All Chapters of The Bad Boy’s Bet: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

22 Chapters

Chapter one – Aiden’s POV

The Voss mansion never felt like home. It felt like a museum built to display wealth no one was around to enjoy. Twenty thousand square feet of marble, crystal, and silence. I stood at the floor-to-ceiling window in the west wing living room, swirling a glass of my father’s twenty-year-old whiskey. The amber liquid caught the light from the chandelier, but I barely tasted it as I took a sip. I hated the bitterness, yet I kept drinking anyway.“Sir?” Mrs. Ruiz’s gentle voice broke the quiet. She had been our housekeeper for twelve years and sometimes felt like the only real adult in my life.I didn’t turn. “Let me guess.”She sighed softly. “Your mother called from Milan. She’s extending her trip for another week because of the fashion shows. Your father is still in Singapore. The board meeting has been delayed. They asked me to tell you they’re very sorry.”“Sorry,” I repeated, the word tasting worse than the whiskey. “They’re always sorry.”“I know, Aiden.” Her voice was full of the

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Chapter Two- Emily’s POV

My hands wouldn’t stop trembling as I walked through the grand iron gates of Westbridge International School. The navy blazer and white shirt I had spent three nights altering still felt foreign against my skin. This uniform, this school, this scholarship, they were our family’s only real chance at a better life. One mistake and everything could crumble.“Deep breaths, Emily,” I whispered to myself. “You earned this. You belong here.”The campus was almost too beautiful. Perfect green lawns stretched out like carpets, ivy climbed centuries-old stone buildings, and students moved around with the kind of easy confidence that came from never worrying about money. My old public school had broken lockers and fights in the hallways. This place smelled like privilege and pressure.A girl with warm brown skin and lively curls suddenly appeared beside me near the main staircase.“Hey! New scholarship kid, right? You’ve got that wide-eyed look we all had on day one. I’m Sophie. Two years in and

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Chapter Three - Aiden’s POV

The hallway between third and fourth period was always chaotic, but today it felt electric. I spotted Emily Kane walking with her books clutched tightly to her chest like a shield. She kept her head slightly down, trying to blend in, but something about her made that impossible.I moved deliberately and bumped into her harder than necessary.Books exploded across the marble floor. Papers scattered everywhere. The entire hallway slowed to watch what the king of Westbridge would do next.She looked up sharply. Up close, she was striking, warm skin, determined eyes, and lips pressed into a tight, angry line.“Oops,” I said, flashing my usual smirk. “Clumsy of me. Need a hand, scholarship girl?”I expected the typical reaction, blushing, nervous laughter, maybe even gratitude. That’s what everyone gave me.Instead, Emily knelt down and started gathering her things with steady, furious hands. “I’ve got it,” she said coolly. “Try watching where you’re going next time, Voss.”I crouched besi

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Chapter Four - Emily’s POV

The dining hall of Westbridge International School was loud in the way only expensive places could be silverware clinking softly against porcelain, laughter that sounded rehearsed, conversations wrapped in superiority.“Don’t sit there.”Sophie’s voice was low, urgent, almost panicked as she tugged lightly at my sleeve.I didn’t move. My attention was on the empty seat across from me.“Emily, please,” Sophie whispered again. “That table—just don’t.”I finally looked at her.“Why?”She hesitated and that was to answer enough because at Westbridge, silence always meant someone important owns that space and apparently, that someone was Adian Voss.I placed my tray down anyway. “Too late,” I said.Sophie looked like she wanted to physically drag me away but I sat. The first ten minutes were peaceful, then the atmosphere changed. It was subtle at first, like a room slowly losing oxygen.Whispers stopped mid-sentence, forks paused mid-air, heads turned and I felt it before I saw it.A prese

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Chapter Five - Aiden’s POV

The pool glowed turquoise under strings of fairy lights, casting shimmering reflections across the water and the marble patio. Music pulsed from hidden speakers, not too loud yet, but enough to promise the kind of night that usually left me numb by morning. Dozens of seniors from Westbridge had already shown up, laughing, flirting, and drinking from red cups. My house was alive for once.Yet I felt nothing.I lounged on a cushioned chair near the deep end, legs stretched out, watching the chaos around me. Marcus and Tyler were in their element holding court, telling exaggerated stories about the fight I’d been in last week. Girls kept glancing my way, some bold enough to wave or send drinks over. I barely acknowledged them.My mind was elsewhere. On her.Emily Kane.The way she had looked at me in that hallway, no fear, no fake adoration, just raw defiance. The spark when our fingers brushed. The steel in her voice when she threatened to report me. No one had spoken to me like that i

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Chapter Six - Emily’s POV

The week had only just begun, but I already felt exhausted in a way that had nothing to do with my classes.I arrived at my locker on Tuesday morning and froze. A single red rose leaned against the metal door, its petals perfect and vibrant. A small white card was attached. My heart gave a traitorous little jump before I forced it back down.I glanced around quickly. A few students were watching, whispering. Of course they were.I pulled the card off and opened it.“For the girl who keeps surprising me. — A.V.”I stared at the elegant handwriting for a long moment, then slipped the note into my bag and left the rose exactly where it was. I wasn’t going to carry it around like some trophy.Sophie appeared beside me a minute later, eyes wide. “Is that…?”“Yes,” I said, closing my locker firmly. “And I’m not touching it.”“Girl.” She looped her arm through mine as we walked to first period. “He’s not giving up. Marcus tried yesterday, now Aiden is sending roses? This feels coordinated.”

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Chapter Seven - Aiden’s POV

I couldn’t stop thinking about her.It had been three days since Emily told me to stay away, and instead of moving on like I normally would, I found myself watching her more intently than ever. Not in the cocky, show-off way I used to. This was quieter. Deeper. Almost obsessive.From across the courtyard, I noticed how she skipped lunch again today, heading straight to the library with her worn backpack slung over one shoulder. She always sat in the far back corner, near the tall windows where the afternoon light hit just right. She’d pull out her books, earphones in, and disappear into her work like the rest of the world didn’t exist.She was surviving on sheer willpower.I knew that feeling too well.Most girls at Westbridge spent their free periods gossiping, posting selfies, or trying to get my attention. Emily spent hers studying like her entire future depended on it because it did. No safety net. No rich parents to fix mistakes. Just her, fighting for every single opportunity.

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Chapter Eight - Emily’s POV

He kept coming back.For the past four days, Aiden Voss had shown up at the library after school like it was his new routine. No dramatic entrances. No roses or public performances. Just him, quietly pulling out the chair across from me in the back corner, nodding once like we had an unspoken agreement, and sitting down to study.Or at least pretending to.I told myself I didn’t care. I told myself I wouldn’t engage. But every afternoon, when he slid into that seat, my stomach did a small, traitorous flip that I hated.Today was no different.I arrived early and claimed our usual table by the tall windows. The afternoon light was soft and golden, perfect for reading. I had just opened my Advanced Literature notebook when Aiden appeared. He looked slightly rumpled today tie loosened, dark hair messier than usual, like he’d run his hands through it too many times.He set his bag down without a word and sat across from me.I glanced up. “You’re late today.”The words slipped out before I

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Chapter Nine - Aiden’s POV

The hallway near the freshman lockers was crowded during the lunch transition. I usually avoided this area, too chaotic, too many younger kids staring at me like I was some kind of legend. But today, something made me take the long route.That’s when I saw it.A small freshman boy, scrawny, glasses slightly crooked, clutching his books to his chest |was pressed against the lockers by two juniors from the basketball team. One of them, Ryan, had the kid’s backpack in his hands and was dumping its contents onto the floor while laughing.“Come on, nerd. Where’s your lunch money today?” Ryan taunted, kicking a notebook across the floor. His friend laughed and shoved the freshman’s shoulder hard enough to make him stumble.Students walked by, some glancing, most pretending not to see. Typical Westbridge. No one wanted to get involved, especially not against guys who ran with the popular crowd.My old self would’ve walked past. Maybe even laughed. It was just harmless bullying, right? I’d do

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Chapter Ten - Emily’s POV

The library had become dangerous territory.Not because of what Aiden did, but because of what he was making me feel. Every afternoon for the past week, he showed up without fail. No grand gestures. No audience. Just him, sitting across from me, actually studying… or pretending to while we talked in low voices about things that mattered.Today, I couldn’t stop thinking about what I had witnessed in the hallway yesterday.Aiden defending that freshman Leo. The way he had stepped in without hesitation. The authority in his voice. The gentleness when he helped the boy pick up his things. It didn’t match the reckless bad boy everyone warned me about.I arrived at our usual table early, heart beating a little too fast. In my bag was a small container of food, rice, and a piece of grilled chicken. Mom had made extra last night, and before I could talk myself out of it, I had packed some for him.It’s just food, I told myself. He skips meals. That’s all.But I knew it was more than that.Ai

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