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PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 50: Risking Everything
DAMIEN“Sam, I need you… Whoa!” I stopped short as I walked into Sam’s room unannounced, my words catching in my throat as I caught him smack in between fucking a lady.“What the fuck, dude!” Sam shrieked, covering up the girl beneath him. “Can’t you fucking knock?”My gaze shifted to the woman beside him, and recognition dawned on me. It was the same lady I had seen him making out with months ago, the one he called Emma.Only that she’s not Emma. She’s apparently another one of Scarlett’s friends, Maeve, I think.“What the hell are you still doing here?” Sam’s voice jerked me out of my thoughts. “Get the fuck out!” He pushed me out of the room, closing the door firmly behind him. I stood outside in the hallway, trying to gather my thoughts.Sam is also with someone from the other side?Okay, this just got fucked.After what felt like an eternity, Sam finally came out from his room with Maeve in tow. She gave me a once over, looking extremely unimpressed with me.I can’t say I didn’t
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 51: I'm Okay
SCARLETT“You mean more to me than you realize. What we had… what we have… it’s different.The echoes of Damien’s voice were still lingering in my mind, haunting me like a ghost from the past.It’s been three weeks since he came to see me in front of my lecture room, and I still couldn’t shake the memory of it, the way his gaze pierced through me as he spoke with a gentleness that took me by surprise.For a brief moment, I allowed myself to believe that maybe, just maybe, he cared about me in some small way. The way he looked at me, the way he spoke to me, the way he was so eager for me to listen to him— it all seemed so genuine, so sincere.But he wouldn’t stop trying to turn it on me, trying to gaslight and guilt trip me. And even after I left him, a part of me wanted to believe that he would learn the error of his ways and come back to seek me.But as the days passed and he failed to reach out to me again, reality came crashing down around me like a tidal wave, washing away any lin
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 52: The Lion’s Den
SCARLETTAs we stepped out of the car, the thumping music hit us, making the whole street feel alive. The club sign lit up the place like a rainbow, and there was a line of people waiting to get in, all hyped up.The club itself looked cool, all shiny and metallic outside, with big bouncers checking IDs at the door. Inside, it was like stepping into a different world. Lights flashed everywhere, and the dance floor was packed with people moving to the beat.The place had different areas, each with its own vibe. Neon signs lit up the walls, and the air was thick with the smell of drinks and sweat. Bartenders were busy mixing cocktails and pouring shots.As we walked around, I couldn’t help but get caught up in the energy of the place. Everyone was having a blast, and it felt like the perfect place to forget about all my worries and just have a good time.“Scar, looks like you are actually having fun,” she stated with a grin, her sharp eye noticing my shifting mood, and I couldn’t help b
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS 53: We’ve touched already
DAMIENAs Sam and I sat in the car, parked just outside The Vault, the anticipation hung heavy in the air. Sam’s voice broke through the silence, pulling me back to the present moment.“You sure about this, Damien?” Sam’s tone was cautious, his eyes fixed on mine in the dim light of the car.I took a deep breath, steeling myself for what lay ahead. “Yeah, I have to do this,” I replied, my voice firm despite the uncertainty gnawing at my insides.Sam nodded slowly, understanding etched in his expression. “I get it, man. You really want her back,” he acknowledged, his words carrying a weight of resignation. “But, going through Aiden? Do you think that’s the best idea?”I chuckled wryly, the irony not lost on me.“Yeah, winning her back by conceding to a Royal asshole like Aiden Castle… not exactly my best option,” I admitted, running a hand through my hair in frustration. “But it’s the only way I know how to do it,” I added, my voice laced with core determination.“Well, good luck,” Sam
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS One: Sworn Enemies
DAMIENMy blood boiled with rage as I stared at the group of guys that just entered the party. Fucking Aiden and his guys. My fingers tightened around the cup in my hand before I drank the content in a go and I started making my way towards them."I think you should chill," a hand suddenly appeared in front of me, stopping my movement, "it's a party," my friend Sam continued, "they can attend the party because it's not ours.""No, they can't," I spat out angrily, "this party is being held in our territory, bastards from the Brotherhood are not welcomed here and I'm not going to stay back and allow them just waltz into this party.""One would think that from years of interacting with civilized people, you'd have learned a thing or two about manners and interacting with humans but it seemed like we thought wrong."That bastard Aiden was suddenly in my face, a smug and unbothered expression on his face as he spat out those words that made me lunge for an
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS Two: Blackamailed!
SCARLETTOh no no no! I was panicking as I turned my room upside down in search of that one thing that I couldn't afford to lose or misplace. If it fell into the wrong hands... God! I couldn't start to imagine what'd happen if it fell into the wrong hands. The mortification. If anyone should find out I had that side to myself, if they should have the tiniest idea what I had scribbled in that journal, I'd be too mortified to live on. And I wasn't even joking. I groaned harshly as I turned my pink bag inside out but it wasn't there. I had misplaced it.I've lost it. I've always protected the journal as if my life depended on it; my life did depend on it. That was why I've always carried it with me anywhere I was going because I felt it was safer to do so. I've never liked the idea of not being where my journal was and that was why I couldn't leave it behind in my new room in my new hostel when it was just the first week of resumption. And so I t
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS Three: In The Psycho’s Den
SCARLETTI didn’t want to go. I thought about what would happen if I didn’t, I thought of what would happen if he should reveal the contents of the journal to everyone. I thought of telling Aiden and asking for his help in catching whoever was blackmailing me with my journal but that’d mean my brother knew that dark side about me and I didn’t…It’d kill me to have him know that about me. He has always seen me as his princess, as a sheltered princess who loves sunsets and parks and candies, he didn’t have to know that I was messed up in the head. That I was so screwed up that the only thing that gets me was fantasizing about having deranged and wicked things done to me in the name of sex. So here I was, ringing the doorbell of the address that Psycho had given me. I had no idea what I was walking into, I had no idea who he was… I was aware of the stakes and danger here. He could be a psycho, he could hurt me greatly, he could kill me…The door opened and my hand instinctively tighte
PREYS OF THE BAD BOYS Four: Unhinged Prey
SCARLETTHe stroked the sensitive skin of my neck and I bit my lower lip till I tasted blood to keep the moan back in. How could his finger against my skin feel so good, so pleasurable that it made me wonder how it’d feel if he was touching me in other places? Private places.“You look so excited,” he continued, his fingers dipping lower and lower till they were grazing my cleavage, “are you that happy about the prospect of living out one of your fantasies.”Living out one of my fantasies... That sounded wrong, yet so right. It was what I wanted, what I needed. Maybe I thought it’d get to this when he asked me to come here. That dirty, tainted part of me must have anticipated this. “I don't know what you’re talking about,” I managed in a strained voice even though my thoughts were already going haywire and my brain was getting turned into mush from the way he was touching my body.Like he had more control of my body than I'd ever have.“Ohh, but you do,” his voice sounded like he w
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