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The Bad Boy's Promise

“You said you would leave me alone!” She snarled into his direction. “What the fuck are you doing in my bedroom?” “Pleasuring you.” He cooed before raising his shiny fingers, “Look how you coat me. How wet you are, Leah.” She stared at the glistening fingers in the moonlight. Gulping at the sight of them, she sighed wearily before turning her eyes to him, “Lea-Ahh..” she moaned as he plunged his fingers inside, one by one, leisurely with no hurry, making her her legs quiver. “God..” “God?” He whispered against her ear, “No god, sweetness. Just me.” . ****** It was a dream to live like Leah Adams. And it was something she wished for once every day when she looked at her classmate. It was just a wish, a little thought she had. Until it came true, quite literally. The opportunity was thrown in her lap by no one other than Leah’s Adams father. She had to behave like his daughter, study like his daughter and rule a school like his daughter would. But with her broken mind and spirit, it was easily said and done especially when she had no home to go back to. The home that was burned forever. ***** Dark romance. You have been warned.

Inara_Me · Urban
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348 Chs

A plan in motion - I

"I don't get it, honestly." Lucy tutted. " out of most of the things you pick up on, this seems to be the one that is most… you know, understandable?"

Leah hummed as she continued listening to what Lucy had to say. She had told her what to word what Elijah had said at lunch right after they had finished it.

"Leah, the business world if you want to rise to the top, there are things you have to ignore and become brutal for. You want to achieve more profit, you have force others in a position where they are still forced to buy it even after you raise the price. Yes, that makes you a bastard in a general sense but that is what mostly all businessmen are."

"If that was not the case, then everything would still be affordable, and it would be a happy world with no poor and rich. But that doesn't happen. So your brother is calling your father. A bastard makes me think like it's a general sense where his rivals call him or maybe even his employees."