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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.

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Coming home - V

"Fucking hell," Lucy breathed out, "so everything that we were noticing, was actually true?"

"Turns out to be so."

"They have a problem with Aiden, which means they have a problem with his family." Lucy noted. " We were able to deduce that the day he just disappeared from sight when your mother came to the college. He did not want her to see the two of you together because of this very reason."

"He knew," Leah sang the words like she was singing her favorite song, "apparently everyone you except you and I and no one bothered to tell us shit."

And nobody was letting on about anything. What kind of bad history was it? Was it a bad break up? Was it a bad marriage? a bad contract?

What exactly was it that had led to the point where they could not even have her contact Aiden?

It had to be very bad.

"What do you think about me asking my grandmother about this?"

"What?" The situation was quite abrupt. "What do you mean?"