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The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY ONE
NORAI walked home, without the four wheels of my car. Lucan’s last revelation kept messing up with my unstable thoughts. Even with all the pictures that termed Liam as who had sent Lucan, I still had some benefit of doubt down there in my heart for him. If I was rather told it was Theodore who had placed tab on me, I wouldn’t even argue. Why? Because my full trust was never placed on him. Liam went above my expectations. If there was anyone my instinct were pointing at, it happened to be my parents because I wouldn’t put it above them. If I was asked, I would say Liam was getting those pictures he do use to threaten me away from Jordan from my parents. Like a tornado, the complete opposite came crashing to my face. Throughout the week, I exchanged no words with Liam because I made sure of it; it was with rapt resolution that I made sure I never cross ways with him. The only thing keeping me sane at such situation was my therapist in the form of a boyfriend- Jordan. I no longer
The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY TWO
LUCANI saw hell in Cassidy’s hand. She pleaded with me to spend some weeks in my house- whereas nothing was wrong with hers. I didn’t let her, and I indeed explained to her I live with my parents.She agreed but made me walk barefooted through hell. Not until today did she cool down. Since the examination for today was starting by noon, I left for a store. I had to sneak out of school, else, she would follow.I stood in front of the jewelry display, overwhelmed by the number of options. Gold, silver, rose gold - there were so many different types of necklaces. I have never had a reason to be at a jewelry store until today. And I witnessed and indeed felt the confusion of deciding between one or the other. I picked up one that looked delicate and feminine, but then I spotted a bolder piece that caught my eye. I hesitated, not sure which one would be best. I knew it had to be perfect, but there were just too many choices. I am so dumb to proceed here without finding out what her c
The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY THREE
JORDAN“Shut the hell up, you both. It was barely a week we started dating, what do you mean by I might have done something wrong?” My eyes aggressively followed my two friends as they stepped out of the bedroom together. They have both kept blabbering nonsense that does nothing that to make me more upset. This was the argument that has been going on for hours now. No matter how much I explain or how long I use convincing them, they just wouldn't believe I was painstakingly telling the truth. And now, don’t tell me they were both in the shower together? “Tell me it’s not what I am thinking…” Curiousity configured me, leaving the earlier discussion in the air, as I stared from one to the other. They have both stopped and fortunately didn’t let my inquisitively heighten before they both surrendered their hands in the air.“Not what you’re thinking.” It better not. My eyes darted towards the steamy caffeinated coffee goodness ahead on the counter, just what I needed. I haven’t been
The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY FOUR
JORDANThe very chance I got to flee, I didn’t miss it. With one grab at my phone, I knocked Jasper aside and under one swift movement, I was already out of the door. He came after me, the aggressive steppings of feets against the staircase sent me off the rails as I finally unlocked the main door. I had lazily packed my bike outside yesterday for a reason that made me grateful as I climbed on it and drove off with the craziest speed I have ever had to put on. If I was to stay back and convince myself he wouldn’t proceed to kill me, I won’t know anything until I am dead. Ages were done when the home was safe, now even my own father has become a predator for his own son.Exactly like the hunch I had, he came home for a reason and if somehow it was to end my life like he attempted but never succeeded, I better not return under the same roof as him for a while. If I was to fight against him, it’s the simplest thing because I could have the upper hand but in this case, nobody knows J
The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY FIVE
JORDAN It was crazy how I was yet to flare up. Cassidy insisted she wasn’t going nowhere until she has had her bath and my two friends? They were fed up too because instead of boring holes at me, they laughed at my expense. Especially since I have to cook her breakfast and theirs alongside. I was never this soft— courtesy of the effect Nora planted on me before everything went downhill and changed for the worst. I phoned her several times since my arrival here and like I expected, she picked none of my calls and I was forced to stop once my thumb gave up on me. I was thinking she was willing to let us get back together when she messaged me yesterday but from the look of thing, she only did that to alert me of Jasper. If truly she broke us, that should mean she no longer has any feeling towards me so I don’t understand why she must be concerned Jasper could kill me. I have always been at alert: accepted, I had rather be killed by an outsider than by Jasper. Something smells fish
The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY SIX
NORAIf there was one word to define Jordan Hill, it’s persistence.He phoned me tirelessly and it was until a point he then stopped. I was relieved. Saddened at the same time. I pushed him away yet I long for him. He has been my ‘all’ and now that I lost him, I’m living in losses. I wanted to betray my words and pick up the phone. I wanted to run back to his arms and tell him I broke us in stupor.Additionally, with him, I can never be in my right mind. He prompts be uptight yet surge me into comfort at the same time. I wasn’t about to get over him. Not anytime soon, that too is certain. “When you’re done burning the kitchen, tell me so I can call the emergency units.” Liam grabbed his car keys off the counter. “If you want us intact, that is.”I nodded. “I will look into it.” I recoiled, getting back in my head.It was no surprise I still have my humor intact. I turned off the gas and wipe at my sweat with the sleeve of my shirt. I was going to try and get over Jordan without
The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY SEVEN
NORA“Now, where to?” I opened the car’s door and made a slid into the passenger’s seat. “And just so you know, I am not here to make words with you.” “We shall see to that.” I wanted to so badly wipe at the smirk crafted on his face. I’m doing more an talking less, he’s not going to ruin my decision and have me get back together with him. I watched as he pressed down on the gas . He revved the car, and I hurriedly wore my seatbelt, knowing what was coming. The car shot forward, tires squealing as they gripped the pavement and in an instant, he gunned the car down the street. Where he had got the car from, I don’t know. It wasn’t that sparkling new, yet not an old one. Like I promised myself, I didn’t engage in any conversation with him even though he kept striking one, then finally gave up when he saw I wasn’t about to leave the ground I was maintaining. I looked through the window, anything to avoid eye contact. Just one look at him in the eye, would send me down on my knees f
The Bad Boy's Lottery NINETY EIGHT
NORAHe suddenly halted the car to a stop and I became confused. Until he lowered my seat and I found myself dropping my vanilla milkshake to the cup holder console and patting my thighs. Slightly. He took the unsaid invitation seriously, sliding his fingers between my legs, so close to that low point where I throbbed for him, and I sucked in a gasping breath. Those fingers… they never disappoint. It feels so good and— wild.I kept my eyes closed, excitement joining the pleasure coursing through my skin. I sank my teeth into my lower lip when his fingers teased the frayed hem of my denim shorts, and then I swear I felt his fingers barely brush against the front of my very plain panties. I was expecting more. I wanted it more intense but he suddenly snatched his hand away and regained his seat. I embarrassingly snapped my eyes open and straightened up my seat, blowing on to my sweaty clamped palms. He just teased me. He gave me a taste only to fire up the engine and continue the
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