All Chapters of Bad Romance: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

"Love exists between a woman pretending and a man pretending" "So who's the host?" I asked the girl who stood beside me while clutching my arm a little tighter over the loud chatter around us. Glass hitting against one another and people's voices fill the big hall, a soft and vague melody coming from the band playing as a piece of background music. Rosa, my stepsister or more like my best friend giggles as the look of discomfort contorts my thin makeup-covered face. I didn't feel good today to put on heavy makeup over my breakout face but what can I say when Rosa De Luca, the girl who wouldn't shut up if I refused her offered of this great idea to accompany her to this- another one of the party. I mean is not that I hate parties but is it just not my thing- especially when I am struggling with the girl problem right now but since I've been isolating myself in my small apartment over the past weeks- why not. She gasped an exaggerated gasp when I asked her that but I ignored her litt

Despite meeting him twice yesterday, I still didn't know who he is and it seems like my brain couldn't recognize him at all. I remember the pitch black and dark brownish eyes color of him looking into mine but the memory was hazy in my brain. Furrowing my eyebrows in confusion. I couldn't remember when I came up here last night and how. I remember falling asleep right on the kitchen counter but no memory of me walking up here invaded my mind. I woke up not in my best mood this morning with a slight pain still in my stomach that makes me hiss a little in irritation. I stayed on the bed for almost two hours straight staring at the beautiful ceiling facing me from above. The thought of a blurry face occupied my mind as I tried hard to remember the man's face. I don't know what's wrong with me but I can't seem to let the thought of him go. This is stupid. Distracting myself with other thoughts, my body jolts on the bed into a seat position while glancing at the clock hanging on the

I was told by one of the girls from the club that someone had accompanied me yesterday when I asked them who took me to the hotel room and the answered remains the same which left me to grimace by the confusion and slight disbelief. They all had gone home and left me here all alone with a stranger? No problem. I ignore the teasing the girls are throwing at me inside the group chat in irritation. Can't they tell that I'm angry right now? I feel even more irritated when I couldn't remember the man. But something feels strange when I tried to remember yesterday's event. The man feels familiar but then with my situation yesterday, I'm not so sure anymore. What's wrong with me and keep forgetting? I'm not like this. I let my guard down too much and the thought doesn't satisfy me. I hold a piece of paper in my hand, the words are well written and neat on the paper surface and whoever left me the note is stupid. 'You are lucky I didn't lose control yesterday' -Vince My frown gets dee

I left the middle looking room after a long minute of contemplating with myself, the embarrassment that I felt after knowing that didn't disappear from me instead it made me flush in embarrassment with every second passed, knowing that the said person is outside of the room. Nicolas had left me alone in the room after telling me the shocking information. The grin never left his face and before the door was shut behind him, a deep chuckle escapes from his mouth. My mind was playing with a lot of questions and I have no answer to any of them. Exhaling a deep breath, I put on my unbothered face and pushed the thought off me before I made my way out of the room, ready to make a run from here. Not even a second step that I took, my legs came to a halt in an instant and only to be greeted by a bunch of men sitting in the room, and my breath stopped. All the seven eyes in total turn to look at me once the door creaks open and I stood there dumbfoundedly. A total of seven gorgeous men we

Vincenzo I woke up due to the sound of my phone ringing nonstop beside me and I groaned in displeasure. The phone rang not once but many times without stopping and I pray for it to stop within a second which did not apply to my expectant. My thought drifted to the girl sleeping beside me. Secretly don't want to wake her up from sleeping peacefully on my side as the reminder of yesterday rushed into my mind and secretly don't want to interrupt this peaceful atmosphere that surrounded the room. After a few times, it stopped before I could even reach for the phone and I sigh in relief. Mentally cursing the person who had woken me up from my deep slumber but I don't bother to check who it was from. My hand reaches to feel the presence of her on the other side of the bed and my heart almost drops when my hand touched the empty bed beside mine. In a swift, my head lifted only to see her sleeping further away almost at the edge of the bed, her back was facing me and my lips knowingly cur