All Chapters of Becoming the bad boy's pet: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

LUKAI clutched my phone hard as the convoy rolled out of the alley. The side of my face hurt. He had punched me with his family signa ring on. The moment we entered he had raised his hand to hit me again but I held it up, "don't." He might have been able to get away with it while I was younger but not anymore. The way our relationship worked as Father and son was that we both had something on each other. For him it was my mother and younger brother, he always dangled that in front of me when he needed me to fall in line. While on my part, it was a video recording of a sex tape I made of him and his friends daughter. I also had an audio recording of some of his dirty dealings which I stole from his safe. He knew I had them. For the longest time he had tried to get them but all to no avail. I was my father's son through and through and through, in blood and deed, he knew what I was capable of, just as I did. The punch was enough punishment. I could excuse it. I had embarrassed h

BELLAAll I needed was one excuse to turn back and run back home. Just one tiny excuse. It didn't even have to be the most sound or logical one, but I was coming up with nothing, I have tried all the ones I had already. When Tammy had shown up earlier this evening, I was shocked that she had called two days ahead to ask for my mother's permission to attend a party and even more shocked that my mother had said yes. Tammy had shown up with a box of fresh doughnuts and all my misgivings about how she brought strangers to our table and spilled my secrets were forgiven. I had tried using the excuse of having no outfit to wear and she had brought out a green dress from my wardrobe which I was surprised still existed. My mother had thought it looked pretty and bought it for me. I was more of a jeans and oversized tee or hoodie kind of girl so I never wore it. The gress was a wrap dress with a v neck that stopped mid thigh. I must have put on weight because it hugged me in all the right

LUKAI needed a drink before I did something stupid like taste her lips or go back to where the party was and punch the lights out of Dylan. I don't even know why I was pressed that he was hitting on her. All day I have tried to stop myself from messaging her. From letting my thoughts wonder but then she had looked at me kn that room like she wanted me to act on those thoughts and I didn't know what to do.I needed to fuck someone and I needed to do it soon. I had come tonight to let out a little steam not to get even more wound up. She was pushing my buttons, way more than anyone I know and I was tempted to let go. I grabbed two bottles of beer on my way out looking for somewhere secluded to sit and wait for Zoey and Dylan. I had only brought Zoe as a distraction. I didn't want any girl hitting on me tonight and she had followed me for the free drinks and an opportunity to hang out and make her boyfriend jealous. I finished the first bottle and rolled my trousers up to dip my fe

CHAPTER 18: Strange feelings. *****When I got back to the room he wasn't there but there were some items laid out on the bed. My bra, my phone; fully charged, a new toothbrush, a new towel, a pack of Tampons and a new pantiesI blushed at the pink lacy panties that lay on the bed and I was extremely grateful that he wasn't in the room.Where did he get the panties from? Did he just have a stash of hot pants he gave out to girls that spent the night and needed to freshen up? That gave me a weird heavy feeling in my chest and at the same time made me feel disgusted. He had bought me expensive Tampons too. It made sense that he did because it was just three days ago I fainted in his car and if he counted well I should still be on my period. I didn't even know that it was possible to be so mortified and grateful at the same time. I should be used to him evoking these kinds of emotions in me by now. Still, I can't reconcile the fact that he could be nice to me and cold. He was always

Hazy memories are like bad teeth. You can't ignore it because you know it's there, it's just your brain refusing to let it surface. But when you remember it feels like someone ripped out the teeth and you can finally feel everything. Last night on the couch with Annie Marie, watching Lion King for the millionth time, I finally remembered. Every single detail of Friday night. From the part where I was grinding on Luka's friend to the part where I wrapped my legs around his waist and was calling him daddy. I should have put on a hoodie today. Instead I had on jeans, a crop top and a baggy shirt. The problem wasn't the outfit, I actually got comments from my sister that I looked good, the problem was that I couldn't hide in this. How was I supposed to see Luka in school today knowing that I called him daddy, and was in his bed just a few nights ago?If I had on a hoodie it would be easy to disappear and not be noticeable. Class was a whirlwind that flew by so fast till it was break t