All Chapters of Becoming the bad boy's pet: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

CHAPTER 52: "Hey you!" Leandro shouted and kept following after me. I turned to scream at him but remembered he had nothing to do with this and I swallowed it. "What?" He folded his arms and looked like he was about to fight. "Where are my cookies?" "I gave them to your brother already. If that's all, bye little scammer." "Hey! Don't call me that anymore, we are not friends. " He looked like he was going to cry and I started to feel bad. "I told you I gave it to your brother to give you. It's not my fault he didn't deliver them." I couldn't help rubbing my forehead as I watched Luka and Dylan from where I stood. Felt like I was about to have a migraine. They looked like they were having an uncomfortable discussion. I understand that they are friends and I don't want to change that or be the reason for a fight. it's not like Dylan and I were friends anyway. plus their bond is longer and way stronger. "Prove it!" I stared at the boy who was around Annie Marie's age, with the

CHAPTER 54: BELLAI didn't bother to think before I reacted. He was here in my room and he had been in a fight, albeit not the worst of his fights. And he had crawled up to my room again. I don't want to see him or ask if he was hurt I need him gone and I need it now. "Get the fuck out of my house before I scream for my mom that a rapist is in my bedroom." My declaration seemed to piss him off and I didn't care. "I came to talk to you." He said with a tone of finality. He needs to leave before I do something stupid like break into tears in front of him. Because, I want to do exactly what he asked me to do but he was the one making that difficult. "I don't care. Don't ever come back here." I warned and tried shoving him in the direction of the window where I'm sure he came in from. I'll definitely keep them locked from now on. Luka took advantage of the proximity between us and drew me flush to him so that our bodies came in contact. His hands gripped me by the waist holding m

LUKAShe was here with him again. I'm sure she doesn't even know anybody here. He was drawing her cheeks, stretching it into a playful smile. When did they become Bonnie and Clyde? She was wearing a dress too. A body con sleeveless black piece that was the most revealing thing I've ever seen her in. It had a v neck cut that hinted a little bit of her cleavage just not too much and stopped mid thigh. She had lipstick on too. Her lips were done in bloody red that drew so much attention to her lips and her curly hair was ironed straight falling all the way to the middle of her back. Like clockwork I could feel the growing bulge in my pants just by staring at her. How did she do it? Get me turned on without even touching me? She only had to be in the same vicinity as me and my body was on fire. Over the past two weeks of staying away from her, I've come to admit that I like talking to her and sleeping beside her in her bed. I liked when she sends me her stupid GIFs and the seeing th

BELLALuka tucked himself back into his briefs and I watched his dark orbs take me in, semi naked with my swollen lips. In his eyes I see nothing but wicked intentions in them and I want him to act on them badly. I rubbed my legs together trying to do something about how wet and sticky my pants are right now. Luka's eyes were half closed and he seemed even more domineering. He slammed me to him my naked breast pressing against his chest and his hot member poking against the skin of my bellyLuka's kisses were rough and hard. I might have been in control a while ago, but he was letting me know who was in control now. His hands are also more demanding. Seeking a path along my exposed skin, from the skin of my neck to fondle my breast. When he rolled my nipples between his fingers and lapped his tongue on it, my eyes rolled back into my skull in pure delight. I can't help but moan while arching my back to give him more room. His ministrations on my right nipple was also delivered to my

BELLA3 years ago. "Tell us what you saw, Samantha?" The room they brought me into was cold and empty. It had only a table with two chairs facing each other and a tripod stand for a camera by the side of it, with a GX Samsung Camera mounted on it. On the table was a glass of water and a dictaphone. I could feel my mom's warmth from her shoulder that was wrapped around me and it was the only sense of comfort. It was the only thing that was keeping me sane. "I didn't see anything." I lied, my fingers shaking on my laps. Even a child could see through my lie talk less of the stoic detective and policeman opposite us. One of them was wearing the blue and silver police uniform while the other was in casual everyday wear; A shirt and jacket with jeans . "We are going to keep you safe," the dectctive who came to our house last night spoke again, leaning forward and stretching his hands on the table to pick the dictaphone and pressed record., "Okay Samantha, let's start from the begining.