All Chapters of Ruining My Enemy's Daughter: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

42. Trick or Treat? > We walk out of the class, and Nicholas calls us out from behind. “Girls! Are you coming at party at nine?“ I smile and Ira replies, “We sure are! Guess what? We are going trick or treat first. After that, we will hit your place.“ “Alright. Don’t pass out after eating too many candies.” He winks. After that failed hookup, I avoided him. But Nico made sincere efforts to be friends with me. So here we are…. “An invitation from Jonas would have been nicer…” Ira mutters. “But that’s alright. Nico will do too.“ I snicker as we walk toward our dorm. Although she is right. We have never been to Jonas’ place. My assumption is: either he doesn’t throw many parties or those are super exclusive. It’s Halloween today. I took four days off from work like Mikolaj asked me to. And got so much personal work done. I hadn’t realized I needed it this much. I am not in mood to go trick or treating, but Ira and Natalie are insisting. We spent the past few days wo

44. White Lie>He called us ‘kids’. KIDS!Can you freaking imagine that?I wanted to hide in a corner and never show him my face again. Sitting in his car while he drives me to the party was the last thing I wanted. But did I have a choice? Nope. Every time Philip throws a glance at me, I want to melt into a puddle. Either the front door was unlocked or Philip had a key. And I am God-damn sure he heard us. Why would he declare himself otherwise?The fact that my lips are still tingling from the kiss doesn’t ease my mind either. I want to close my eyes and imagine that heavenly sensation. The warmth of Mikolaj’s breath still lingers on my skin. I wish I could melt into him. I wanted to feel his fingers on my aching core. But again, I didn’t have any choice.That’s why I am pretending to be busy and checking myself in the selfie camera. Thankfully, my makeup isn’t a mess. I can easily fix it before heading into the party.I wonder what would girls say if I tell them abou

46. Hard Drink>After we get down from our ride, the helicopter flies away, leaving powerful gusts of wind behind. I glance back to see Jessica, but it’s Riley who catches my attention.Riley looks stunning in her flowy sundress. The vibrant patterns with shades of red and white, contrast with the green background of the island. She has tied strings around her waist, highlighting her tiny figure. I want to wrap my arm around and pull her close. Her gaze meets mine, and her cheeks flush into a delightful color of pink. She clumsily tries to hold Jessica in one arm while trying to hold down her dress with another.I walk towards them, remembering how she almost fell down on Halloween evening. I have plans for this trip and I can’t spend my time looking after two whiney babies.“Jessie, please come to me or Riley will sprain her ankle again.”“I got tired that day! I was fine otherwise,” she protests as Jessie happily hops from her lap into mine.I look at her, amused. H

48. Detained>I should be happy that I got a free tour without spending a penny. It’s a beautiful place. Jonas told me some of the history. Interestingly, during World War II, the villa was used as a hiding place for some wealthy Japanese families who were trying to save themselves from the backlash of Americans. He told me his grandfather bought it when he came to USA. Originally, they lived here before moving to a bigger city where he founded Josef constructions. The same company for which I did that laborious and soul-sucking data entry work from dust eating files.I was stunned by how marvelous everything was. Furniture and art pieces made of polished wood and glass. Each room has a balcony overlooking the lake beach. This place has a pool and hot tub too. As if the lake in front wasn’t enough. Once we settled into our rooms, I explored the Villa and property around it with Jessica. There is a cemetery nearby. I sat near a tombstone with Jessie for a while. I would

A/N: Please make sure you are reading this story at GoodNovel. :) Condoms > How does that sound? Just a simple question goosebumps rise across my skin. The room is still dark. But a gentle glow of light falling on his face tells me the sun will soon rise. I want to glance at the clock, but his face is too pretty to look away. I am dying to feel him against me. Naked. Skin to skin. “Sounds awesome…But… There is one problem." He raises his brow in question. "I need to pee,” I add, my voice barely audible in embarrassment. He regards me with a twinkle of amusement in his eyes, and I scowl. “What? We all do that first thing in the morning. Right? “ He chuckles under his breath and I sit. “I know I am ruining the moment, but I don’t think we can do anything without me wetting myself. And that must not happen.” I let out a nervous laugh. He doesn't say anything and nods. Taking a cue, I try to get up. I yelp in surprise when he yanks me onto his lap. His hard