All Chapters of Taming The Bad Boy: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

“Jason Sinclair!”“Yes, never forget that bitch as you grovel on your knees next time.”I glanced at the handsome guy standing before me, his face devoid of any emotion except hate while I remained kneeling on the floor in the closet.“Next time say my name with respect,” he sneered.The remaining four giggled as they made a video of me covered in food particles and sticky substances like flour and eggs.Then someone hit me with a bag of… Almond nuts?! I was allergic to those nuts! I scrambled to my feet, dragging Jason’s trousers before he could walk away.“No. Please make them stop,” I pleaded with him.“Get off!” he snarled and pushed me away.I weighed a lot so I fell with a thump and everyone laughed while Jason walked away. I felt my face swelling as the allergic reaction began.Embarrassed, I covered my face and screamed while someone kept shaking me. ***“Mi Amor?!”“Davina!”I blinked and opened my eyes to see my both parents staring down at me. I sat up, rubbing my head wh

A bright ray of early morning sunshine filters through the window blinds and lands right on my face.Slowly, I start to wake up. I blink my eyes in confusion and feel the bed, only to realize that the sheets are scattered and the bed is soaked through with my sweat. "Not again." I must have had another nightmare last night.The nightmares were occuring more frequently and I had concluded that it was because I had returned to New York and met with Jason and his clique, my tormentors.I remembered the events of last night and could not help but smile.I knew that I surprised all of them with my appearance and the bet, but most especially, I surprised Jason more with the conditions that I gave for the arrangement.I rolled out of bed and took a long, hot shower. Then, I dressed up and picked an outfit from one of my suitcases that were stashed in the wardrobe.After giving myself one last once-over in the full length mirror, I nodded with satisfaction.I grabbed my matching purse an

There was a knock on the door. I glanced at the clock, it was almost 12 o'clock. I had been working for 3 hours straight.The knock sounded again. "Who is it?" I inquired."Miss Landon, it is me." I immediately recognized the surly voice of Gerard, our butler."Gerard? Come in." Gerard walked into my room in formal clothes looking dignified as always."A package has arrived in the mail, Miss Landon. It is for you." Gerard said"A package?" I hadn't ordered anything since I came to New York, so I wasn't expecting any packages."Yes Miss. From Mister Sinclair." Gerard replied.It was from Jason. We haven't had any contact with each other since our last confrontation and I was beginning to worry that we wouldn't attend the Charity event together."Miss Landon?" Gerard looked at me inquisitively."I'll be down in a few minutes." Gerard nodded and silently left my office.A few minutes later, I went down to the large hallway, and I'm greeted with a very large bouquet of beautiful, red rose

Jason's POVI drove Davina back home. On getting there, she got out of the car without saying a word to me.I got out the packages from the car and headed inside where I met Gerard."Welcome, Mr. Sinclair." He said with a slight note of disapproval in his voice."Thank you, Gerard." I replied. A servant came and took the packages. "Those are for Davina. Miss Landon, I mean.""I'll see that she receives them." Gerard replied. "Will that be all, Sir?"I nodded then I left. I drove away from the house even though every inch of me wanted to go back and find a way to comfort Davina and make things right.I was very successful, rich and famous, yet, as of this evening, I felt like I was nothing more than a bully.I drove back to the penthouse and I poured myself a glass of vodka and I sat at the balcony, looking over the city. It struck me how ironic that I had a lot of friends but I am perpetually alone.I downed the glass of vodka and poured another. It was going to be a long night.*****