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CHAPTER ONE

ELLA'S POV "Ella,""Wake up sweetheart." I could hear my mom's voice pierce through my cozy cocoon of sleep like an annoying alarm clock. I groaned, burying my face deeper into my pillow. Monday mornings are the worst especially when they mark the beginning of senior year. Who needs seniorities when you can have a few extra minutes of sweet, sweet slumber. My mom's footsteps drew nearer and the floor creaked slightly as she swung my room door open. "Seriously, Ella! Don't make me pull out the big guns. It's the first day of senior year and you don't want to get scolded for being late."I reluctantly dragged myself out of bed and gave my mom a halfhearted glare. "Fine, fine. But no big guns, please. I'm not emotionally prepared for that on a Monday morning." But of course, my mom had that mischievous smile plastered on her face, and I knew instantly that she was up to something."Oh Ella, you asked for this" Ugh, not today mum! She placed her hands on her hips and began swaying th

CHAPTER TWO

A deal with the playboy/Mercy Ashquill

ELLA'S POV"What the hell!"I groaned in pain as I hit the cold floor, my knees stinging so hard from the impact.Slowly lifting my face up, I hoped to see a concerned face but instead my eyes was met with the smirking face of Trent, my enemy with his messy dark hair and green eyes. His tall and muscular frame towered over me, making me feel even smaller and insignificant."Fucking watch where you are going, loser!" Trent scoffed, blowing his hair out of his face." Or are you busy daydreaming about your next sex with your pathetic little boyfriend."I shot him a death glare and rose to my feet, brushing off the dirts off my jeans. He always know how to push my buttons. Just because I'm dating the all popular Damien doesn't mean I'm fucking him. He can't just assume things in my relationship."For your information, my personal life is none of your business. Maybe you should focus on your failures instead of trying to pry into my sweet life. A life you will never have." I blurted out,

CHAPTER THREE

A deal with the playboy/Mercy Ashquill

ELLA’S POV“Ow! What was that for?” I yelled, rubbing the back of my head where it had cracked against the linoleum floor. The whole classroom laughed except Susan of course who was fuming as I struggled to detangle myself from the upended chair. “Quiet down class, quiet.” Mrs kings yelled, her voice almost breaking. “There’s been more than enough excitement already.”The laughter died down as she turned to face trent who was failing miserably to look innocent with that insufferable smile on his face.“Trent, did you just trip Ella out of her seat?” I could tell Mrs kings was already tired of his nonsense – she only addressed him by his first name when she was fed up. I looked up at trent from my spot on the floor and I knew he would never admit it.Trent leaned back casually in his seat, running a hand through his hair. “Of course not, Ella just had a little accident.” He flashed an annoying grin. “Or maybe she’s just falling for me.”A few snickers arose from the back row where h

CHAPTER FOUR

A deal with the playboy/Mercy Ashquill

TRENT'S POVThe lunch bell finally rang and I jumped up more than ready to get out of class. My phone buzzed and I glanced down to see a text from Lucinda, my sort - of - girlfriend, if you could even call her that.More like a convenient hookup when I'm in the mood.Heyy Sexy, meet me at 5 in the equipment room. I want that hard body of yours pressed against mine:)I rolled my eyes, but felt myself getting hard. Lucinda may be clingy annoyance most of the time, but she's smoking hot and always down to fool around.Sure thing baby, can't wait to get my hands on you:) I quickly texted back.After that little scene with Ella earlier where I didn't get as much of a reaction as I'd hoped, I was definitely in the mood to blow off some steam. I hated how that mousy girl always acted so superior, not to mention she dating my nemesis, Damien. We'll see how high and mighty she feels with my hands up her skirt. Just thinking about messing with her gets me fired up.I stepped into the dark room

CHAPTER FIVE

A deal with the playboy/Mercy Ashquill

Trent's PovI barely had time to react before Damien's fist collided with my Jaw in a powerful right hook. The force of the blow knocked me back a few steps, pain exploding across my face. I tasted blood in my mouth from where my teeth had cut the inside of my cheek"You asked for it, Jerk!" Damien growled, spitting towards me. I touched my throbbing cheek and glanced around the cafeteria. Everyone wore sorry looks clearly thinking Damien had won. But I'll be damned if I let him make me look like a fool in front of the whole school!As Damien turned back ready to leave, I darted forward, spun him around and slammed my shoulder into his gut. He doubled over with a grunt.I brought my knee up hard, catching him under the chin. Damien wobbled but stayed on his feet. As he reared back to throw another wild punch, fury sharpened my reflexes and I dodged it easily. I tackled him around the waist, driving him into a nearby table. He crashed into the plates and food scattered everywhere."

CHAPTER SIX

A deal with the playboy/Mercy Ashquill

ELLA'S POVI stood frozen, unable to tear my eyes away from the scene before me. Damien and Amelia, their bodies angled toward each other as she gently stroked his injured cheek.The same cheek he had shoved my hand away from earlier when I tried to tend to his bruises.This isn't fair.Why does she get to touch him so freely when he practically bit my head off for showing concern.My throat tightened as I watched Amelia Lean in close to whisper something in his ear. Something that made Damien grin that cocky, flirtatious smile that gives me butterflies.That's when Damien seemed to finally notice me standing there. His grin faded slightly as his eyes met mine. Then Amelia turned to follow his gaze, eyes landing on me with surprise, then cool assertment.Damien's jaw tightened. Then without a word,he stood up straight and walked away. Amelia cast a last glance in my direction and smiled before strolling off right behind him.I couldn't tear my eyes away as I watched them disappear, st

CHAPTER SEVEN

A deal with the playboy/Mercy Ashquill

ELLA'S POVI finally got home after the long day. All I wanted was to go to my room and collapse on my bed. But when I entered the house, I was surprised to see Mom sitting on the couch, flipping through a magazine."Mom? What are you doing home so early?" "What, I can't come home to my own house now?" She replied with a small chuckle.I laughed lightly. "No, of course you can. I just figured you'd still be at the salon." "I decided to close up early for once. With so few customers , it wasn't worth staying open. Figured I'd come home and relax a bit."I nodded, though I felt a bit worried. Business at the salon had been slow lately. It was our main source of income, since Dad left. I tried not to stress too much about it though. Mom always seemed bright, even when money was tight."Rough day?" she asked, patting the couch cushion next to her. I sank down with a sigh, letting my heavy backpack slide to the floor."Just long," I said, not wanting to get into the whole story. "Aw, my

CHAPTER EIGHT

A deal with the playboy/Mercy Ashquill

ELLA'S POV"Ella...Ella!" I could hear Susan's voice calling my name as I slowly regained consciousness. My eyes fluttered open and then quickly squeezed shut again at the harsh lights. "Oh thank god, you're awake!" Susan cried out.I forced my eyes open again, squinting against the brightness. Susan's worried face came into focus above me. I was lying on the cold tile floor. What happened? Then it all came crashing back - walking in on Damien with Amelia. The image flashed before my eyes and I groaned. Please let it have been a nightmare...But one glance to my right dashed that hope. There was Amelia, using her small crop top to cover her boobs.I shakily got to my feet, glaring daggers at her. Damien immediately stepped toward me looking concerned. "Thank god, you're awake!" Damien said in relief, moving toward me. I recoiled from him in disgust"You caused all this Ella, I fucking told you to come by at 7!"His audacity to be upset with me made my blood boil even hotter. I wa

CHAPTER NINE

A deal with the playboy/Mercy Ashquill

ELLA'S POV"What did you just say?"Trent just smiled lazily. "You heard correctly, princess. Come on, it'll be fun!"I stared at him in disbelief. "If I really heard your silly suggestion right, then you must have lost your mind!""Why not? We'd look damn good together and you know it," Trent wagged his eyebrows up and down.My eyes narrowed, irritation rising. The audacity of this guy, suggesting something so ridiculous! I should shut him down right now."Seems like you have nothing intelligent left to add to this conversation. I'm leaving!"I declared, spinning sharply on my heel. But I only made it a few feet before Trent's amused voice followed me."You'll be back in no time, Ella! And I'll be waiting right here."I paused mid-step, hands clenching. "Let's make a little wager on that, shall we?" Trent called out.I set my jaw and strode off without looking back. The nerve of him! As if I would ever come crawling back to him for help.I made my way to the bus stop, still fuming.

CHAPTER TEN

A deal with the playboy/Mercy Ashquill

ELLA'S POV"Trent seriously, you have to take me somewhere else! Anywhere my mom won't show up!""Oh stop your worrying, what are the odds she'll walk in right as we're there?" Trent scoffed. I scowled at him. "You don't know my mom's eating habits. Dinner rush is her favorite time to dine out!" To my immense frustration, Trent remained unmoved. "Sorry princess, but I'm hungry now and this is where I want to eat. You'll just have to risk it."Before I could object further, Trent swung sharply into the parking lot. I sank down in my seat, peering toward the salon, praying my mom wouldn't look out the window and spot me getting out of Trent's flashy vehicle. Luck seemed to be on my side as Trent found a spot in the back, far from view of the salon entrance. After cutting the engine, he turned to me with a wolfish grin. "Ready for our secret date?" "This is not a date!" I hissed. "This is a hostage situation!"Trent threw back his head with a loud laugh. "You say potato, I say hos

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