All Chapters of I'm in love with my gangster boyfriend: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

I’m sitting at lunch with Sadie and Presley, and I can feel the anger boiling up inside me again. I can't help it. Celeste—she’s driving me crazy. She didn’t even reply to my text, and now she’s disappearing with Nathan like nothing matters. After that little tumble at the library door, she just walked out with him, parading around like she's in some romantic drama.I know she’s doing this on purpose. Pretending to bump into him like it’s all so innocent. Please. Who does she think she’s fooling?I take a bite of my sandwich, but I can’t even taste it. The frustration is too much. “You know what? I’m sick of this,” I say, louder than I intended. I can feel people turning to look, but I don’t care. “Celeste is seriously acting like she’s replaced us. With Nathan of all people. And she’s doing it right in front of us. I mean, am I the only one seeing this?”Sadie

I’m reaching for a box of cereal when I feel it—his presence. It’s like a dark cloud suddenly hanging over me, and before I can even turn around, I know. Liam.My heart speeds up, anger bubbling beneath the surface. I’ve been dodging him for three days. Three days of avoiding texts, ignoring calls, pretending he doesn’t exist. I’m not ready to see him yet. But here he is, and there’s no way out.When I finally turn around, he’s walking straight toward me, and he looks pissed. His jaw is clenched, his eyes sharp with anger, but I don’t care. If he thinks I’m just going to let him walk up and act like he’s the one who should be mad, he’s got another thing coming.“Celeste,” he growls, his voice low and angry.I don’t even flinch. “What?”He doesn’t answer, not right away. Instead, he steps closer, way too close for comfort, and grabs me by the

I stare at my phone, fingers hovering over Nathan's name in my contacts. My brain is telling me to stop, that this is going to make everything messier, but my heart is pushing me forward. I don’t feel like sitting in my room and crying over Liam anymore. I’ve done enough of that. And my friends… they’re not an option right now. I can’t invite them.Before I can second-guess myself, I type out a quick message to Nathan:Hey, feel like hanging out? I could use the

Nathan's standing in my doorway, looking tense. It's not like him. Usually, he’s calm, doesn’t let much get to him. But tonight? His whole vibe’s off. I shut the door behind him and lean against the wall, waiting for him to speak.“What’s up?” I ask, though I can already sense it’s something serious. I just don’t know how deep it goes yet.He rubs a hand over his face, exhaling slowly. “We need to talk about Celeste.”My chest

I can’t breathe. My fingers fumble with the door handle as I push it open and step out of the car. The cold air hits me like a slap, and for a second, I just stand there, staring at the view. The concert lights below shimmer in the distance, but all I see is the mess my life has become. How did I get here? How did any of this become my reality?I hear Liam’s door slam behind me, and before I can take a full breath, he’s standing next to me, his presence overpowering. "Celeste," he starts, his voice hard but controlled, "I need to pick you up after school every day now. It's not safe."I whip around to face him, disbelief rushing through me like fire. "You think I’m going to be seen with you? At school? No way, Liam. Especially with Presley around."His jaw clenches at her name, and for a second, I see something flicker in his eyes—something like guilt. But it’s gone before I can figure it out. "This isn’t about Presley," he snaps, stepping closer. "It’s about ke