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All Chapters of Ruining my Billionaire High School Bully : Chapter 21 - Chapter 24
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TWENTY-ONE
Ruining my Billionaire High School Bully /Autumnfever22
"Such a disgrace," I heard my stepmother hiss just as I entered the bathroom."I wish Harold could rewrite his will, that child doesn't deserve shit," she said as she slammed her fist into the table.Her condescending words meant nothing to me. She was a mistress who caused my parent's marriage to fall apart, she had no right to judge me.I relaxed into the large marble sink and examined my busted lip in the mirror. Harry was lucky to have landed that punch just as the security men restrained me. Those unfortunate fuckers would pay for interfering.I winced as my finger grazed the sore part of the injury. I grabbed the first aid box and wiped my injury with a wet towel.From the corner of my eye, I saw Madison’s small frame slip into the bathroom and lock the door behind her."Done sucking faces with your boyfriend?" I said coldly."Ethan, stop it," she frowned.I sighed and returned to fiddling with the dry cotton pads."Let me help you with that," Madison said softly as she snatched
Last Updated : 2025-01-23TWENTY-TWO
Ruining my Billionaire High School Bully /Autumnfever22
~MADISON~"Nothing, never mind," he said coldly.I knew something was wrong,I felt it the moment his body went stiff, his fingers stilling against my skin. The air shifted. The heat between us vanished like someone had flipped a switch.I frowned. "Ethan?"He looked away, distraught like he had done something bad.His jaw clenched, his eyes dark, unreadable. Then, without a word, he pulled my skirt down, smoothed it over my thighs like nothing had just happened between us, and stepped back.My heart dropped. "Ethan—"He turned and walked out of the bathroom. Just like that.I sat there, legs still parted, breath uneven, skin flushed and tingling from where his hands had been. My head spun. What the hell just happened?Frustration bubbled up inside me. He wanted me. I knew he wanted me. So why did he stop?I jumped off the sink, yanked my panties back into place, and stormed out after him.I walked out of the bathroom to find Mrs. King standing in front of the bathroom door.Her lips
Last Updated : 2025-02-01TWENTY-THREE
Ruining my Billionaire High School Bully /Autumnfever22
The restaurant was breathtaking.It was one of those places you only saw in movies with high ceilings with sparkling chandeliers, elegant candlelit tables and floor-to-ceiling windows that showcased the glittering lights of the city .The scent of freshly baked bread and expensive wine filled the air, making my stomach growl in anticipation.I took a deep breath and walked up to the receptionist, a tall woman with sleek blonde hair and an expression so cold she could probably freeze water."Bonsoir, madame. Do you have a reservation?" she asked in a clipped tone, her French accent thick and refined.I hesitated. Reservation? Ethan never mentioned a reservation."Uh…" I cleared my throat. "I’m here to meet someone—Ethan King."Her eyes flickered with recognition, but her expression didn’t soften. Instead, she arched her perfectly sculpted brow."I'm sorry, madame, but without a reservation, I cannot let you in."I blinked. "What?"Did Ethan seriously invite me here and not put my name
Last Updated : 2025-02-21TWENTY-FOUR
Ruining my Billionaire High School Bully /Autumnfever22
The cool Paris air brushed against my skin as we stepped out of the restaurant. I was still in a daze from everything that had happened, the proposal and the way Ethan had looked at me like I was the only woman in the world.I clutched his arm as we walked toward the car but instead of heading straight to the hotel, Ethan asked the driver to make a quick stop.“I want to show you something,” he said, his voice low and mysterious.I raised a brow. “What is it?”“You’ll see.”With that, he led me through the cobbled streets, past glowing streetlamps and small cafés where people still lingered over glasses of wine and tea. The night felt alive, buzzing with laughter, music and the scent of fresh pastries from the local bakeries.After a few minutes of walking, the street opened up into a bustling night market. Rows of vendors lined the sidewalks, their stalls glowing under the warm light of hanging lanterns. The air was thick with the scent of spices, grilled meats, and something sweet I
Last Updated : 2025-02-21
