All Chapters of His Possession {The Bad Boy Love}: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Elies navigated the bustling hallways with her usual determination to avoid unwanted attention. Her interactions with Damien had already painted a target on her back, and she wasn’t in the mood for any more drama. She kept her head down, clutching her books tightly, when a voice rang out behind her. “Elies! Wait up!” The familiar voice sent a ripple of surprise through her. Turning around, she saw Kayla approaching, her long hair bouncing with each step and a confident smile plastered across her face. Elies frowned. She and Kayla had never interacted beyond polite nods in passing, so this sudden attention was more than suspicious. “Hey,” Elies said cautiously, her tone neutral. Kayla’s smile widened. “I’ve been meaning to talk to you. Do you have a minute?” Elies glanced at the clock on the wall. She still had time before her next class, but every instinct told her to find an excuse and leave. Unfortunately, Kayla wasn’t someone you could easily brush off. “Sure, I guess,”

Elies sat in the back row of their chemistry class, trying to keep a low profile. She focused on her notebook, pretending to scribble notes while silently praying that Damien wouldn’t notice her. For the past week, his relentless teasing had left her frazzled, her emotions a tangled mess of irritation and... something else she didn’t want to name. But of course, her prayers went unanswered. From the corner of her eye, she saw Damien saunter into the room, his trademark smirk firmly in place. He scanned the seats until his gaze landed on her. Her stomach flipped, and she quickly looked down, hoping he’d change direction. No such luck. “Morning, sunshine,” he drawled, sliding into the seat next to hers. Elies didn’t even glance at him. “Don’t call me that.” “But it suits you,” he said, leaning closer. “You brighten my day.” She rolled her eyes, keeping her attention on her notebook. “You’re insufferable.” “Only for you.” The heat crept up her neck, and she pressed her

The school was buzzing with anticipation for the upcoming game. Posters covered every bulletin board, students practiced cheers in the hallways, and every conversation seemed to circle back to strategies and predictions. It was impossible to avoid the excitement, and Elies, as much as she tried, was caught in the middle of it all. She had barely sat down in the cafeteria with Jenna when Damien appeared, striding toward their table with the confidence of someone who believed the world revolved around him. His friends flanked him like loyal soldiers, but he didn’t seem to notice anyone else. His eyes were locked on Elies. “Elies,” Damien began, sliding into the seat next to her without waiting for an invitation, “you’re coming to the game on Saturday, right?” Elies sighed, taking a slow bite of her sandwich in a futile attempt to ignore him. “Why would I do that?” Damien grinned, leaning in closer. “Because it’s the event of the year. And because I’ll be on the field. Obviously,

The hallway was alive with chatter and footsteps, students bustling to and from classes, but Elies barely noticed the noise around her. She walked with purpose, her head down, hoping to stay invisible for once. It wasn’t that she feared anyone—it was more about avoiding unnecessary drama. Her thoughts, however, betrayed her calm exterior as they wandered to the one person who had occupied far too much of her mind lately: Damien. She sighed and turned the corner near the main lockers. Her attention was immediately captured by a familiar figure leaning casually against the row of lockers. Her steps faltered. There he was—Damien. The infamous smirk tugged at the corners of his lips, his arms crossed, exuding that effortless confidence he was so well-known for. Surrounding him was a small group of girls, each laughing a little too loudly, their eyes shining with the unmistakable look of infatuation. Elies slowed her pace, her stomach twisting uncomfortably. She told herself it wasn’

Elies was leaning against her locker, lost in thought as Janna approached with her usual cheerful energy."What's up? You look like you've just fought a war," Janna teased, tossing her bag over her shoulder.Elies sighed, running her fingers through her hair. "Just Damien being Damien. He’s really trying my patience."Before Janna could reply, a sharp, mocking laugh rang out, drawing their attention. Tiffany and her two minions, Mandy and Lucy, were striding toward them. The hallway suddenly felt heavier, the chatter of other students dimming as the trio closed the distance."Well, look who it is," Tiffany sneered, stopping a few feet from Elies and Janna. Her perfectly styled blonde hair bounced as she tilted her head, her lips curling into a smug smile."Let me guess," Janna said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "You’re here to give us the weather report? No? Then why are you wasting our time?"Tiffany ignored Janna, her cold gaze locking onto Elies. "I’ll make this simple for you,