All Chapters of Exclusive to the bad boy : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Chapter 22: Someone is following me Lyric Spencer POV Ever since that incident, I hadn’t bumped into or contacted Gavin Hawkins, nor had I heard from my uncle. I guessed he was in hiding for whatever we did to Alessio. Alessio had been in a coma since the incident, and his men were after my uncle. Still, I couldn’t help but wonder if Gavin was alright. He might have had the wrong motives, but he still saved my life. During my break, I stood at the café, sharing a cupcake and fruit juice with one of my coworkers when Iris walked in. She was with a guy I had never seen in town before. They took a seat near the window and were chatty. Could he be her new boyfriend? Well, it didn’t matter what she did with her life. Once again, I thought about asking her about Gavin, so I went over to their table. “Hi, Lyric!” she waved at me, while the guy next to her tipped his chin in greeting. “We’ve already ordered, sorry,” she said, gesturing to the table. I took

Chapter 24: Lyric, see of your boyfriend LYRIC Spencer POV Panic set in as the man bore down on me. I scrambled to escape, but my feet betrayed me, sending me tumbling to the ground. The man towered over me, then slowly crouched, his helmet coming off to reveal a face that filled my field of vision. I stared at Gavin, my mind racing with questions. Why was he here at my house? "Are you okay?" Gavin inquired, concern thick in his voice as he extended his arm towards me. I nodded, still trying to process everything that was happening. My eyes followed Gavin’s gaze, which was directed at the mystery man. Even in the light, I could not make out his face, as he had it covered with a cloth. For a moment, everything seemed to stop. In an instant, Gavin pulled me up by my arm and secured me beside him. We watched the man, waiting for him to make a move. "Stop following her. If you have a problem with someone, it’s me. Stay away from Lyric." Gavin’s voice was

Chapter 26: Gavin Hawkins' POV I held Iris tightly for a few moments longer, her small frame trembling against me. Her pain—raw, unfiltered—bore into me like shards of broken glass. I wanted to fix it. I wanted to fix her. But I also knew that some wounds couldn’t be patched up overnight. When she finally pulled away, her eyes were red and swollen, and her hands trembled as she wiped the tears from her cheeks. “I don’t know what to do, Gavin,” she whispered, her voice cracking. “Every time I think I can move on, it’s like he’s there. He’s everywhere. I see him in my mind, laughing, smiling... and then I see her. Them. Together.” I leaned forward, resting my elbows on my knees. “You don’t have to figure it all out tonight, Iris. One step at a time. Breathe. Focus on yourself.” “Focus on myself?” she said with a bitter laugh, shaking her head. “How do I do that when I feel like I’m falling apart?” “You’re not falling apart,” I said firmly. “You’re stronger t

Chapter 28 : Be my boyfriend GAVIN HAWKINS POV I sat on the edge of my bed, the room dimly lit by the pale morning light seeping through the curtains. My knuckles throbbed, raw and bruised. I’d cleaned them last night, but they still looked bad. The memory of Lyric’s expression lingered in my mind—the confusion in her eyes, the way her gaze darted to my hands. It made me feel something I couldn’t quite name. Guilt? Embarrassment? Or maybe… regret. I ran a hand through my hair, frustrated. I didn’t regret punching Aaron. He deserved it. But I hated that Lyric saw me like that—angry, volatile, and reckless. There was a knock at the door. I glanced up, half-expecting it to be Iris. But when I opened the door, it was a woman I’d never seen before. She was beautiful, with green eyes and brown hair. However, her hair wasn’t the same shade as Lyric’s. Neither were her eyes. For some reason, I felt disappointed. Pushing her glasses up the bridge of her nose,

# Chapter 30: You're Invited **Gavin Hawkins POV** Lyric saw me kissing Keira. Why did that bother me so much? Was she hurt? That night, I followed Lyric home, this time in the shadows. Neither Aaron nor Wren were going to accompany her, so I did. I lingered downstairs after she went in, checking the area for Alessio's men. They were not going to bother her again; I had already fixed things. Still, I was worried. Later, I got on my bike and rode off. When I reached home, my phone, which I had 'forgotten' on the kitchen counter, alerted me as several texts came in. From Iris, Keira, the coach, and him. I had not expected him to text me so early. **Him:** Merry Christmas in advance. I stared at the text skeptically for longer than I should have. He had never wished me anything, not even on my birthday. What was happening? --- The next day, I lay in bed as the sound of birds chirping rang nearby. There was a knock at the door. Feeli