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All Chapters of MRS BAD AND MR INNOCENT : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5
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The first date
MRS BAD AND MR INNOCENT /Jane Frederick
The first date ..I sighed for what felt like the twentieth time as I stared at the girly dresses my maid, Amara, had brought into my room.I looked at her. Then at the clothes. Then back at her. And once again at the clothes.“So, you’re telling me my dad expects me to wear this on a date? A stupid pink gown? What am I, seventeen?!” I raised an eyebrow, my voice laced with disbelief.Amara shifted nervously. “Yes, ma’am. He said you must wear this and go to the date. He also instructed me to stay here until you’re dressed.”Oh, you’ve got to be f*cking kidding me. I would rather walk through the seven circles of hell than wear that. What did he take me for, fourteen?I crossed my arms. “Okay, you can go now. Don’t worry about me, I’m fine.”Amara hesitated. “Uhm, ma’am… he told me not to leave you alone under any circumstances.”I narrowed my eyes at her, giving her my most intimidating look. “Get out.”She barely lasted two seconds before she scurried out of the room like her life
Last Updated : 2025-04-14The talk
MRS BAD AND MR INNOCENT /Jane Frederick
I pushed the restaurant doors open with more force than necessary, my heels clicking against the marble floor as I stepped inside. I still couldn’t believe I was here. This whole thing was a joke.My eyes scanned the room, searching for my so-called husband-to-be, and there he was—sitting at the far end of the restaurant, eyes locked on me like I was some kind of ghost from his past.I tilted my head, studying him. Huh. He hadn’t changed much since high school, but at the same time, he had. The acne I used to tease him about? Gone. His face was smooth now, his features more refined. He’d filled out, too—not scrawny like before, though he still had those chubby cheeks that made him look younger than he was. And those big, round eyes? Still wide with that same look of disbelief, like he couldn’t believe I was standing here.The corner of my lips curled into a smirk. Oh, Aaron, don’t tell me you’re still scared of me.A spark of excitement shot through me. It had been a while since I’d t
Last Updated : 2025-04-14Once a bully, Always a bully
MRS BAD AND MR INNOCENT /Jane Frederick
"I can't do this," I muttered, standing upI was done. This was a mistake."Sit."Her voice was sharp, commanding. And just like that, I was back in high school—back to being the insecure kid she used to torment. That boy I thought I had buried years ago suddenly clawed his way to the surface, shrinking under her gaze.I had convinced myself that I had changed. That I had grown. That I had become someone who wouldn't be affected by Nessa Stevens anymore.But the way my body acted before my mind could stop it—the way I sank back into my seat, avoiding her eyes—told me otherwise.She smirked. I hated that smirk."Good boy," she said, leaning back. "Now, let’s talk business."I exhaled slowly, forcing my hands to stay still on the table. "Fine."She crossed her legs, taking her time as she studied me. "We’re getting married in two months. My father expects me to ‘get to know you,’ but honestly? I have better things to do. So here’s the deal."She leaned forward slightly. "We’ll put on a
Last Updated : 2025-04-14Drunk wifey
MRS BAD AND MR INNOCENT /Jane Frederick
“You have to be kidding me! No, this has to be a joke.”Sam practically choked on his laughter, gripping his beer like it was the only thing keeping him upright. We’ve been best friends since childhood—our parents were high school friends, and somehow, the friendship passed down to us like some sort of weird inheritance. Through every phase of life, Sam was the one person who never bailed on me, even when it meant getting bullied alongside me. Unlike me, though, Sam had the whole package: book smart, tall, muscular, and blessed with rich chocolate skin that made people do double takes.Meanwhile, I was… me.Even though we didn’t end up at the same college, we always found time to catch up. And right now? I needed this. I needed to vent, to process the complete circus that my life had become.“Nessa? Nessa Stevens?” Sam wheezed between laughs. “The high school demon? Bro, where’s the hidden camera? You cannot convince me this isn’t a prank!”I ran a frustrated hand through my hair, tak
Last Updated : 2025-04-14Drunk weirdo
MRS BAD AND MR INNOCENT /Jane Frederick
I parked in front of the club, music blasting so loud I could feel the bass in my chest. I pulled out my phone and called her, but it just rang and rang. No answer.I sighed. Of course.Bracing myself for whatever fresh hell awaited me inside, I pushed open the car door and stepped out. The entrance was surprisingly empty—no security, no bouncers—just an ominous glow of neon lights welcoming me into what was probably a terrible decision.Inside, the air was thick with sweat, alcohol, and desperation. Strippers twisted around poles, and a few scattered dancers swayed to the music, but the club was nowhere near as packed as I’d imagined. The second I stepped in, people stared. Some with amusement, others with disgust.I ignored them. My eyes scanned the room, but there was no sign of her.Then I spotted a door marked "VVIP SECTION" at the far end. No security there either. I pushed it open and peeked inside.And there she was.Sprawled in a red velvet chair, head tilted back, an empty b
Last Updated : 2025-04-14
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