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TRUSTING THE BAD BOY

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“Don’t you dare to test my patience Elena. I am not the patient one”, Damon threatened me and I glared him hard.

“Don’t poke your nose in my business, Damon. Whatever I am doing, it’s my life. Don’t try to rule my life”, I roared at him while looking him eye to eye. If he thought that he could take control of my life that he had to wake up now.

He took a step closer to me hovering my short height of 5’6”” by his 6’1””. His deep blue eyes bored straight into my deep see green eyes.

“Your life is my business, sweetheart and soon you will be mine”, he leaned a little till my level and I could see the determination in his eyes.

“Dream on, f**kboy”, I spat and then moved back to my way. There was no way that I could fall for him again. He broke my heart once and now I was not ready to get the second heart break.

“You are only mine Elena”, he yelled from behind but I didn’t give ear to his screams and moved forward in my way.

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FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL
  Elena’s P.O.V.   It was Monday again and I was in no mood of going to school today. I was having the best dream of my prince charming. Yeah… unlike other teenage girls, I fantasized about the prince charming from the fairytales. I believed that every girl had her own prince charming and mine would come soon in my life.     My alarm was ring loudly disturbing me in my dreams when I felt silence in the room. I smiled in my dreams holding the hands of my prince charming. I was not able to see his face yet but I assumed that he was handsome and of course charming. His smiles must be the killing one. He held me from my neck and pulled me closer to him. My heart was about to explode in my chest.     He leaned a little down as he was taller than me. He was going to kiss me today. I was doing a happy dance in my mind. Finally, I would get my kiss today. He was about to kiss me when someone smacked my butt so hard that I yelped in pain while jumping out of my sleep on my bed. I looked at the person angrily who smacked me so hard and instantly my all anger vanished in thin air.     My mother was standing in front of me resting her hands on her hips. She was glaring hard at me and I grinned. “Good morning, mom”, I greeted her while giving my best smile to her.     “If you can’t take off your alarm then why the hell you on it before sleep”, she gritted her teeth on me and I gave her an apologetic look. So, again I disturbed her sleep. I lower down my head and then apologized to her, “Sorry mom…. I will take care of it next time for sure”.     She huffed and then stormed out of the room while muttering something under her breath. I sat down on the bed while sighing aloud. My mother was a nurse and she was on the night shift now. She came back home around 6 in the morning and my alarm had disturbed her sleep. I didn't know about my father much. I only knew that my parents were high school lovers and were deeply in love. He left my mother when he came to know that my mom was pregnant with me, he left my mother without saying goodbye and after that, no one knew anything about his whereabouts. Though my grandparents took the responsibility and still they were paying attention to us, I didn't want to know about that man who was nothing but a sperm donor for me. I had an uncle from my father side and he also loved me like his daughter. He was not near to his a**hole brother who was unfortunately my father.     I sighed and then went to the bathroom.  I have 1 hour for my school. So, I lazily finished my business in the bathroom and then went out in the room. I picked out a pink crop top and paired it with blue ripped jeans. I took out my sneakers and wore them. Then I packed my bag with all the essential things that I needed in school. I took my phone and earphones and came out of the room. I went to the kitchen and looked at the old watch hanging in our living room.       I still had half an hour to get the bus to the school. So, I decided to prepare something for both me and my mother. I put down my bag on the dining table and then picked up things for making sandwiches. I prepared grilled cheese sandwiches for me and my mother. We both almost had the same taste and likings for food. I grabbed my shared and wrapped the rest for mom in foil.     I poured a glass of cold milk for myself and ate my breakfast while looking at the watch. I still had 10 minutes and that was enough for me. After finishing my breakfast, I picked my set of keys and then went out of the house. I was about to step down on the last step when my phone rang loudly making me dropped it immediately.     Somehow I managed to keep my phone in my hand. I guessed I needed to change my ring tone also. I saw the screen and smiled. I picked up the call and said aloud, “Hey bonnie baby…. Missing me so much?”   Bonnie was my cousin from my mother side and she lived in Manhattan. We were of same age and she was also in the last year of high school. We were close to each other and she always called me at the same time every day.     “O Elie….. I’m so in love with you”, she sang and then we both laughed. I reached the bus stand and saw a few students standing there while waiting for the bus.     “So…. Ready for the school on Monday”, her words made me frown. We both didn’t like going to school on Monday. According to her, one day for school is enough and authorities should think about this.     “You know, love …. How much I misssssss school”, I almost sang miss in a sarcastic tone. She laughed hard and I said to her, “I will call you after school, love. The bus has arrived”. I saw our buses approaching us and decided to hang up. We could video chat later.     “Okay…. By love”, she said to me and then hung up. We both were weird in some ways. We loved each other so much but not in any other way. She was a sister and a friend to me. Though we lived far from each other as I was in Queens, we called each other and shared our daily experiences with each other.     We all rode the bus and I sat down at my usual place near the window. I put my earphone on and started the songs. I loved music and dance. I wanted to be a choreographer in the future. Though my mother didn’t have so much money to put me in a professional academy of dance, I still dreamt of being a choreographer.     I came out of my dreams when the bus halts. I sighed and looked at the school signboard. Queens High… I sighed again and came down. There were students everywhere entering the school. The chattering, yelling and screaming of students could be witnessed and heard from the far. I had Literature as my first lecture. So, tightened the straps of my bag and then headed towards the main building of the school. The corridor was full of students right now. I cautiously passed the storm of the students and went to my locker. I opened the locker and put my bag and took out the books and other things that were required for the first and second period. I felt the nature call. I looked at the watch and I still had 10 minutes for my first period.   I hurriedly closed the locker and went towards the girl’s room. The corridor was silent here and sometimes I really scared of this kind of silence. What to do… I loved horror movies. I was about to reach to girl’s room when suddenly I heard a scream that startled me and made me stop in my way. I looked around. No one was there. I patted my chest before taking a further step when suddenly I saw a body coming towards me flying all the way while screaming aloud. I also started screaming and sat down on the floor immediately covering my head.    

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