Fake Dating The Bad Boy For Revenge. 18+ novel Chapter 171

Chapter 171

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.

It felt like my heart had stopped as I stared at his phone screen with a horrified expression. All I could feel was a searing feeling of hopelessness at the sight of the video that could very well ruin my life because of the hands that controlled it.

If anyone else sees this…. I’ll be ruined.

My dad, Seraphina, Lucien… everyone will be ruined because I was too reckless.

Guilt settles in the deepest part of my stomach, as bile rises in the back of my throat. How would Dad react to this? The sight of him being disappointed did not sit well with me, and all of a sudden, the desire to get swallowed by the ground beneath my feet gripped me.

I wanted to run away and hide. My earlier bravado had vanished in thin air because of this, and honestly, I don’t think I want to provoke the drunk and high

bastard with my entire life in his hands.

“Do you have any idea how many times I’ve watched this ever since it fell into my hands?” He drawled low beside my ear, the feel of his disgustingly warm tongue licked at the spot beneath my earlobe, making me shiver in fear, disgust, and the realisation that we were alone in here. His hands drifted beneath my school skirt slowly, adding even more to my disgust, as my lips trembled from the force of my withheld tears.

I didn’t want him to see me cry….he wouldn’t get that chance.

“Stop.” I whimpered, and anger at myself struck me, because I didn’t want to sound so pathetic in front of him, I didn’t want to sound so…weak.

“No, you’re officially mine anyway, since you’re gonna break up with Lucien, arent you?” He drawled again, before groaning as he buried his face into my

neck.

I whimpered as the force of my withheld tears grew stronger. I couldn’t hold back any longer.

“You haven’t answered my question, Sloane.” He stopped and said, his voice much lower and sounding even more dangerous. I whimpered as his grip on my arms grew tighter, to the point that I was so sure that it would draw blood. His other hand had left my inner thighs, thankfully.

“You’re hurting me.” I whimpered as his hold got even harsher, making me tremble weakly in his arms. “Kilian, it hurts!” I groaned as my legs wobbled, almost making me fall against him from the pain.

“It’s what you get for not fucking answering me.” He said, and I swear to fuck, his eyes got even darker, the smell of the alcohol and heroin grew even stronger against my face, as he pushed his face against mine.

“Killian! Ahh!” I screamed as he slammed my back against my car door, the feel it almost bruising.

“Answer the question, Sloane.” His smile was menacing and wicked, almost like enjoyed the sight of me like this, trembling and in pain before him. “Will you break up with him?” He said, but before I could respond, his eyes shone with something even more evil as he said, “You know what?

We can go to where he is right now, and you’ll dump him in front of the whole shool, and kiss me, so everyone knows who you belong to. And then, Roxanne can finally have Lucien, and everything will be perfect again. Understoo

He smiled expectantly, and my hands shook from the force of my anger, as I fout against the pain in my upper arms, my fear, and let my hatred for him be my fuel.

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