《The Badboy Is My Bully |✔️》6°
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My eyes widen in fear as his fury filled eyes settled on my bruises. I quickly lift my hand to block the bruised spot from his eyes. But it only seemed to fuel his anger more, his rage filled eyes now glared into mine.
It took awhile to realize that he was now towering over me with his 6'1 form over my 5'1. I crane my neck to look at him. His face was settled in displeasure now a few inches from my own.
" I'm going to ask this only once again, who did this to you? " He said slowly as if talking to a child who didn't have understanding. His eyes now turned accusing as I didn't answer.
This seemed to fuel my own anger. I stepped back a little to create space between. It seems that I can't think straight when I'm near him.
Like you care!
" I think you know well who did this to me so don't pretend you don't know!" I said harshly shocking the both of us.
He staggered back at my words not expecting the harshness in my voice. My words must've redden him speechless, his now blue orbs were filled bewilderment.
I cleared my throat to ease the tension that was settling in between us. He finally regained his composer and mumbled something incoherent.
"Well aren't you going to let me in or not because I have somewhere else to be." I lied through my teeth, hoping he'll take the hint and drop the subject.
He sighed before nodding "come in "and moved out of the way to let me in.
I gave him a skeptical look before entering his penthouse. The scent of peppermint was prominent in the air making inside smell lovely.
I looked at the white plain walls, they were barely covered with any interior designs. Everything was plain, a huge contrast to the owner who was anything but.
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I felt Asher side step me to walk ahead. He was heading to some stairs that looked like they went on for ages and disappeared behind two huge walls.
" Come with me." He muttered walking away
I followed him up, holding the clean glass railings to steady myself. He looked back at me once to make sure I was following until we reached a huge wooden door with a sign DO NOT ENTER.
Asher opened it and ushered me to enter inside. With a skeptical look I entered slowly. My stomach settled with unease when I realized it was his room.
I could tell by the bag and shoes that were settled by his bed in a messy way. There were posters of models who were barely clothed on his grey walls.
Clothes were scattered on his desk in a pile and I was tempted to clean up for him. I can't help it I'm a clean freak.
Did he bring me up here to rape then kill me?
He closed the door with a bang which startled me. I walked backwards and collided with his broad body. The collision had us both stumbling until I righted myself and turned around to face him.
" What's wrong?"he asked his brows knitted in confusion
" I'm really sorry for answering you the way I did, please don't rape and kill me it'll never happen again!" I rushed out while panicking. My hands were raised up in front of me as a protective barrier
I'm to young to die, I haven't even kissed a guy yet.
His blue eyes looked back at me dumbfounded before he burst out laughing while clutching his stomach.
What is he laughing at, am I that ridiculous?
" you..haha..you thought I would touch you out of all people?" He laughed while trying to catch his breath. Tears were leaking out at the corner of his eyes.
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When he stopped having his laughing fit, he got serious, his face barely held an emotion as he looked at me
" I rather die than ever look at you like that. You're not pretty and I'm sure you would be a boring lay anyway. And I'm not a fucking rapist" He said in a bored voice, giving me a once over he turned around and headed for his bed.
His words hurt me more than it should and I scold myself silently for it. His damp hair plastered on his forehead as he lied back on his huge king size bed.It must've annoyed him because he moved the soft looking strands back.
" Whatever lets just do the project." I muttered embarrassed and looked around his messy room
He turned his head slightly to look at me before diverting his attention back to the white ceiling.
" About the project...you're the one who is going to do it alone , I'm to busy for this shit." He said and took out his phone to scroll over it.
" But what was the point of me coming here?" I asked him in exaggeration. I was beyond mad right now, I was seething in fact. If only I knew it would of been pointless to come here I would of stayed in my room.
"Well to supervise you duh, so you wouldn't mess up and not put my name on the paper." He answered with an eyeroll still scrolling at something that seemed to interest him on the phone.
At a lost for words I just stared at him shocked. He raised an eyebrow while looking expectantly at me. What was he expecting? A thank you for your consideration? He pointed at the desk that was beside his unmade bed then looked at me and gestured me to go there.
" You can do the project here." He stated and got up in a sitting position
I sighed and walked towards the long wooden desk that was filled with scrunched up papers and dirty tissues. I picked up one of the dirty tissue and held it between my index and thumb. I looked at Asher in disgust and flew it at him.
He looked at me with a menacing glare before rolling his eyes in annoyance. He got off the bed and walked towards me and looked at the desk. With an irritated sigh he threw all the dirty stuff with one hand.
"Happy now?" He asked me
I nodded before sitting down on one of the chairs that were available. I removed the sling bag that was on my shoulder and placed it on the desk. Rummaging through the items that were in the bag I was suddenly aware of the presence that was looming over my small body.
I froze not knowing what to do as I felt the hairs on my neck stand up. Ashers's head was a breath away from my exposed neck and my nerves prickled as he got closer.
His breathing was rough against my ear and I gulped when my stomach clenched. He tucked some of my strands behind my ears making me shiver at the contact. I turned my head to face his only to be startled at our close proximity. It felt like his face was getting closer and I did nothing to stop it until I felt the soft brush of his lips on mine.
" Asher baby!!" Shelly screeched while slamming the front door closed
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