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CHAPTER SIXTY SEVEN
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A deal with the playboy CHAPTER SIXTY EIGHT
ELLA'S POV"Such a bitch," one of Amelia's girls spat, her voice cutting straight through me.I raised my head slowly and Trent's gaze met mine. I searched for a look of support- of understanding, but his expression was utterly unreadable before he finally looked away. A knot formed in my throat as humiliation burned through me.My legs suddenly felt like jelly, threatening to give way beneath me. I had to get out of there. Now.Pushing back from my desk, I half-stumbled, half-ran towards the classroom door on wobbly legs. As soon as I burst through into the hallway, a firm hand gripped my arm, pulling me up short."Trent, you really don't have to—" I whirled around, the plea dying on my lips when I found myself staring into Ryan's concerned eyes instead of Trent's."Why are you following me?" I demanded, trying to tug my arm free from his grasp. "We just met each other for Christ's sake. You can't possibly care what's going on."Ryan's brow furrowed as he held firm. "I don't get you,
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER SIXTY NINE
TRENT'S POVWHAT!!The post hit me to the gut, rubbing me of my breath. What the hell? Could this be some sick joke? I whipped my head towards Damien, eyes narrowing as realization began to set in.Damien was the one who had initially shown me the picture of Ella and the guy. But he couldn't possibly be stupid enough to actually post and spread it publicly like this...right? As much of an asshole as Damien could be, I trusted that he would never want Ella's image dragged through the mud to this extent.Slowly, my gaze shifted over to where Ella sat frozen. My heart clenched painfully at the look of despair on her face. She appeared hollow, all the light drained from her eyes. In that moment, every instinct screamed at me to surge forward, to wrap her up in my arms and shield her from the judgmental stares and whispers surrounding us. But just as quickly, the image of the guy cupping her cheek flashed across my mind's eye, causing doubt to surge through me. Why did they seem so close
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER SEVENTY
ELLA'S POV"I know what you're thinking," Ryan said, cutting through my thoughts as we walked down the street together.I glanced over at him. "What's that?""You're probably wondering if what I said about falling for you is actually true," he stated. "I did that to save you from the mess."I felt my cheeks warm slightly but held his gaze. "The thought had crossed my mind, yes. But either way, I'm grateful you stepped in to help me like that."Ryan waved a dismissive hand. "Anyway, enough about that. We've got more important things to focus on now - like you starting your new job."I blinked at the abrupt subject change. "You're really going to hold me to that, huh?""Why not?" He grinned. "It'll be the perfect distraction from all the drama. Plus, I'm curious to see this other side of the mysterious Ella."I rolled my eyes as we made our way to the restaurant's entrance. Taking a deep, steadying breath, I pulled open the door and we stepped inside.Instantly, the clattering sounds an
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER SEVENTY ONE
ELLA'S POVTrent's gaze remained fixed on me as the tension-thick silence stretched between us. Finally, he spoke in a low tone."I followed you here." His stare drifted down to my uniform dress, raking over me slowly before returning to my face. "Don't tell me you actually work at this place now?"I bristled slightly at his tone but met his stare. "Yes, I do work here. Is that a problem?"He simply stared at me, seeming to weigh his response. Then he gave a slight shake of his head. "No, no problem. It's just...I need to talk to you, Ella. Privately.""Well, you can put that on hold," Ryan's voice rang out as he joined us, positioning himself half in front of me shielding me from Trent. "Ella's in the middle of training with me right now. Official business."Trent's jaw tightened before he reached into his back pocket and slapped some bills down on a nearby table with a loud smack. "Fine, then I'll order the wagyu steak - premium cut, aged thirty days. And a bottle of your finest cab
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER SEVENTY TWO
ELLA'S POVI stared around my childhood bedroom, feeling a heaviness settle over me. Boxes were scattered everywhere, half-filled with my belongings tossed inside. This was really happening - we were leaving this place behind."Ella?" Mom's voice drifted in from the doorway. "Are you almost done packing up in there?"Letting out a weary sigh, I turned to see her hovering in the door, wringing her hands anxiously. Our eyes met and I immediately looked away, Unable to hold her gaze for long these days.An uncomfortable silence stretched between us until she finally spoke up again. "We could really use your help getting the rest of the kitchen boxed up. He'll be here any minute from now.""Yeah, I'll be out in a minute," I mumbled, grabbing an armful of clothes and dumping them into one of the open boxes. Mom hesitated briefly before retreating back down the hallway.Once she was gone, I sank down on the edge of my bed, burying my face in my hands? How had things become such a mess so qu
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER SEVENTY THREE
ELLA'S POV"That two-faced little snake." Susan blurted out as soon as I told her what Trent had revealed about Lucinda.Her eyes flashed with anger. "I never trusted that girl in the first place. It was just so weird how she started befriending you suddenly after hating you forever."I sighed heavily, raking a hand through my hair. As much as hearing the 'I told you so' grated on me, Susan had a point. "Well, I haven't gotten the full truth from Lucinda herself yet. For now, I have other matters to focus on."Like how the hell I'm going to keep living here with Amelia without wanting to kick her snotty face in every five minutes.Susan must have sensed where my mind had drifted because her expression softened. "I'm so sorry, Ella. Everything is just so fucked up for you right now." She reached over to give my hand a squeeze."You're telling me," I muttered darkly. My jaw tightened as I recalled the hushed conversation I'd overheard between Amelia and her father the other night. "Wha
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER SEVENTY FOUR
ELLA'S POVI pushed open the classroom door, the dull roar of chatter instantly washing over me. Frowning slightly, I made my way to my usual desk, weaving through the clusters of gossiping students."Did you hear the latest news about Amelia?" A group of girls near the front turned towards the source of the new voice, eyes widening eagerly."No, what is it?" another chimed in.The first girl leaned in. "I heard her dad and Ella's mom are getting married! Can you believe that?" Then another girl let out a loud scoff."Yeah, well apparently Ella's mom was just another homewrecker who intentionally threw herself at him. I heard she's even pregnant with his kid now - probably why they have to get married in the first place."My hands clenched into fists at my sides as I fought the urge to spin around and set them straight."God, what a trashy slut," a third girl declared with a shake of her head. "I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree when it comes to Ella and her mother."T
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER SEVENTY FIVE
ELLA'S POV"Mom, they are hiding something from us."She sighed deeply. "Ella, you've been saying this for the past few minutes and I keep asking why do you think so?""I overheard them talking last night," I pressed on urgently. "About keeping a secret from me and you.""Okay, okay," Mom held up a hand. "So what exactly are they hiding then?"I hesitated, realizing I didn't have the full context either. "I don't really know all the details," I admitted slowly. "But it has to do with the reason Amelia's mom left them years ago.""So how does the reason she left matter to me?" Mom shook her head. "Daniel said she simply fell out of love with him. That's all there is to it.""Mom, according to what I heard..." I took a deep breath. "It sounded like there was something dangerous that happened before she left. Amelia mentioned something about not wanting you to find out 'about that' if we got married into their family.""She reached over to grasp my hands. "Ella, I know everything is so o
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