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A deal with the playboy CHAPTER TWENTY- FIVE
ELLA'S POV"I'm afraid I didn't actually witness anything improper," I said evenly as all eyes turned to me. "Susan didn't seem to be doing anything concerning or strange from what I could see."Mrs comfort's mouth dropped wide open with shock, clearly she had been expecting something from me which I failed to say. But with all due respect ma, I can't spill what you want. Just forgive me."Well then Susan, what can you tell us about your appearance in the staff lounge that day."Principal Stevens turned his gaze to Susan who still couldn't meet anyone's eyes. "Why exactly were you present there?" he demanded sharply.Susan paled, clearly unsure how to respond. Thinking fast, I cut in."Actually sir, you didn't ask what I was doing in the staff lounge either. I was also present, remember?"Principal Stevens looked mildly surprised but nodded. "Very well, what was your purpose for being there, Miss Thompson?"I wracked my brain wildly. "Mrs. Lakin had asked me to drop off some stacks o
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER TWENTY- SIX
TRENT'S POV "Shit!" I shouted, kicking at the ground. The ball had bounced away from the hoop again - the fifth time I missed an easy shot.This damn thing wouldn't leave my head. Gnawing on my concentration and hijacking my mind at the worst possible times."Trent, my office now! Everyone else can head back," Coach called out.I trudged over as my teammates dispersed, seeing Damien flash me a sheepish half-smile before leaving. Coach waited with arms crossed as I entered his office. "What the hell was that out on the court?" "Sorry Coach, I was a bit distracted," I muttered, avoiding his fiery gaze."You really need to stop worrying about everything else if you want to continue being on my team," Coach said, his voice taking on an almost pleading tone now. "I know how talented you are, Trent. But how are you going to cope with these distractions?" "I'm sorry Coach.""Sorry isn't the issue - I need to see changes!" he barked.With a curt nod, I turned and left his office feeling l
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER TWENTY- SEVEN
ELLA'S POVI was almost forced to go check what was taking so long. It had already been over an hour but Susan still hadn't arrived at our meeting spot. I tapped my foot repeatedly, pacing back and forth down the empty street. What if something went wrong?As I was about to pull out my phone and dial Susan, I caught sight of her blonde hair in the distance as she rushed towards me. Susan was breathing heavily when she reached me."Finally! What took you so long? Did you give Enzo the money?" I demanded.She paused, gulping down deep breaths, her chest rising and falling with each inhale and exhale."Yes? What did that scumbag say?" I pressed impatiently.Susan held up a hand to stall my avalanche of questions. "Calm down, Ella. Yes, I gave him the cash...but then he asked for even more," she sighed.My eyes narrowed dangerously. "Well too bad for him, because after tonight he's not getting another cent."Susan straightened up, looking more determined now. "I actually overheard his call
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
TRENT'S POV"Liam, can I borrow one of your dad's cars tonight?" Liam gave me a skeptical look. "What's wrong with your car, dude?"I shifted on my feet, avoiding his eyes. "It just got some issues come up suddenly.""Issues?" Liam raised an eyebrow. "You literally just fixed your car up last week. How's it already busted again?"I shrugged, trying to act casual. "I dunno man, bad luck I guess. Can you please just let me borrow it for tonight?"Liam frowned then sighed. "If my dad finds out I let you take his car, you know we'll both be screwed right?""I'll take the heat, don't worry about it," I assured. "Just need it for a quick errand."After a moment's hesitation, Liam turned and pulled a set of keys from a drawer. "Here's the one for the red range over. Just please don't scratch it up or anything."I clapped Liam on the back as I pocketed the keys. "Thanks bud, I seriously owe you one. I'll get it back to you ASAP."I hurried out, mind racing ever since Ella's odd request for m
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER TWENTY- NINE
ELLA'S POV"Crap, it's already 6:40am!"I checked the time in panic, realizing I now had barely an hour left to get dressed, review some key topics, and mentally prepare before the pivotal math test.Of course my alarm chose today of all days to fail me. My head was pounding and eyes so heavy from the stress and adrenaline of last night's failed confrontation with Enzo, but I refused to let exhaustion stop me from studying.I quickly grabbed some medication from my drawer and took a couple pills, willing the medication to kick in and relieve my throbbing head. By 7:20am, I had powered through the remaining review material.Tossing the empty pill pack aside, I jumped out of bed now feeling clear headed. I threw the black mask and clothes I'd worn last night in a crumpled heap on the floor. As much as I wanted to dwell on how terrible it went, I had to focus all my mental energy on acing this test now.Each day brought a new battle, and for today, earning the class presidency title took
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER THIRTY
ELLA'S POV I did the one thing my fuzzy brain could think of in that moment - I started falling down, pretending to faint. But before I could hit the floor, Trent's arm shot out and caught me, his hand wrapping around my waist.I looked up to see his face swimming before me, four eyes, no three... Ugh, stupid Nytol pills. Can't you just let me pretend to collapse in peace after refusing to help me out here?Trent leaned down, his breath tickling my ear in a way that made me shiver as he whispered. "Don't tell me this is your genius method of thinking he'll let you out of here? We don't have to go to such extremes, dear."Before I could respond, he straightened up again, lifting me along with him. Trent turned to Mr. Hayes, a cocky grin on his face that I knew all too well."Sir, you're really going to deny this student the chance to take urgent medication?" He challenged, while I swayed unsteadily on my feet, the classroom spinning around me."If she gets seriously ill because you re
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
ELLA'S POV "Ella, please tell me it wasn't you that told him!""Come on, you know I would never betray your trust like that!" I said earnestly. Shooting a glare at Trent, I added "If I wanted to tell anyone about this mess, the last person would be this arrogant jerk over here."Trent cleared his throat loudly. "Uh, said arrogant jerk is still standing right here, ladies."Susan and I both turned to him, exclaiming in unison "Shut up, Trent!"He held up his hands in mock surrender, a smirk still playing on his lips. "Sorry, but I gotta defend myself here too, did you really expect me to fork over a ton of cash without taking precautions to know what it's actually funding?"He gestured to himself arrogantly. "After all, it is my hard-earned money we're talking about."Susan sighed, a bitter edge to her voice. "This is exactly why I warned Ella not to get you involved! Now you know about my..." She trailed off, unable to bring herself to finish the sentence. "Look Susan, I know you're
A deal with the playboy CHAPTER THIRTY- TWO
ELLA'S POV"For the last time Trent, stop touching my things!"Trent was now sprawled across my bedroom floor, rummaging through my belongings. His mouth was smeared with the bright pink gloss I had carefully tried to manage while applying it this morning. God, what kind of stupid trouble had I gotten myself into? All because of the money I borrowed from him that ultimately changed nothing.He picked up another of my crop tops, stained fingers grasping at the fabric as he tried yet again to pull it on over his head. I grabbed it back before he could stretch the delicate material."You really need to stop pawing at my stuff, Trent!" I snapped, my voice going hoarse from yelling. He merely flashed an unapologetic grin my way. "And why the hell did you have to choose my bedroom out of all rooms to crash in. You couldn't stay with Liam or Connor instead? Or one of your new basketball buddies?"Trent flopped comfortably onto my pillows, head nestled cozily on Mr. Snuggles, my cherished ch
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