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62. Never to be erased.
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My Badboy Knight 63. When you talk like that.
NATEI blink awake to the crack lights of sunset oranges and purples trailing through the window blinds into Tasha's room, the rays washing over our barely covered bodies nestled halfway under the bedsheets. As I pull the sheets up, Tasha stirs beside me, still asleep, and all the memories flood back to me in a sweet, mind-blowing rush.I remember every single kiss, every single moan of my name on her lips, the warmth of her fingers tracing through my scar, the way her eyes locked into mine as I made love to her, the ecstasy that filled me when she unraveled before me, with her body wrapped perfectly around me, taking me down into the throes of pleasure with her. . . . . .I feel my cock twitch between my thighs, but I inhale a deep breath to calm myself.Fuck.She is my sweetest addiction.Tasha is lying on her side, her face turned to me, one side of her cheeks buried in the pillow. She is breathtakingly beautiful. Like a goddess. My goddess. The rays of the sunset sprinkle on her f
My Badboy Knight 64. Damn, I am bursted.
NATEWhen I arrive home, I park my motorcycle in the garage and begin to walk towards the house. The moment I step inside, the thick aroma of grilled steak fills my nostrils.I halt in my tracks, still sniffing the air. We seldom have steak dinner in this house, but there is only one gothic girl in the entire Adams family who is crazy in love and married to steak. There is no way—"And the rebel king is back!" A familiar chirpy voice shrieks behind me, and I jump back in shock just the same time I snap around to see my sister Cathy flicking her tongue over her teeth in that familiar smirky smile of hers that just fucking screams mischief. "Oh my God Cath!" I clutch my hand to my chest. "Were you trying to kill me?"She smirks harder. "You know I can't afford to be the only child dude."I drop my bag on the sofa near me. "When the hell did you get back?""This evening." She suddenly unfolds her arms from her chest and takes a step towards me, sniffing my clothes. "Something is off wit
My Badboy Knight 65. Spread over my shoulders.
TASHAClass periods of the day blur past in a flash, but not too fast for me not to notice that Diane is nowhere to be found in school.The victim of the rumor ravaging around school now is Diane. She did not come to school today. And no matter how hard I tried to shut myself off from the thought, I kept finding myself thinking a lot about the reason why.Everyone knows the reason why.She obviously did not come to school because of the news circulating around school about her doing drugs.Drugs. I still want to know how and why she immersed herself into drugs. And the bruises…..Gosh. I just can't shake off the urge to question everything. It is like a persistent ringing bell echoing inside my head."Baby, I want to tell you something," Nate whispers into my ear, jolting my senses back to reality. I grab my History textbook from my open locker.His warm breath on my ear is ticklish. I manage to hide my blush a bit as I turn around, facing him. "What is it?""So, uhm. . . ." He pauses,
My Badboy Knight 66. Torn apart.
TASHAI breathe in a couple more times before finally landing a few knocks on the door of Diane's family mansion. I could not bring myself to succumb to the urge to not check up on her since she did not come to school.I just couldn't.I hear faint voices coming from inside the house and decide to wait a bit for Mrs Margaret the housekeeper or one of the maids to come open the door.Footsteps echo towards the door, and finally, the door is pulled back open. I am met with the sparkling gray eyes of Mrs Margaret Stevenson and her ever charming smile. She is the housekeeper of the Brandon family. Always cheerful, organized, with an eager spring always in her steps.What I love the most about Mrs Margaret is her selflessness. To be honest, she is Diane's second mother. The mother that is always available and has actually been there for Diane always, and sometimes, for me too."Hi darling," she nearly squeals, and I fall into her arms in a tight embrace."Hi Mrs Margaret." I inhale the swee
My Badboy Knight 67. My only best friend.
TASHADamn it.I feel like hugging her pain away, but I know she still has more to say. And I let her.She wipes her cheeks. "Everything I did to match up with you never worked. My grades. My body. Nothing worked. I became so bitter and so resentful. I hated myself. And you." She sniffs. "But then, one day, Jason glanced my way. The way he looked at me made me feel…...important. Seen. Desired. Like I could finally have something of yours to myself."I watch her as she sighs out deeply, more tears forming in her eyes. "Jason and I started hanging out behind your back. It was all fun and games, until it wasn't anymore. I felt…..I felt like he loved me. Maybe not as much as I thought he loved you, but I thought he at least felt something for me. And I felt that was enough. For me."A tear drops onto her cheek. She does not bother wiping it away. "After that day you caught us, I felt….powerful. When Jason announced to the whole school that he was breaking up with you, I fucking felt victo
My Badboy Knight 68. Nice to finally meet you.
TASHAFinally it is Friday evening, and I could not be more prepared. I am already dressed up and standing in front of my mirror, checking out my outfit and minimal makeup.My excitement of getting to meet Nate's sister and mum is coupled with a little bit of anxiety and restlessness. Since the day Nate invited me to the family dinner this week, I have been dying so hard to attend.But now, I feel a little bit tensed. Maybe it is because I am just meeting them for the first time.Relax Tasha, it is just going to be like an easy jolly walk in the park.Done applying my perfume and some finishing touches to my facial makeup, I grab my purse and strap the golden chain sling on my shoulder. Just as I turn off my bedroom lights, my phone pings with a message from Nate.Nate: I am outside.Me: On my way.I click send.After exiting my room, I shut the door.___________I reach outside the house, meeting Nate standing in front of the terrace with a bunch of flowers and a box of chocolates in
My Badboy Knight 69. Your dad is back.
TASHAIt is nice to finally meet you.My muscles relax, instant relief coursing through me. Those seven sweet words might be the best words I have heard today.Cathy pushes the glass of wine into Nate's reluctant palm and grabs my hand. "Follow me. My mum is dying to meet you."Nate scoffs as he follows us behind. "Sounds more like you are the one who has been dying for ages to meet her."Cathy snaps back a glare at her brother before turning to me with a scowl. "Your boyfriend can be a serious pain in the ass.""I heard that." Nate retorts. I nip down the insides of my mouth to prevent myself from laughing.We finally reach the dinner table, and I am suddenly struck hard by the charming beauty of the woman coming out of the kitchen with a silver tray containing a medium sized chocolate fudge cake.Cathy looks a lot like her in every way. The resemblance is striking, but also confirms the truth that Nate does not take much after this woman. His mum. The giant family portrait picture
My Badboy Knight 70. I feel so fucking powerful
NATEFuck.Tension bubbles inside me like hot lava, rushing through my veins and spreading all over my entire body at the ferocious scrutinizing eyes of my father on Tasha.I can't believe he is back. Tonight of all fucking nights.I slip my fingers into Tasha's hand under the table, trying to calm myself with the distraction of the softness and warmth of her fingers entwined with mine. She tightens her grip on my hand. I can feel her unease, but her face wears a calm expression that contradicts the storm swirling in her eyes as she continues staring at my father.I sense her uneasiness relaxing a bit second by second."Good evening sir." She manages to flash a small, composed smile at my father, her smooth voice breaking the choking silence in the air.My father does not respond. Damn him. He simply walks over to his spot at the head of the table and sits like the king he is, his scornful eyes never leaving Tasha all the while.My belly churns hard at the intensity. My blood begins t
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