Fake Dating the Bad Boy for Revenge novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.

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My eyes widen at the sight of chaos in the school’s parking lot as Lucien’s car pus up. The frenzy of reporters with their flashing cameras, their mixed, rushed voices, as they fell over their words, and the way their cameras captured everything in the school.

The world suddenly became too small, as my chest constricted again, and my breathing became too heavy. I clenched my palms into fists and hit my lower lip, as tension racked my body whole. The sight of the judges being interviewed made me swallow, as I watched the press do their job

It might have been a daily routine to them, but all I could hear was the harsh themp of my heart as I stared at them.

I swallowed the saliva in my mouth as I clutched the car’s handle tightly. My neres spiked again, my earlier bravado from Lucien’s pep talk disappeared

into thin air, as the familiar chill ran up my spine.

Before I could even think about anything else, a reporter pointed at Lucien’s car, making the rest of them stop what they were doing and focus on it. All of a sudden, they swarmed the car in droves, their cameras sticking out as they rushed to the car. I suddenly felt smaller and tried to bury myself in the sest.

But I couldn’t hide, not even as Lucien locked the doors immediately and fixed them with a harsh stare.

“What the fuck is wrong with these people?” He said, grabbing my hand, as he pulled his phone out with his other hand. He punched in a number, and next thing I knew, he was spitting out orders to whoever was on the other end.

“I don’t think I have to fucking teach you to put these people in order.” His jaw was tight as he spoke harshly. “If they’re not cleared away in the next five to ten minutes, this debate will not hold. At least for as long as I’m a fucking Ravenscroft. Do I have to call my grandmother, or will you fucking get to

work?”

He hung up before anything else and pulled me closer to him.

Next thing I know, he pulls me from my seat and over the console, placing me in his lap, and holding me close. “It’s gonna be okay, baby.” He whispers Va my ears, breathing my scent in as he rubs my body.

With a contented sigh, I close my eyes, relishing in his warmth, as my heart rate lows to a normal beat. I try to imagine this day going well, and not becoming the disaster I feared it would become.

“Feeling better?” He asks, breaking my chain of thoughts.

I hum in response, wrapping my arms around him tighter, so I don’t escape his comforting warmth.

“It’s gonna be okay. He repeats, and for some reason, even though my mind screams at me that it will be the complete opposite, 1 saule in ressure

“You want to sleep, don’t you?” He asked, jolting me

“Yeah I respond, smiling sheepishly as I look up at him. He returns it with a gine yaute, caressing my face selthy, and says, “Go abed, the tax.

“No, the debate should start in a few minutes. I should be inside

“Ho, go to sleep. They’ll be here waiting for you regardless of how long it takes for you awake

He responds, and before I could say anything else, my exhaustion catches up wife, palling me into a deep sleep.

After some time, I rouse from my slumber to see that we’re still in the car, and in’s at haven’t once let me

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FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE.