Fake Dating the Bad Boy for Revenge novel Chapter 9

Chapter 9

SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW.

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The music was so loud it felt like the floor itself had a pulse, as it started thrumming up through my heels, and my bones, until it was inside me. Gold lights dripped from the ceiling in thick chains and ribbons, as the entire room smelled like champagne, cigarettes, weed, and the kind of trouble you couldn’t wash

off in the morning.

Lucien’s hand was still at the small of my back as we moved, with him guiding me forward through the crush of bodies. He didn’t look at anyone, but

everyone looked at him. That was the thing about Lucien Ravenscroft; you either watched him as he walked into the room or you pretended not to while

burning up with jealousy on the inside.

And tonight, I was on his arm as two things;

His fake girlfriend.

His public possession.

“You’re staring at me,” he murmured, leaning just close enough against the stairs as he pulled me close to him, removing any space between us so that his

lips brushed the shell of my ear.

?

It was deliberate, especially since everyone was still watching us; even though they pretended to be interested in something else as they tried to busy

themselves with something or someone else.

But I knew they were still watching and waiting for something that would point out that this was the fake relationship it was.

“Careful, scholarship girl. People might think you want me.” Lucien whispered in my ear. His warm, minty breath made me shiver internally, but I looked at

him like I was unfazed.

But I had a feeling he knew just how much he affected me.

I didn’t answer; mostly because if I opened my mouth in that moment, something dangerous might come out.

Like you wish. Or worse, ‘you’re right.

Because for some reason, probably his charm, and the way he was so seductive without even trying, I’d found myself drifting to him with one desire;

To have a taste of him.

We passed Roxanne at the bar. She was draped over Matt like a snake. The moment she saw us, a smug smile stretched itself on her lips, as her eyes narrowed in slits. Her lips curved when she saw me. It was slow and poisonous.

Next thing I knew, she turned to her band of bimbo girls, and she whispered something to them as they sat around her in dresses less flattering than hers.

It was like they made it their mission to make her always look better than them.

Whatever she said had them turn to look at me, and all of a sudden, their laughter sliced through the bass like knives. It felt like a pack of hyenas was laughing at a lion cub as they circled it, all ready to sink their fangs into its belly.

Seeing that, Lucien’s fingers tightened on my waist. “Ignore them.” He said, forcing my eyes to look back at him, and no longer on them.

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Chapter 9

Except ignoring them wasn’t an option.

In less than no time, Roxanne stood and made a show of clinking her glass and calling out over the music. “Everyone! Look, Sloane Bishop! Looking.” her eyes skimmed down my dress like she was searching for any flaws “-expensive. Who bought it for you?”

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The room seemed too still for a second as some of the guys made wincing noises in mock injury at me. All of a sudden, heads turned, and phones lifted as

everyone’s eyes fell on me. The music has stopped, and the room is quiet.

This was blood in the water, and Roxanne was smiling like a fucking shark.

Before I could react, Lucien stepped forward with his body between mine and every staring eye in the room, as he pulled me behind him in an act of protection so swift, it almost made me think this wasn’t fake anymore. His voice was hard as he stared at Roxanne with an angry expression.

He looked scary in that moment as he stared at her with what looked like so much hatred in his eyes, I almost got scared for her.

. “Careful, Roxanne. Jealousy’s an ugly color on you.”

Her lips parted. In shock as she stared at him. It seemed she never expected him to speak to her like that. “Jealous?” She paused as she stared behind him,

her eyes drifted in on me with condescension. “Of her?”

Lucien didn’t even blink. He responded immediately. “Of course. You couldn’t pull off that dress if you set it on fire and walked through the ashes.”

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FAKE DATING THE BAD BOY FOR REVENGE.