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I pretended to jerk back in a panic and quickly turned to look at the doorway–there stood Renzo.
Without hesitation, he stormed over, grabbed my wrist, and yanked me behind him, shielding me with his body.
“Bro,” he said coldly, “Susie is my girlfriend.”
Only then did I notice–he was holding a strawberry–flavored cupcake in his hand too.
I instantly tugged at his sleeve, flustered.
“I’m so sorry, Renzo,” I said in a rush, my voice trembling. “I thought he was you. I thought…“}
As I spoke, my eyes flicked to the half–eaten cupcake sitting off to the side, the one Rocco had brought. It was already unwrapped.
The more I explained, the more ashamed I felt. I dropped my gaze, head down, my face filled with guilt.”
“Don’t blame her,” Rocco spoke up, his tone detached. He shot me a glance before adding, “She just fed me a bit of strawberry jam, that’s all.“2
Renzo pressed his lips into a tight line. After a second, his expression softened a little.
“Alright,” he muttered. “I overreacted.“}
As soon as Rocco walked out, Renzo turned without missing a beat, strode to the trash can, and tossed the cupcake his brother had bought straight in.2
Then he spun back toward me, shoved me gently against the wall, and leaned in close.
“From now on,” he warned, his voice low and possessive, “don’t eat anything my brother gives you. If you do, I’ll get jealous.“}]
nearly laughed out loud.
This man was the one who planned for me to sleep with his brother. He set it up.
‘And now he’s acting all territorial, like some overprotective lover?‘}
“Who’s he trying to fool?‘2
‘Besides, wasn’t he in bed with Ciara just last night?’
‘Where the hell did this stupid possessiveness even come from?‘}
But I kept those thoughts to myself and forced a gentle, obedient smile.
“O… Okay,” I murmured, nodding sweetly.
He stared at me for a long moment, clearly caught up in the act. Maybe he thought I looked extra cute like that, all docile and compliant- because suddenly, he leaned down, trying to kiss me.”
I could only clench my fist. Ever since I found out how much of an asshole he really was, every time he got near me, I felt physically sick.”
And this time was no different.}
The nausea hit hard.”
I slapped a hand over my mouth and dashed straight to the bathroom, barely making it before I gagged.”
Honestly, I thought he’d be pissed.}
But to my surprise, when I came back out, he was in a weirdly good mood. He gently pulled me down beside him, acting all thoughtful. “Still not feeling well?” he asked, tucking my hair behind my ear.
I caught the gleam in his eyes–the kind of excitement that made my stomach twist
I almost laughed.
He was so desperate, he’d forgotten something as basic as human biology.§
“I’m fine,” I said quickly, faking a sheepish smile. “It’s probably just my stomach acting up.”}
He seemed to catch on. His face fell a little, and he looked at me in disappointment.
“Wait,” he said. “Your ovulation date is around the seventh, right?“}
I pretended not to understand and nodded. “Mm–hmm.“}
Then I added with a warning smile, “I’m telling you now–I’m still in college. I’m not planning on having kids anytime soon.“}
But instead of backing off, he held my hand tighter, pressing it between his palms, his voice low and firm.}
“Mm. But if something does happen, if there’s an accident… it’d be best if you keep it.“}
He was always like this–pushy, controlling, never giving me a chance to say no.
Just like back when he first started pursuing me.}
I hadn’t wanted to agree to date him at all. But then, his people grabbed me and dragged me to the rooftop. They said if I didn’t say yes, they’d throw me off.
And I knew they weren’t bluffing.
After all, the entire school had been funded by his family. If I died, they’d just say I jumped. At most, they’d pay my parents a bit of hush money.%
To him, that wouldn’t even count as spare change.
But to me… it would’ve been the end of everything.”
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So I had no choice. I leaned into him, played my part, and asked softly, “If I did get pregnant, would you marry me?”
He blinked, caught off guard for a second–but then quickly nodded.
“Of course,” he answered. “I’d marry you. You’re the only one I’d ever marry.”
And he meant it.
He really would marry me.”
But he wouldn’t be able to let it go. He’d never forgive me. He’d bury all that rage and resentment deep inside and take it out on me, day after day.
‘Too bad. This time around, I’m not going to give him the chance.”
Later that night, it felt like he was in a rush to prove something to me.”
I had just come out of the shower, still drying my hair, when he suddenly pushed me down on the bed.
His body was already burning hot, breath coming hard, eyes wild with need.§
“Susie,” he whispered hoarsely, “let’s make love again. You tell me if I am better tonight or last night, hm?“}
My heart instantly clenched tight in my chest.
