Spoiling The Billionaire’s Good Son

Renee’s POV

“Has anyone seen Shane? I’ve checked his room but he’s not in there”

We immediately pulled away like we were burning each other and I cursed under my breath, wishing Layla’s neck was in my hands. I’d strangle her. I fucking will. Maybe one day or night, whichever. Fuck!

“Have you checked outside?” Mrs. Grace asked. They were still in the dining room.

Shane cleared his throat and I turned to look at him. He looked all red and I watched him fidget nervously with his fingers. Damn, those fingers were so close. He was so fucking close.

“Get the fuck out of here” I groaned as I poured myself another glass of milk because I wasted the first one.

“I’m… I’m sorry… I … I shouldn’t have”

“Which part of ‘Get the fuck out’ did you not understand?” I asked and turned to glare at him. Fuck, I was boiling inside and that’s because I was deeply aroused. My body was still on fire and guess whose fault that is.

“I’m… I’m sorry” He muttered once again and scurried out of the kitchen.

Poor boy. He must be thinking I’m mad at him but no. I was mad because of the things he was doing to me without even laying his hands on me.

*

“Are you fucking blind?” Kendall asked irritably after bumping into Ashley. “Do you need extra eyes?”

“Yes, Kendall, I think you really do need extra eyes. Cause why the hell would you go around bumping into people and acting like it’s their fault?”

Just like me, Ashley was having a terrible hangover but hers was worse. I had to race down to the bathroom with her so she wouldn’t throw up on anyone or mess up the place.

“How dare you…” Kendall started and raised her hand to slap Ashley but I was quick to interject.

I held her hand in midair while she furrowed her brows and glared at me. She tried to withdraw her hand from my grip but I held her tight and firm.

“Let me go this instant!”

“What if I don’t?” I asked in return and smirked. Students began to gather around but I didn’t care. Someone needed to teach her and her fucking brother a lesson.This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Speaking of her brother, Kyle. I haven’t seen him since the incident at the bar. Not that I was planning to thank him for saving my ass or any of that shit. I had everything under control until he decided to play Hero of the Day.

But why was he there? What was he doing there and why did he ask me not to step foot there again? Did he know about the mafia too? Those were the things I couldn’t stop thinking about.

“I said- Let me go!!!” She yelled and kept struggling to escape my grip. When she failed, she looked up at me angrily. “Do you know who I am? Do you know who my brother is? He’s roast you alive if he finds out you laid your filthy hands on me”

I cringed and faked a scared look. “Is that right? I’m so scared. I’m so fucking scared, Ash, what do we do?”

“Yeah, that’s right. Now, let me go this instant!”

I looked at her for some time and chuckled. “You’re so fucking dumb not to realize that I’m not scared of you or your fucking minion of a brother”

Everyone gasped in shock and I knew why. Kendall and her evil twin were feared by everyone in the school and no one dared cross their path since they returned. But I was ready.

“But I’d tell you one thing, little girl. This school is so fucking big so stay away from my friends and me. If you get yourself on their way again, I’ll show you what being roasted feels like. Understood?”

***

After the little drama between Kendall and I, we left for our next class. Ashley couldn’t stop laughing and gushing about the modified look on Kendall’s face as we walked away.

She told me no one ever stood up to her when she started being a bitch in middle school and that went on till now. She was the queen of high school who loved to trample upon others and bully them but I think it’s about to end.

We got into the class and went straight to take our seats at the back. Yeah, that was our favorite spot and everyone knew that.

*

Kyle’s POV

I stood under the shower, enjoying the cold water that fell on my head and trailed down my body. My hands were no longer stained with blood but my knuckles still hurt from wrestling all day.

Turning off the shower, I grabbed a towel and tied it around my waist. I walked into the room and began dressing up. Kendall would be back home in a bit and Dad would be home with one of his girlfriends too. I had to leave before they got back.

Pretty strange but I hate being with my family, especially my dad. He called earlier today and wouldn’t stop asking why I haven’t stepped foot in school for some days now. I’m sure the moron of a Principal must’ve ratted me out. I’ll deal with him later. Right now, I have to leave before anyone gets back home.

After checking my phone, I grabbed my wallet and keys before walking out of my room.

I hate coming here. I hate being here. I hate the fact that we came back here. This is where our downfall began. We lost everything and I lost the person so precious to me, my mother.

As hard as I try to forget how it started, I can’t because it haunts my dreams, my entire being. We had a perfect life. My dad, my mum, and Kendall. We had every fucking thing but with a blink of an eye, everything vanished. We lost everything completely and were left with nothing, zilch, nada.

And that was caused by one fucking man.

“Hi, Kyle” Reah greeted, breaking into my jumbled-up thoughts. I turned to look at her and she smiled, walking closer. “It’s been so long”

“I was never here” I groaned and started walking away.

“You say that all the time but you’re always here”

True but what the fuck is she doing here? She’s supposed to be out with Dad and everyone else. And what did she mean when she said I’m always here? I only come back home when I need to pick up important things or rest for a while.

“The fuck do you want?”

“A lot, Kyle” She came closer and placed her manicured fingers on my chest. “You know I’ve been keeping your secrets for a very long time”

She trailed her fingers down my body and I glared at her. The hell is she playing at? When she didn’t get any reaction from me, she pulled closer, pressing her chest against mine.

“But you see, I don’t say a word to your dad about you coming back home. I keep my mouth shut, all the time and it can remain that way if you want.”

“Do whatever you want, Reah” I told her and tried to move away but she tightened her hold on me.

“I want you. I’ve always wanted you. Deep inside of me”

I stood fixed, staring down at her while she looked up at me. I felt disgusted and wanted to push her away. Just like the rest of my father’s girlfriends, she has been making advances. Trying to make me fuck her.

As I opened my mouth to order her out of my sight, I heard the cars drive in. Fuck, they’re back. I turned to glare at her and noticed she had moved away. I guess she knows what’s best for her.

“Go up to your room!” She whispered. “I won’t say a fucking word, go!”

But it was too late. Kendall had already walked into the house and was now glaring at Reah. Yeah, she hates them. She hates all my father’s girlfriends, despite how hard they try to please her.

“Kendall…”

“Kyle!!!” She yelled, cutting her off. She rushed and wrapped her arms around me in an embrace. “Where the fuck have you been? You’ve not been coming to school”

“Baby!” Reah squealed and went to hug my dad who had just walked in.

She kissed him and Kendall turned to look with disgust while I glared daggers at him. I fucking told him to keep his whøres off our sight.

“You’re not leaving, are you? You need to come to school tomorrow. There’s this bitch that laid her dirty hands on me. She needs to be taught a lesson”

“I need to speak with Kyle,” Dad said and tucked both hands inside his pocket. “Alone!”

“But…” Kendall started to protest.

“Now, Kendall. Go up to your room”

When everyone was gone and we were now alone, I took a step closer and folded my arms. He’s mad at me and I could list a few reasons why. I haven’t been picking up his calls and I haven’t been replying to his numerous messages. I haven’t been going to school and he doesn’t know my whereabouts.

But instead, he asked. “You fucked with Galante’s men”

“They were hurting a girl. It’s against the codes”

“It’s not against the code if the girl is wanted by Galante. Now, you’ve screwed our asses because we’ve gotta find the fucking girl”