Cocky Bully: The Enemies to Lovers Romance Box Set

by Bella King

  “Do you need some tissues?” I asked when we got to the room, looking around for them.

  Trent shook his head. “I’m fine,” he answered, his voice a bit raspy.

  “Do you want to just go to bed?” I asked, trying to be polite. I wasn’t sleepy yet, but he might be after his visit to the hospital.

  He shook his head again and sat down on the bed, sinking into the soft mattress. I sat down beside him, gently placing my hand on top of his and waiting for him to speak.

  “I’m sorry about Angela,” he said.

  “I’m sorry about your brother. Angela isn’t important right now,” I replied, wondering why he was bringing her up again.

  Trent looked forward to the blank TV screen in front of us. “She tried to hide the letters from my brother,” he said, sniffing softly.

  “What a bitch,” I said, sympathizing with him.

  “She was,” he said with a weak chuckle. “She was awful. I don’t know why I dated her at all.”

  “Probably because you didn’t have me,” I said, only half-joking.

  He laughed at that. “We two do look kind of similar,” he noted.

  “I was going to say that, but I thought you wouldn’t see it,” I said. “She’s like me but worse.”

  He shrugged. “I don’t know, Samantha. You’re pretty terrible too,” he said, his sense of humor returning.

  I smacked his thigh. “I’m a saint compared to you.”

  “True,” he replied. “I don’t really deserve you.”

  “Don’t say that,” I scolded. “I never imagined that I would find someone like you. You’re special. I believe that.” I meant the words that I spoke to him. Even though we had a rough beginning, I saw something in him that made it worth the struggle.

  Trent finally looked at me and smiled. “You’re the special one. Thank you for coming to the hospital with me. We may have missed my brother, but fuck if we didn’t try.”

  “I’m sorry we didn’t make it in time,” I said.

  “Don’t be. He’s in a better place now. Besides, I think it’s for the best. We made a promise to each other years ago when we parted ways,” Trent explained. “It might sound stupid, but we told each other that if one of us died from all this gang shit, the other one would have to give up that life and go straight. I guess I know what I have to do now.”

  “He was doing the same stuff as you?” I asked. I hadn’t wanted to pry into why he had died, but now I was curious. It didn’t sound like it was from natural causes.

  Trent nodded. “He was worse, actually. I got caught robbing. He was on some next level shit, smuggling guns and stuff like that. He was shot, but the bullet didn’t kill him until a while later. It’s crazy to think that he was sitting there in the hospital bed, knowing that he was going to die. It wasn’t like he was in a coma or something. That motherfucker was still conscious and writing me letters.”

  “Wow,” I said, shaking my head. “That’s rough.”

  “Yeah, but I know what I have to do now. It’s not fun and games anymore. This stuff is dangerous.”

  I thought about my father and everything that he had done. When I got out, I was going to tell him how much I cared about him. I was lucky that he hadn’t met the same fate as Trent’s brother, with all the illegal things he had been involved with.

  “I’m going to make this right. He didn’t die in vain,” Trent said.

  “So, you’re not going to be with the Killers anymore?” I asked, hopeful.

  “I guess not,” he replied.

  I laughed. “Good, because it’s a stupid name for a gang anyway. Who thought of that?”

  He laughed with me. “Jesus, I was the one who thought of it. You don’t like it?”

  “No,” I said flatly.

  “Well, you won’t have to hear about it anymore. I’m going to leave them, but I’m sure they’ll want to stay together anyway.”

  “As long as they leave me alone. Your members were kind of creepy.”

  Trent nodded. “I know. Plus, Angus and I have unsettled business. I’d like to make things right with him before I leave Bayside.”

  “He never did get back to me about the black market stuff,” I said, rubbing my chin thoughtfully.

  “Yeah, because you’re with me. He knows that, and he’s not going to get within fifty feet of you or I’ll break his goddamn neck,” Trent replied, his voice growing louder.

  I patted his leg. “Calm down. You’re supposed to be a nice guy now, aren’t you?”

  “Something like that,” he replied.

  “Then relax. You probably need to get some rest tonight. It’s been a rough day for you,” I suggested.

  “You’re right. Do you want to join me in the shower? We’ll save water that way,” he said with a playful grin.

  It sounded like he wanted to do a lot more than just shower, but I wasn’t going to say no. After the night we spent together at the cabin, I had been craving more of him. Anything that brought me closer to him was a good thing. I wanted more.

  We slipped into the bathroom, eager to get naked in front of each other again. I wasn’t as shy as we used to be. One night at the lake was enough to make me feel comfortable being exposed to Trent. Plus, I knew what I was going to get out of it this time, so it made me more eager to get undressed.

  Even with everything that was going on, we couldn’t keep our hands off each other now that we had some privacy. Trent still wanted to take a shower, but I was too busy feeling across his muscular body to care much about getting clean. Eventually, he managed to coax me into joining him in the shower.

  The water was hot. That was a huge change from what I was used to at school. I immediately pushed him aside so that I could get more of it, forgetting about my wishes to have him fuck my brains out.

  “Oh, now you want to shower?” Trent said, laughing and shaking his head while I melted beneath the hot stream of water.

  I nodded, grabbing a bar of cheap soap and rubbing it over my breasts. “Are you going to help me?” I asked with an inviting grin.

  Trent licked his lips and came toward me, his cock rising in the steam as he reached for my breasts. He played with them in the shower, letting them slip around in his hands without pretending to care about cleaning them.

  I grabbed his cock while he played with my breasts, leaning deeper into the water as I felt the hot flesh in my hand. I was going to enjoy him right here in the heat of the water. I already felt myself growing wet, and he seemed eager to get inside of me to enjoy my earthly pleasures once more.

  I let the soap slip out of my hand. “Oops, I guess I dropped the soap,” I teased, bending over in the water.

  Trent took the hint and pushed his cock against my slippery hole, testing to see if he could enter. I pushed against him, letting the cock slide into my tight wetness. He groaned as I worked my pussy over his shaft, stretching it tight over his cock.

  I wanted it to last longer this time, but there was little I could do to draw it out. Trent was too powerful, and quickly took control of my movements, clapping his hips against my ass as he pumped his cock in my pussy. I came twice during this, and he finished by blowing his load over my back.

  Finally, I stood up, my body too hot from the water and sex combined and rinsed the semen off my back. Trent watched me with nothing but love in his eyes as I got cleaned up and stepped out of the shower to let him finish. I had been hogging all the water before, and he hadn’t gotten the chance to properly bathe.

  I wrapped a warm white towel around my breasts and stepped out into the bedroom, leaving Trent to finish while I jumped under the covers completely naked and waited for him. I had a feeling that there would be a lot more lovemaking tonight, and I wanted to be ready for it.

  Maybe, after all, things were going to be okay.

  Chapter 20

  Trent locked the door behind us as we reentered the school from the sewage system on the basement floor bathroom. It had been a long night, and Trent hadn’t slept well
. He kept tossing and turning all night. Even I couldn’t sleep with the way he was moving, despite the bed being the most comfortable one I had slept on all year.

  “Where should I put the key?” Trent asked, dangling it in front of me.

  I snatched it out of his hand. “You’re getting rid of it, right?” I asked.

  He looked offended. “Yeah, but I was going to.”

  “I don’t trust you,” I said, meaning the words that I said. Knowing him, he would be sneaking out again just to smuggle things in and out of the school. How could he resist the temptation of a tunnel straight into the city from here? I wasn’t going to risk letting him get into trouble again.

  “You can trust me. I’m going to flush it down the toilet,” he said, trying to grab at the key.

  I put my hand behind my back, stepping away. “I want to watch you do it.”

  “I’ll be in the men’s bathroom,” he argued. “You can’t watch.”

  I laughed. “Because you’re not going to flush it. I’m doing this for both of us,” I said before sprinting away from him.

  “Where are you going?” He shouted as I lunged down the hallway toward the nearest bathroom.

  I heard his footsteps behind me, but he was too far back to catch up to me. Besides, I was going into the women’s bathroom, and I hoped he would at least hesitate at the doorway. Knowing him, though, he wouldn’t, so I had to be quick. I was going to flush the key and see it disappear with my own eyes. There would be no more trouble for Trent.

  I hooked my hand over the doorway and swung myself into the bathroom, nearly knocking over Lisa on the way in. Her eyes widened when she saw me. “Samantha! I was just about to give up on you. Where have you been?”

  “I’ll explain later,” I yelped, maneuvering around her and dashing into an empty stall as Trent came in behind me.

  I heard Lisa yelling at Trent to get out of the lady’s room while I dropped the key into the toilet. With a switch push of the handle, the key was sucked into the pipe, never to be seen again. It was gone.

  Trent joined me in the bathroom stall, his eyes wide as I stood smugly next to the toilet. “You flushed it,” he said, stating the obvious.

  “Yes, I did,” I said proudly, crossing my arms.

  He squinted at me. “Are you sure you did, or did you just pretend to?”

  “No, I really did,” I said, holding my hands up and flipping them over so that he could see I wasn’t still holding it.

  A smirk spread across his face. “Well, I’m going to have to search you just to make sure,” he said, suddenly lurching out and grabbing me by the waist.

  I shrieked and giggled as he ran his hands over my legs and ass, squeezing me while he pretended to search me for the flushed key.

  Our brief moment of fun was interrupted by Lisa at the doorway. “Please leave,” she said, pointing Trent to the exit.

  “Jeez, no need to be such a stiff,” Trent said, standing up straight and removing his hands from me.

  “I have business here,” Lisa replied, crossing her arms and pursing her thin lips.

  I pointed at her. “Do you have my plan B?” I asked.

  Lisa nodded, and Trent perked up but didn’t say anything.

  I pulled a twenty-dollar bill from the stack that was in my jacket pocket and handed it to her. “It’s a bit late, but I’ll take it.”

  Lisa nodded, taking the bill and removing a white box from her back pocket, tossing it into my hands. “Wear a condom next time, honey.”

  Trent shook his head. “Piss off.”

  Lisa shot him a nasty look but left the stall.

  “Let’s go,” I said, taking Trent by the hand and pulling him out. The last thing I wanted was for him to get in trouble for hanging out in the women’s bathroom. Besides, we had to get to class. I was sure that after missing so many, they would notice, and we’d get in trouble. The detention excuse only worked so many times before they started checking the records.

  I threw the plan B pill into my mouth and swallowed it without water. I doubted that I would get pregnant from one night with Trent, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

  Chapter 21

  “I have a surprise for you,” Trent said, rubbing a tattooed hand over his chin with a mischievous grin.

  I was on my way down the stairs of our apartment. After we graduated from Bayside Academy, Trent managed to get a job at a factory, while I worked at a pizza joint. It wasn’t glamorous, but it would only be temporary until we started college together.

  “A surprise? Should I be worried?” I asked in a joking tone as I came to the bottom of the stairs.

  “I guess that depends on how much you like your dad,” he said, clasping hand around the handle of the front door and pulling it open.

  I jerked my head back as the morning sun came flooding into the apartment, nearly blinding against my sleepy eyes. What was more dazzling, though, was the man who stepped through the doorway. It was my father.

  Was I still dreaming? I rubbed my eyes and looked at him in shock as he chuckled. “What the fuck?” I exclaimed, looking from him to Trent, then back at him.

  They both laughed.

  “The lawyer found a loophole. I’m out,” my father said, opening his arms as wide as the smile on his face was.

  I felt tears coming to my eyes, and I ran toward him, burying my head into his chest so that he couldn’t see that I was already sobbing. After everything I had been through, I never imagined that I would be seeing my father this soon. I had accepted his fate while I spent my time locked up at Bayside. Maybe I had been too quick to do so.

  “Don’t you ever leave me again,” I said, looking up at his chestnut-brown eyes.

  He shook his head. “Never, Samantha. I’m sorry about everything that I did.”

  “No,” I said, holding a hand against his chest and feeling his quick heartbeat, “Don’t be.” I looked over at Trent. “I wouldn’t have found him if I hadn’t been locked up.”

  My father looked at Trent and shook a finger at him. “You better keep this one out of trouble.”

  “Yes sir,” Trent replied with a curt nod. He was surprisingly polite to my father for a man with questionable morals, but I doubted he wanted to cross a mafia boss.

  I almost couldn’t believe that I was seeing my father again, but if this was a dream, I didn’t want to wake up from it. After my mother died, after my father was sent to prison, after Bayside Academy, and after everything that Trent and I had been through together, I needed this. I needed the light to shine in my life again, and it was.

  My father broke from my embrace and stepped back. “I think we should all celebrate,” he said.

  Trent nodded. “I think so too. I’m hungry.”

  “You’re always hungry,” I said to him with a laugh.

  My father laughed with me. “There’s a place open close by if you two want to get breakfast with me. I haven’t eaten a solid meal since they threw me in a cell with a bunch of crooks.”

  I smiled. “Yes, I would like that.”

  Trent took my hand, and we all walked out of the apartment, together once again. I felt whole, something I hadn’t expected to happen so soon. This was the way things should be.

  The End.

  Depraved Kings

  A Dark Reverse Harem Bully Romance

  Introduction

  The scars etched deep into my stomach formed a word that I would have to carry with me forever.

  Wh***.

  I came in innocent.

  But I left guilty.

  I had a taste for the dark side, but slipping over the line was what got me here in the first place.

  I was mistakenly locked up at a boarding school for delinquents.

  I wasn’t going to last a second there if I didn’t toughen up.

  Then came initiation.

  There were four of them, and there was only one of me.

  After that, nothing was the same.

  How could it be after those four men g
ained my trust?

  Now I was in their powerful hands, and they had plans for me.

  I wasn’t safe.

  And I feared I never would be safe again.

  Chapter 1

  These boys weren’t bullies, they were monsters disguised as students. They ran amok in a boarding school for young adults who would probably go on to spend the majority of their lives in prison. This was the place where the worst of the worst ended up, and then there was me.

  I wasn’t one of them. I had never been. Landing in here was the worst thing that could have happened to me, but life can be cruel and unfair. The justice system seemed to think that I needed a lot of reform after my arrest six months ago with my lunatic ex-boyfriend. None of it had been my fault, but the stars were aligned against me, and I ended up getting the book thrown at me. I thought I had been lucky to end up here instead of jail, but lord was I wrong.

  My ex-boyfriend had kidnapped me, beaten me, and left me for dead, only for the police to pick me up off the side of the road on gang-related charges that had nothing to do with me. Apparently, being associated with the bad boys puts you in the spotlight as well. What a pity. I could have gotten away from all that if I had tried a little harder.

  My parents had done their best to keep me out of jail, but despite their best efforts and a whole lot of money that they didn’t have, I ended up somewhere much worse. You would think that a boarding school wouldn’t have been nearly as bad as a concrete cell, but you would be wrong. This place was a nightmare, and one that would be lasting for the remainder of the year until I graduated.

  This boarding school was home to hardened criminals, petty thieves, and everyone in between. Any man or woman over the age of 18 who hadn’t finished high school was here, wrapping up the worst years of their life so that they could move onto the civilized world. Some of them, however, probably would end up straight in jail after this. I was determined to be different.