My Cruel Bullies Are Now My Loyal Puppies novel Chapter 8

In the days that followed, I moved through campus life like a fish in water.

I'd rest my chin on my hand during elective classes with Blake, playing with his fingers under the table, watching him stiffen all over despite his cold, controlled expression.

I'd meet him in empty lecture halls.

Push him into a chair.

Pull him by his collar, forcing his proud neck to arch as I kissed him.

With Declan, though he was unhappy about my "closeness" with the others, one sad look from me with the threat of impending tears would have him surrendering in frustration, saying he'd agree to anything if I just wouldn't cry.

In the darkness of movie theaters, I'd smile while holding his arm, whispering in his ear as if by accident.

Even after leaving the theater, his usually cocky face would remain flushed to the ears.

Who would have thought the campus bad boy, who changed girlfriends as often as his clothes, could be so innocent?

And after Ethan's German lessons ended, he extended them for much longer.

While teaching him special grammar points, I'd turn my head to meet the kiss he initiated.

I'd put up a token resistance before helplessly lowering my soft hands.

And so it continued.

Blake took me to a notary office, wanting to transfer an apartment to my name, asking if I'd like to move in with him after graduation.

Declan gave me his bank card, gruffly saying this way I could control him and keep him in line.

Ethan secretly paid me several times the tutoring fee, asking if I could spend more time with him, not leave his home so early every day.

Until the final week of the three months.

Amid the laughter and chatter of campus life, someone posted about me on the confession wall.

But the words weren't a declaration of love.

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