Will Castle be able to resist the school's playgirl whom he has to tutor?
Holly Versace never took anything serious in life. But when her grades go down and her position as the cheerleading captain is threatened, she needs to find a tutor to help h...
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| 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐜𝐞 |
"Hope you're working for that grade." Jules reminds me while I make my way towards the door.
I only give her a salute before walking out of the class.
Someone slides up beside me and it's easy to tell who it is without looking because of the scent of perfume that immediately wafts my nose.
Riley blows a bubblegum from her mouth, letting it pop, before pulling it back into her mouth. "Guess what the bitch said about you."
I raise an eyebrow. "I bet it's something about my nose again."
"She called you a fatherfucker."
I stop in my tracks.
"What?" I furrow my eyebrows.
She gives me a wide-eyed nod.
I frown. "Why would she say that?"
"One, because everyone knows by now that you're living alone with your dad. Two, you didn't come to the party, so people assumed it's because you want to spend some time with your 'daddy'. Three..." She shrugs. "Well, your dad's hot."
"Riley!"
"Okay! Okay!"
A look of utter disgust comes on my face.
Does that bitch, Maddy, really think that low of me?
My dad would never, in his entire life, lay a finger on me. He would slit his wrists before even thinking about touching me in the wrong way.
I don't wanna even imagine how he would feel if he got to know the things these people are involving him in. A shudder goes through my body, imagining the look of horror and sadness on his face.
"We need to put a stop to that bitch ASAP." I declare, narrowing my eyes.
A cat-like grin spreads over Riley's face. "Tell me what do you need."
At the same moment, I notice the tall figure passing by behind me. I whirl around to see the back of Castle's body, gliding through the crowd.
My interest piques and I can't help but stare at him. It's interesting how he always seems to be lost in his world, overcrowded thoughts looming in his eyes.
Apparently, I'm not the only one staring at him.
Riley slings her elbow on my shoulder, following Castle's every move.
My body momentarily tenses.
"He sure is a looker." She comments, tilting her head towards me.
