Raising my hand I slapped Reece across his extremely sexy face. Hard.
Well at least that was what I was attempting to do. A strong hand grasped my wrist midair, preventing me from doing so.
Without warning I was slammed back-first against the bathroom wall, shivers traveling through my body as Reece leaned in close and whispered huskily.
"Now that wasn't very nice, princess."
Surprising him and myself, I whispered back, "Oh but I'm not nice, Mr. Badboy. Don't you know?"
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Reece Chase, Northward High's notorious bad boy and not to mention biggest player, is a nothing more than a jerk. A conceited jerk. An arrogant, conceited jerk. He has girls falling at his feet left, right and centre with his deviously good looks, razor sharp jawline, drool worthy muscles, gorgeous green eyes, straight nose and delicious lips which are almost always pulled into his signature sexy smirk. No girl has ever been able to resist him but one.
Her name is Naomi Williams.
Naomi Williams is one of the most popular girls at Northward High, but unlike the cliché slutty bullies in books, she's actually nice. Well that is- nice to everyone expect conceited, arrogant and cocky jerks like Mr Bad Boy himself. Naomi has boys lusting after her with her long toned legs, tanned flawless skin, dark brown hair, full lips, pretty hazel eyes and breathtaking smile.
But will happen when the bad boy himself, Reece Chase, gets played by the popular girl in front of the whole school. Will he hate her or will he try even harder to make her his ?
Follow Naomi on this drama filled adventure full of hate, laughter, hot steamy moments and maybe even a little love.
As the saying goes: There's a fine line between love and hate.
Welcome to Playing Mr Badboy.
Warning: This story contains some coarse language and some sexual scenes. You have been warned. Read at your own risk.
Thanks so much @Mira_lissa for the amazing cover!❤️
She looks up at me, taking a step forward and smiling slightly, "How can I ever get hurt when I have you here to protect me?"
"But you could have gotten hurt," I murmur softly, hanging my head and feeling my shoulders drop, the tension seeping from my body.
"No. Stop," She cuts me off sternly but tenderly, "Don't talk like that, Reece. I'm okay, you're okay, we're okay," She speaks softly, reaching her hand up to gently brush her thumb over my cheek, just under the cut that's there.
"We're okay," I repeat, taking a small step closer to her.
She nods with a small smile, moving her hand down from my cheek and instead placing the palm of her hand on my chest, right over my heart. I know she can feel how fast my heart is beating. I just don't know why it's doing that.
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Reece Carter is the bad boy of Northwood High. He smokes and he fights. He has countless tattoos covering his body. And he doesn't care about anything or anyone else.
Layla Stevens is your average seventeen year-old girl, just trying to get through high school, with the friends she loves and doing the things she loves.
When these two cross paths accidentally in an unusual way, they leave and never expect to speak to each other again.
But fate has other plans.
Layla finds her way into Reece's life and Reece doesn't know what to do about it. This ray of Sunshine suddenly meant something to him. She understood him when it seemed like no one else did.
And he protected her from everyone who tried to hurt His Sunshine.
Get ready for a story filled with bad pick-up lines, twin telepathy and a lot of fighting. Like, a LOT. Thanks for that one, Reece.