Chapter 20

Maddox

It seems I know very little about Michelle Henriksson. I pegged her for a withdrawn girl without much experience, and forgive me for saying this, but I didn’t think she was very popular with guys.

She wears cardigans like it’s her religion and can barely talk without stammering. Michelle is shy, intelligent, and kind, and although those are great qualities, college men only seem to care about sex.

And that is the dilemma because Michelle is pure girlfriend material. That’s why the guys aren’t looking at her twice-you can already tell by a first glance what this girl is about.

Michelle is cute and delicate, and I stamped her as innocent. I also took for granted that I wouldn’t have much competition in the romantic field, but it seems I was mistaken.

Another quarterback, Thomas Hennington, shoves his tongue down Michelle’s throat as if his life depends on it. They are by the couch, Thomas’s humongous body leaning down to eat at Michelle’s face.

People are cheering them on too.

What the actual hell?

Did I miss something?!

Jealousy bubbles within my veins. I had no idea Thomas had his eyes on Michelle. I’ve never liked the swine. He treats women like they are disposable and disrespects them. Robin on our team might be a player, but at least that guy has a soul and heart.

Thomas?

He is cold and wrong in the head. The way he talked about the last girl he hated? The man said some nasty shit and called her a whore for not letting him lock her up in his basement.

I shudder.

Thomas is heavy into BDSM but doesn’t understand when the partner isn’t into the same thing “What the fuck?!” Thomas suddenly erupts. His hand goes to his lips as he steps back from Michelle “Why did you bite me, you fucking whore?! LOOK AT ME! I’M BLEEDING!”

Anger rises in my chest.

force himself upon

ticking with rage. I never liked Thomas

she lifts her chin to meet Thomas’s eyes. How did I not catch onto her fear earlier? And

breaks something within me to hear her voice. “Because I didn’t want you to kiss me,

Thomas questions. “But you’re

with

yours, you psychopath!” “Psychopath?!” Thomas hisses and lifts his hand. “How dare you call me that, you little slut?!” I’m one second away from interrupting the fight. Sadly, Thomas manages to slap Michelle’s face before I get there. He fists

with Thomas’s cheek, and the sucker is

that. Everyone at the party goes quiet and stares down at Thomas. He is wailing on the ground

fucking asks what happened, Thomas fell down the stairs and hurt himself, okay?! He touched my girls, so he had it coming and honestly deserves another punch.” 1 People exchange glances with each

What the actual fuck?!

huh?” Thomas’s face is bloodied. I hit the fucker hard, and his jaw hit the floor at incredible speed.

at Thomas, entirely white in the face. I’ve never seen her this scared

going to stop laughing, or should

wets his lips. “I had Michelle first,

no clue what the idiot is talking about and lift my

Maddox. It doesn’t matter if she is your girlfriend. I’ve marked her mind forever. The memory

a sick fucking

man. Thomas is sick. How could Michelle ever

around to face Michelle. “Is Thomas an old ex-boyfriend of

tears streaming down her cheeks don’t need words. Her doe-eyes are

asking what happened between them. Thomas is the reason for Michelle’s fear of

darkness enters my heart, and I peer down at Michelle. My

lips quiver. “W-what are you

kill him,” I turn around to face Thomas. He is still on the ground as I blankly stare at him.

by his shirt and punch his face.

Michelle again, I will murder you. And I really don’t give a fuck about the cops.

will result in him dying. And I’m bigger than him too-he will

ignored what happened. Some stopped

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