His Personal Fucktoy? This Doll Just Snatched His Strings... And His World Is Unraveling novel Chapter 11

Chapter 3

Before bed, I filled the entire bathtub, wanting to completely wash myself clean.

But when I took off my clothes, the bruises on my skin were still obvious.

Memories from last night flooded back uncontrollably.

The scorching temperature of the boy’s skin when we held each other tight, his burning breath by my ear when things got intense–the warmth still seemed to linger all around.

I shook my head violently, trying to get rid of these ridiculous thoughts.

Then I scrubbed my skin over and over until my whole body was red.

Trying desperately to erase this–the most humiliating memory of my life.

The result was being in so much pain I couldn’t sleep all night.

And Caspian didn’t send any more messages either.

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Breaking our six–year habit of saying goodnight every single day since we got our first phones.

This was better anyway.

It would’ve happened eventually.

Might as well start the detox tonight.

I tossed and turned until almost dawn before finally falling asleep.

The next morning I was still deep in sleep when I suddenly felt someone kiss my forehead in my dream.

I jolted awake.

Opening my eyes, I saw a familiar jawline and Adam’s apple.

The scent hovering above me was Caspian’s favorite cedarwood, mixed with a faint hint of unfamiliar lemon.

Right–Caspian still knew my house’s door code.

Seeing me wake up, Caspian moved lower, chuckling as he tried to kiss my lips.

I frantically turned my head away.

I pushed him off with my hands and scrambled to the other side of the bed.

Caspian paused, then laughed at me:

“Why are you being shy now? Hm?”

I didn’t say anything, just pulled the comforter over my head.

Caspian scolded me while tugging at my blanket.

“Teagan Mills, you’ve got some nerve–didn’t even text me goodnight last night, then you had the audacity to turn your phone off.”

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His Personal Fucktoy? This Doll Just Snatched His Strings… And His World Is Unraveling!

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Chapter 3

“And now you’re hiding from me?”

He was quick with his hands and slipped right into my covers.

Before I could react, he had me completely wrapped in his arms.

“Babe, I’ve told you a million times–you can’t skip breakfast.”

“I went for a thirty–minute run just to get this for you. Your favorite Chocolate croissant from that place–waited in line forever.”

“Do you wanna get up and eat now, or do you want… to be eaten first…”

His breath was right against me, and his hands started wandering too.

Snapping out of my daze, I struggled desperately.

But at 5’3“, I was no match for a 6’2” guy.

I couldn’t understand what the hell he was thinking–he had Juniper now, so why was he still messing with me?

After struggling hard for ages, I was panting and hadn’t broken free–instead he held me even tighter.

“What’s with the drama now?”

“You mad? Just because I didn’t bring you to the party last night? That’s such a small thing.”

I stayed silent.

He buried his head in the crook of my neck, laughing.

“Let me guess–your bestie snitched on you?”

“It was just a game, and you’re seriously jealous?”

“How are you still like this? The second I get a little close to another girl, you throw a tantrum.”

I was beyond furious, couldn’t even begin to explain.

Remembering what we learned in boot camp, I suddenly lifted my knee toward his crotch. While he was doubled over in pain, I bolted off the bed.

“Teagan!”

Caspian was gritting his teeth, his face red.

I quickly threw a shirt over my pajamas and rushed to the living room.

I didn’t want to be in the same room as him, especially not my bedroom.

Soon enough, Caspian came out too, looking both pissed and helpless.

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