BAD BOY INLOVE

Chapter one

there's a stunning lady with a flawless body and a cute radiant shape, lounging on a king-size bed. She's completely engrossed in her phone, laughing out loud at every second. Rocking a daring outfit that shows off her lower backside, she exudes confidence.

Her hair is styled in a sleek ponytail, reaching all the way down to touch her ass. It's jet black and adds to her captivating allure. As she continues scrolling through her Instagram feed, her happy mood takes a sudden turn when she comes across a post that grabs her attention.

With a quick read of the headline, she stands up, her eyes scanning the words again, as if lost in a daydream. But it's all real. The headline announces the upcoming marriage of the only daughter of Hayes. Harper.

She read the headline countless times before storming out of the room.

"Mum, mum, mum,"she kept chanting her mother's name while descending the stairs.

"Stop shouting my name,"Karen answered from where she's sitting, her eyes glued to the television.

"Mum, is this some kind of rumors?"Delilah asked, finally getting inside the sitting room.

'"Rumors? About what?"Karen asked.

"Mum, about Harper getting married,"she asked, her eyes filled with anger.

You got a problem with that? She's getting married, yes, so what?"Karen questioned, her anger evident.

"Mum, do you think it's cool? Delilah is just 19 years old. Why would they push her into an impromptu wedding? What kind of nonsense is that?" she shouted at the top of her voice.

"And what does that have to do with you, Delilah? I said, what does that have to do with you? You're not fixing your own life, you're poking your nose into people's private lives. If she got married at the age of 15, what does that have to do with you? At least the girl has something important to manage. Now, what about you? You've got nothing. You even gained admission, but you refused to go to school. Why? Anyway, I called your dad this morning to let him know that you haven't packed your luggage for school since they granted you admission, and guess what? Your dad is coming back home tomorrow morning. If he finds you at home, you know what will happen next, right? Maybe you'll get married like Harper,' Karen said, turning her attention back to the TV."

"Oh gosh!!! Mum!!! I told you I'm going this weekend, why did you have to call Dad? Today is Friday, for that matter," Delilah exclaimed, frustration evident in her voice.

"If you raise your voice at me again, I'll slap you twice. What's wrong with you? Do you think I'm your friend? Where are your manners?" Karen responded angrily, rising from her seat.

Delilah took a deep breath, trying to calm herself. "Okay, Mum. Fine, I'll go to school. I mean it, right now. I'll pack my stuff. But can you do me a favor? Just call Harper's family and beg them to stop the marriage. I know you can do it. If you agree to take in the child and raise her, they might see it as an opportunity. Please, Mum. Please," Delilah pleaded, slowly kneeling down and gently holding Karen's hands to soothe her.

"You sure know how to calm me," Karen said, a soft smile forming on her face. "But first, you have to go inside now, pack your things, and go straight to school. Make sure you attend today's class. Wait, let me check the timetable for you." Karen pulled out her phone and scrolled through it for a moment. "You have introduction to business at 12 PM," Karen read out, then put her phone away. "Your first class today is introduction to business, so go upstairs now, pack your belongings, and head to school. In the evening, you can unload your things." Delilah's face lit up with a smile at her mother's words.

"Okay, Mum. I'll go now," Delilah said, giving her mum a peck on the cheek before heading upstairs

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(Crestwood College)

Delilah parked her car in the school parking lot and made her way inside.

Her outfit was as wild as ever.

She wore a mini skirt that barely covered her legs, and a small bra top that exposed her stomach. To add some flair, she threw on a crazy jacket that gave her a classy look. Her long black hair cascaded down her back. Carrying a plastic bag slung over her shoulder, she looked cute and confident.

She walked deeper into the school, not knowing exactly where to go.

Deciding to ask someone, she approached a girl who was dressed just as boldly as she was.

"Hey, pretty!" Delilah waved, and the girl smiled back. "Can you show me the way to the Business Administration department? I'm new here and don't know my way around."

"Oh, you're a new student? Same here! I just got admitted, and I'm also in Business Administration," the girl replied, laughing. "My name's Raven. And you?"

"My name's Delilah," she replied, excited to have made a new friend.

"Wow, nice name! I hope I can call you Deli Bea," the girl joked, making Delilah smile. "Let's go, the first class will start soon," she gestured for Delilah to follow, and they walked together.

"Why is it so crowded here?" Delilah complained as they entered the classroom, causing Raven to exclaim.

"I totally forgot! They canceled the class because there's an orientation today. Oh, shoot!" Raven said, regretting coming to school.

"Oh, orientation. I don't think I'll attend. I hate listening to boring words," Delilah said, expressing her disinterest.

"We have the same mindset. Let's just grab some snacks in the cafe. I'm hungry," Raven said, touching her stomach.

"I don't think I'll follow you. I have to unload my luggage," Delilah gave an excuse.

"Don't worry, I'll help you with that," Raven said, taking Delilah's hand and trying to turn back. However, in the process, Delilah accidentally brushed shoulders with someone.

"Oh, sorry," Delilah and Raven said at the same time, realizing their mistake.

"When you know you'll be sorry, why did you do it in the first place?" the guy said coldly, turning his face towards them.

As soon as Raven saw him, she covered her mouth with her palm, as if she had just seen a celebrity.

"It was a mistake, and I just said sorry," Delilah said, glaring at the boy with frustration.

"I hate it when people act clumsily. If you don't know how to walk, kindly stay at home," the guy said again.

Delilah and Raven exchanged annoyed glances, not impressed with his attitude.

"Hey!!! What else did you want, you wanna beat me? Then go ahead, I hate a psycho bitch like you" Delilah also fireback.

Raven tried to hold Delilah back but she wasn't listening.

"Oh! Now I understand how brainless you are, but for the next time, I will advice you to check yourself inside glass before going out. Ugly queen" the guy said in irritated voice.

Delilah smirked and brushed her hair back, looking cute as ever. "Can't blame you, life can be tough for the blind," she threw back at him, earning the attention of nearby students who started murmuring among themselves.

Just then, another guy approached the boy Delilah was arguing with. "Hey buddy," he said, touching the boy's shoulder.

"Ion have time to argue with you, foolish sissy" The boy uttered and stormed off, followed by the second guy.

Delilah's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait, did he just call me a sissy?" she exclaimed, feeling a mix of confusion and offense.

"Deli bea," Raven called, getting Delilah's attention. "Don't you know who that guy is?" Raven asked, and Delilah raised her eyebrows, curious to find out.

"He's Aron, the 4th hot guy in the campus.the A^.J band try to convince him to join them but he never agree because of his cold behavior," Raven exclaimed, excitedly sharing the information.

Delilah raised an eyebrow. "A^J?Who are they?" she asked, not particularly interested.

"The A^J, huh? Axel, Jace, and Asher, the hottest and cutest boys on campus! Jace, the psycho b!tch who can hunt P!ssy in the deep forest. Axel, the playful big baby addicted to playing with girls' hearts. And Asher, the basta^d boy who stole my heart." Raven explained, hoping to pique Delilah's curiosity.

Delilah nodded her head. "I don't really care to know them," she concluded, causing Raven to frown.

"Okay, let's go eat," Raven said, changing the subject and dragging Delilah along.

After walking for about five minutes, they arrived at a building where a group of people was dancing. Delilah stopped in her tracks, watching them with interest.

"Wow, they just started a week ago and they're already so good," Raven complimented.

"Do you know them?" Delilah asked.

"Yes, they're also freshmen who have a passion for dance. Many people wanted to join them, but they got disqualified because of their weight," Raven explained with a sad expression.

Delilah asked, "Why the sad face?"

"I also wanted to join them, but I can't stop eating," Raven pouted her lower lip.

"I can teach you," Delilah declared confidently, causing Raven to form a questioning face. "Don't doubt my skills, I can really move my waist," Delilah said.

"Really?" Raven asked, intrigued. Delilah nodded. "If it's true, can you show me? I mean, join them," Raven dared.

"If I make all the guys passing by drool over me, will you help me organize my room this evening?" Delilah asked mischievously.

"Yep, I promise," Raven said, eagerly agreeing to help Delilah organize her room.

Delilah glared at the girls dancing once again, taking a deep breath before making her way towards them.

She entered the training room and watched them, patiently waiting for them to finish their dance routine.

Delilah took off her gin jacket and tossed it to Raven, who was standing by the door.

She walked confidently to the front of the group of girls, flashing them a mischievous smile.

All eyes, including their male teacher, were fixed on her, curious about what she was about to do.

Even before she started dancing, many guys passing by were already looking at her with interest in their eyes.

"Give me the beat," Delilah requested, but none of the girls responded.

She shrugged her shoulders and walked over to the MP, selecting the next song. It happened to be "Whine & Kotch" by J Capri.

Just hearing the sound of the music brought a smile to her face.

Delilah confidently walked to the front of the mirror, intentionally positioning her backside to face the onlookers. With each step, she slowly twisted her waist, followed by the rest of her body, moving in sync with the rhythm of the song.

Without a care for her skirt, she continued to twist and whine her waist, captivating everyone who passed by, including the trainer, who couldn't help but be in awe.

All eyes were fixed on her as she flawlessly executed her sexy movements, leaving the trainer and the teacher amazed.

Even Raven was surprised, never realizing that Delilah had such flexibility. Her body rolls were enough to turn any man's head.

As the music gradually faded, Delilah stopped dancing, releasing the breath she had been holding.

The spectators couldn't help but applaud, their hands coming together in appreciation, including the trainer, except for one girl. They warmly welcomed her with their applause.

"Wow, you're incredibly talented," the teacher said, walking closer to Delilah.

"Thank you," Delilah replied with a smile.

"I'm Blaze. Would you mind joining us here?" the teacher asked, extending an invitation.

"Ohh... no problem. I'll definitely think about it," Delilah replied casually, turning away and leaving without hesitation.

"Wow, she's so good," Blaze commented, still staring at Delilah in admiration.

"Are we still training or have you found another job?" Harley snapped angrily from where she was standing.

"Let's call it a day for training. Everyone should go and rest," Blaze declared, and they immediately dispersed.

Harley grabbed her bag and stormed out of the place, fuming with anger as she walked towards where she had parked her car.

"Who the hell does she think she is?" she muttered through clenched teeth, seething with frustration.

She picked up her phone and dialed a number.

"Come meet me at the dancing studio," she demanded when the person on the other end answered.

"I'm in class right now, I can't come, please," the person pleaded.

"Did you forget who you are? You're my slave, and you'll continue to be one. If you fail to come meet me right now, half of your salary is gone," Harley threatened, ending the call and tossing her phone aside. She angrily brushed her hair back with her hands.

*******

"You're incredibly amazing! I didn't know you could move your body so easily," Raven complimented once again.

"Raven, you've said that a billion times already. My ears are tired of hearing those words," Delilah replied, playfully teasing her friend.

They both walk into the cafe, with Delilah scanning the surroundings with her eyes. Finally, she spots a perfect place to sit and gestures for Raven to join her.

"Wait, you can't sit there. It's meant for the A3," Raven says when they reach the seat.

"What kind of gibberish is that? Did the A3 pay me to come to this school? I'll sit wherever I want. Nobody can dictate to me," Delilah asserts, defiantly taking her seat.

Raven contemplates for a moment before sitting down. "You're really fearless," she remarks.

"That's because I have nothing to fear," Delilah replies confidently.

"What would you like to have?" Raven asks.

"Anything except lemon," Delilah answers, taking out her phone. She checks the numerous messages her mom has sent her and lets out a heavy sigh before putting her phone back in her bag.

🗣 "Hey, it's the A^J."

🗣 "They're becoming cuter every day."

🗣 "Jace is the cutest."

🗣 "But Axel is the most handsome. I love him for a reason."

🗣"Hey, can I take some pics?"

🗣"Just a night with me, Asher," another voice adds.

The murmurs in the cafe grow louder as the A^J. enters.

Delilah raises her eyebrows in confusion, wondering what's so special about them.

Raven is also astonished, her mouth hanging open as she watches the three guys approach.

"Who gave you permission to sit here?" Asher, one of the A^J. members, questions with a cold expression.when they approach there daily basis

Delilah raises her brows, giving him a questioning look.

"Count to three and get your dirty ass off the chair," Asher threatens again.

"No need to be cold to them. The chair is big enough. Let's sit with them, maybe later they can sit on our laps," Jace says, giving Delilah a seductive look.

Raven can't help but shake in her seat.

Delilah raises her head and smiles wickedly at the three guys before turning her gaze to Asher's cold face. "Who do you three think you are?" she asks.

Jace smirks and leans in towards Delilah's ear, whispering, "We're the three that will make you lose your way within three days," he says coldly, dragging the seat Delilah was sitting in down to the back.

"What the heck?" Delilah says softly, standing up. "Are you all crazy?" she shouts, gaining the attention of onlookers.

The students are already reaching for their phones, ready to capture any ridiculous moment.

"That question is meant for you, psycho," Axel replies.

"Now I understand why they call you the Three Fools. You're all crazy and dense at the same time. I wish you could see your reflections in the mirror. Maybe then you'd understand why 'ugly' spells U.G.L.Y.," Delilah says, emphasizing each letter.

"Are you really talking to us? Ohhh, I love your bravery, sweet girl," Jace says, attempting to touch Delilah's lap. But before he can, Delilah answers him with a resounding slap, leaving everyone gasping.

"You think you can touch my skin, you dirty pig!! Think again," Delilah says, her voice filled with bravery and determination.