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The Unwanted Pact With My Enemy

Chapter 8 

Word Count: 749    |    Released on: Today at 10:30

sical blow. She wrapped her arms around herself, de

spe

voice came fr

of the dining hall, half-hidden in the dark. The glowing cherry of a cigaret

refused to move. She slowly walked

e and crushed it beneath the heel of his boo

tion. It was a brutal statement of fact. "You l

nch to the gut. Her breath hitched. "I-

e stuttering. The spilled water. The way you practically h

ed. Her shoulders slumped, and she squeezed

he opened her eyes, looking at him with raw despe

his face. "Why? If you like him so

ts. "Look at me, Slade. Look at him. He's the Student Body President. He wears cashmere. I smell like sawdus

tear herself down sent a hot spik

tep closer, blocking her path entirely. He loomed over her, his presence suffocating an

she looked up at him, her heart hammering wi

locked onto hers, refusing to let her look away. "You're ten times smarter th

eavy weight pressing down on her shoulders even without physical contact. The raw

he was, how he had unconsciously leaned in so far that he could s

step back, shoving his hands deep into his jacket pockets to hide

instantly throwing up

" Slade said, his voic

feeling the ghost of his touc

I'll even help you. I live with the guy

ed suspiciously. "In

Slade said. "And you help me g

n hitting her. "You need my help? You literal

e hates my guts. She thinks I'm an arrogant prick. I need

ed made her physically sick. But the thought of having Slade-Juli

eath, the cold air

ce. "Fine. We

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The Unwanted Pact With My Enemy
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“To keep her art scholarship, Vesper had to complete a life-size woodcarving for her final project. But her randomly assigned model was Slade Forrester, the arrogant basketball captain who had shattered her grandfather's priceless antique carving tools freshman year without a single apology. When Vesper blackmailed him with a ten-thousand-dollar property damage claim to force him into the studio, Slade mercilessly turned the tables. "I'll be your model, but you're going to do something for me in return." He demanded she carve a custom piece to help him woo a girl who hated his guts, and forced Vesper to act as his personal spy. The target turned out to be Vesper's own roommate. To make matters worse, Slade caught onto Vesper's terrifyingly deep, secret crush on his polite roommate, Julian. He ruthlessly weaponized her anxiety, mocking her stuttering panic and trapping her in a twisted mutual-blackmail deal that left her completely suffocated. Exhausted, humiliated, and desperate to escape this nightmare, Vesper logged onto the university portal at 2 AM to register for a quiet online elective where she wouldn't have to see anyone. But the system lagged, locking her out of every normal class and leaving only one open seat in a brutal varsity physical conditioning course. With her required credits and scholarship on the line, she had absolutely no choice but to hit register. Then the syllabus loaded on her screen. The Teaching Assistant for the class was Slade Forrester.”