Bully King Became My Husband

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me, including the time I fell down the stairs at school... the little boy who called me

counters with him, and I

of times gone by,

h

s not the

kind that is completely incomprehensible. And this... everything that was happening to me at the time was just a figment of

that'

to cover my upper body, but as I did so... my hand came in

grin on his face. As I continued to look at him with my mouth slightly agape, a sense of unease

d husky voice, the smile that was plastered on his

, and whenever he did... it seemed demonic, as if

his mouth with my hand and not allowing him to utter a single word. ''Don't yo

ression on his face suggested that he thought I w

th, which caused him to groan and point his finger at my hand. My eyes widened as the

mouth and let him talk; yet, what h

palm of his hand to determi

ked his hand away from me

hell are you doing? Why are you react

n earth wouldn't I? What gave you

g his hands up in an act of submiss

headboard of the bed and crossing both of my arms over my chest. ''I know that after I fell down from that stai

king about?'' he asked, his face scrunc

s face lit up in realization as

y idea how old you

ruth. ''I mean... I was just sixteen when I fell down from that staircase and then

'' he asked me once more, cutting me off, and I felt a warm sen

affections. Because... why n

are much for sports. The day that he assisted a girl who was having difficulty

e a move, but he didn't do it. So, I was the one who decided to make a move th

''You have the nerve to bring this up when you're the reason

sted into a grin. ''You like another person,

elt the heat on my feet; consequently, I leapt to my feet and dashed off

rom falling from that stairs, and now... I can't remember anything? I can't remember that I fell in lov

et and washed my face with lukewarm water. I raised my head a

do in order to bring myself back to t

mn

forcibly removing a clean face tow

to the stairs again, will tha

a significant risk. I won't put

hen I won't be able to see Kenny

Marcus touch me last night. I let him have

possessed me

someone e

e was manipulating me last night, and that

ich were blue and orange. I had a feeling that the orange belonged to me, so I picked it up, smeared

ago... I was also significantly more gorgeous. In spite of the fact that I wasn't nearly as slender as I once was... m

to need glasses so that I could re

th out with water, I heard someone

w Marcus standing there in all his splendor with his broa

.. that orange toothbrush you're holding is you

ile giving him the evil

sh...'' he added. ''Are you famili

at

n order to examine it, the pupils in my eyes

led out, desperately attempting to conceal my embarrassment. ''I k

I washed my toothbrush and rinsing my mouth while

ck where it belonged, simultaneously making a mental note to res

stated in a hush tone, but

my lips curved into a mocking smirk saying,