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Bred By My Billionaire Boss

Bred By My Billionaire Boss

Author: Joy Apens
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Chapter 1 All looks, no substance

Word Count: 2148    |    Released on: 08/07/2025

mi

get the chance to gaze upon h

tched the bus and sprinted to schoo

s to crawl along its route, wasting precious minu

m standing at the stairs, his clique surrounding him. My infat

vous system disorganized; I had

hool, my heart pounded, simultaneously performing rounds of somersaults. I longed to see him. I

of my room. But it was also a place where I could find him

and began strolling

ught a gli

ept through my lun

i

pha

ruled my

his usual entourage. His dark blonde hair, a tousled

ulpted by the immaculate on

part, a hearty l

hose

uivered, my

er behind

nce through the gap

ike his, so it automatically faded into the background. I refused to

erflies straight to my stomach. Even from this distance, I could see the glin

reeping up my neck. I could stay here all

gaggle of girls in matching jackets squealed thei

av

oo-tight t-shirt, swaggered by, earbuds j

des, the aching lungs - all of it was worth it just to catch a glimpse of him. He was more than just a pretty face; he was a masterpiece, a

as a wonde

Stefano dreamily, my min

" she whined. "Running to school, skipping the

say that!" I protes

a jerk who bullies people! H

mmered, trying to fi

all this trouble

ignoring

ly explain how thi

u see it, it's pretty, and you want it. But once you

. "He's j

She f

hed. "

ittle above a whisper. "His arms, those eyes.

forget those lips. Babara- p

yes. "He's ju

"Remember when he was making

shed. "That w

elf retorted. "He's a player, Camila.

to find the right word.

You know what's mysterious? Why do you keep drooling o

't help it. He's like

head. "You'r

e than just a crush. He was a fantas

ust so

. "You're

most beautiful boy I had ever seen. His smile, when he fin

Greek god,"

. "More like a Greek Adonis.

I just wish I co

laughed. "Yo

. "You'r

But I knew it was impossible. He was out of m

leader uniform, sauntered, pranced, catwalked, swayed, you-name-it, into view,

a smug grin spreading across her fa

aight for Stefano, her hips swaying with rhythm. She was smilin

eart

hing I was not. And she was with Stefano,

d into his arms. Her laughter sounded l

his shoulder. Stefano wrapped his arm around her wais

her neck, peppering kisses over it. Barbara giggled, her voice a

ezed, and my

at her. Throwing herself

y heart continued to squeeze with jealousy. I wanted Stefano to

y out of my league. He would never look at

tive to it," My

his fault. Barbara is ju

kissing the hell out of her, you'd think she's air, gripping her bum, fondling

joying himself with Barbara, and the tho

ut of my spiteful thoughts. I watched as Barbara, her fa

leaped in excitement. But this was only short-lived. My eyes fe

y books. I gritted my teeth in anger. It was hard

nsume anymore

mportant stuff. School.

that declaration

s with the word "impor

arry all five of my textbooks to class. I h

day, was held up the stairs. The

ht of it gave

. I can walk p

s, a quick duck through the art room door, and then freedom in the Chemistry laboratory. Just a few more minutes o

of me, and I knew I was getting dangerously close to his scent. The last time I had walked

look, don't look," I told myself, but it was easier said than done. I was so

r. I landed with a painful thud, my head hitting the ground hard. The world seemed to slow down as I fell, my heart pound

nd my ankle ached. I tried to sit up, but the pain was too i

ooked up to see Barbara kneeli

he screamed. "My foot

ought. "Like seriously? Was that the best sh

tbooks lying on top of Barbara's sneakers. It really couldn't

ing myself for the torrent of insults, a

lost the abili

or, gawking at him lik

eathe, Camila. Breath

tore my gaze away from Stephano and fo

m s

ng when Barbara whined. "Steffy

always Steffy to her, narrowing his e

ay from me!" Barbara continue

Stephano sa

choed in my head, but it felt distant, like it wasn't meant for me, even thoug

y from her feet,"

away from where Barbara had kicked it. I wished I could disapp

mand that made my

her

eard, but the look in Stepha

g of the horror I wou

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