Beyond temptation E-Book

Léana Kerena

• Herausgeber: PLn
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 370

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Between love and temptation, who is worth it? Between the good and the bad girl who can make it?


Yes, we are use in seeing good girls falling in love with bad boys. Leaving their life full of colors and dreams for a toxic one full of darkness and sorrow. But what about the bitches? Do you think they are like that for no good reason? Do you think they do not deserve love too? Do you think they can’t handle or even be the cause of a toxic relationship? Do you think they can’t change and also find for their bad boy?
Brooke Wild is a Canadian girl of 17 years old, with a bad reputation which some say is good and other bad. Beside her, there is that perfect sister with whom she can’t stay in one home with. Wendy Wild, 15 years old younger sister to Brooke, the genuine and favorite to their mother. Very different from her sister.
The entrance of Wayatt Cruz, the young and handsome Latin American boy of 19 years old, shakes everything up for the two sisters. Not that bad nor that good boy any girl would want to have, his simplicity and at the same time bipolar attitude will attract the girls.


Immerse yourself in this thrilling romance!

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

My name is Nkwesi Leana Kerena, I am 20 years old this year, of Cameroonian origin, I am a student in the second year of logistics and transport. I've been writing since I was 12 and I've always been passionate about romance even if I don't really embody it. I wrote several works before Beyond temptation, but I consider this work as the very first. Because it marks the beginning of my adventures as a writer. I hope to make a difference and mark hearts with this work.

Leseprobe

BEYOND TEMPTATION

BLURB

Yes, we are use in seeing good girls falling in love with bad boys. Leaving their life full of colors and dreams for a toxic one full of darkness and sorrow. But what about the bitches? Do you think they are like that for no good reason? Do you think they do not deserve love too? Do you think they can’t handle or even be the cause of a toxic relationship? Do you think they can’t change and also find for their bad boy?

Brooke Wild is a Canadian girl of 17 years old, with a bad reputation which some say is good and other bad. Beside her, there is that perfect sister with whom she can’t stay in one home with. Wendy Wild, 15 years old younger sister to Brooke, the genuine and favorite to their mother. Very different from her sister.

The entrance of Wayatt Cruz, the young and handsome Latin American boy of 19 years old, shakes everything up for the two sisters. Not that bad nor that good boy any girl would want to have, his simplicity and at the same time bipolar attitude will attract the girls.

Between love and temptation, who is worth it? Between the good and the bad girl who can make it?

PROLOGUE

PROLOGUE

Remembering the old days, the good old days. The days where Brooke Wild was just two years old and had all the attention she needed, the love she wanted, and the feeling she was gifted. The first daughter to her parents, the first hope of her parents... It was all her, gentle with her baby face and cute with her marvellous little smile. What a beautiful baby she was, adored by everyone. Until... Another baby came up, her sister, with whom she had to share everything even the love she had. All attention was on her at the particular moment she was born, but at that age, Brooke wasn't conscious of that.

As time went on, Brooke and her sister Wendy grew up. Brooke started realizing she was nothing else than a shadow to her sister. No time for her was given and a strange voice in her little head kept on telling her you will never be like her. That stupid voice but rather making sense into Brooke's head.

Anger first took its place and then came hatred. Each effort given didn't serve her mother, she was talented but her sister was genuine in school. So was that the only thing lacking for Brooke to be recognized in her family?

Her mother carried so much attention to her sister, the only one being close to her was her father and babysitter Madonna alias Mado.

But everything became worse when her dad died and her mother two years later got married to another man. Brooke, already twelve years old protested to a union between her mom and another man but the angelic daughter Wendy was always agreeing to everything that her mom's said, making her more and more preferable. It wasn't Brooke's fault if she had the attitude of saying everything she thought.

Fortunately, the stepfather was a kind person and Brooke taught he would pay attention to her like her late father did but no! Brooke was more and more rejected, more and more incomprehensible. It was unbreathable to stay home.

The rebellion was the only way to remark, and that was who Brooke was. Her desire of attracting attention, made her being the most attractive girl in her school and of the quarter, increasing her assurance in life, she became courageous and even decided to participate in a dancing competition she never participated in before, because all she needed now was to shine and stop being the shadow.

Wendy was quite genuine but she wasn't as talented as her sister. Wendy was now the hope of her family, destined to take succession one day and be at the head of a big empire while Brooke all that she needed was to be the best choreographer the world never met.

"She already took my family, I will not let her take my entire life..."

Brooke!

CHAPTER ONE: BROOKE

Dring! Dring! Dring!

"Fuck!" Brooke growls, wondering how could the alarm ring today when school hasn't yet started.

Her eyes still closed and her slumped body still on her bed, left leg out of the bed with the right one inside, the same thing with the hand, with the only exception her right hand searching for her nearest pillow to cover her face and if possible her ears, not to hear this noisy sound produced.

Her only worry now is her unsupportable headache.

"Dring! Dring!" The alarm continues to sing into her ears despite the efforts."I'm gonna kill you!" She growls while throwing the pillow on the alarm, causing it to fall and stop its heavy noise.

A sound of relief gets out of her mouth, and she closes back her eyes ready to get into sleep once more... But all sweet things have an end.

The door is knocked by someone, causing her to open rapidly her eyes, already annoyed at how this last day of summer begins.

«Get up Brooke, I need to take your dirty laundry." Says a woman behind the door still knocking hardly.

Tired of all that, she shouts "no need to knock so highly, I'm up!" And gets up lazily from her bed with the worse headache has, surely because of the party she assisted yesterday, drinking two bottles of whisky and vomiting more than twice, was surely a prediction of a future headache. She knew it but wanted a fun, and now she just has to support the consequences, but that's not what makes her tremble.

To the door, her eyes half opened, she opens it to the woman. A mixed-race woman smiles at her with a dirty laundry basket, then enters the room while making a strange facial expression.

«What’s smelling so badly?" She asks pulling out a spray and spraying it all around the room. «That’s better!" She affirms while smelling the beautiful odour.

Brooke rolls her eyes to all the cinema and gets to her bed, then throws herself on top of it. "Where are your dresses?" The woman asks and in a lazy voice, she says...

«On the floor Mado!" Before enforcing her face on the pillow and praying for sleep to come back.

«I can't see them," Mado shouts. She comes closer to Brooke and pats her leg for her to get up " it is noon already..." She says still trying to wake up Brooke, but no way, Brooke is determined to get her sleep now. «Ok!" Exclaims Mado while putting down her basket. With her two hands, she pushes Brooke on the floor, before the poor girl growls with pain.

«But what's your problem?". Asks the girl with only wish to sleep back and now having her ass on the floor, oblige to massage it because it pains.

«I am the one who put the Alarm last night when you came back late at home, and you didn't wake up, you are terrible! Now get up cause your friends are waiting for you outside," Mado says, taking back her basket. She gets to the big wardrobe of Brooke and finally took her laundry.

«What do they want again?" Brooke asks, standing from the floor, sitting on her bed while holding her head with her hands wishing to attenuate the headache she has.

«Don’t know..." Mado says before coming closer to Brooke and sitting side by side with her. «You came very late yesterday, and you know I don't like that. Your mom was very worried!"

Brooke removes her hands from her face and looks at Mado with a surprised face.

«Are we talking of the same mom? I mean Katherine Wild?" Brooke asks in a kidding manner then follows her sentence with a chuckle. «If you said, you were the one worried for me then I would not be surprised but... My mom! I don't think she was worried, no! As far as her little perfect girl is at home, no need to be worried for me." Brooke says while getting up.

" Even if she isn't the mom you need her to be, be sure she will always get worried for you," Mado says standing up on her turn and getting out while letting Brooke's friends enter " don't make noise, she has a headache," Mado says while telling Brooke she is coming up with drugs.

«Hello, babe!" Says Francis spontaneously.

"Shuuuutt!" Brooke says massaging her head with her fingers to attenuate the pain.

«Haven’t you heard she has a headache?" Amber exclaims. «So how far sweaty?" She asks.

Brooke just smiles at her and continues her dancing mode on her head while closing her eyes. «Why are you here so early?" She asks.

«But it's not early? Come on Brooke, it is noon already," Francis replies while sitting on the bed followed by Amber.

Mado comes in and gives a glass of water and some drugs to Brooke, she takes them and swallows them, then lies on the bed like unprepared pancakes. Mado gets out and closes behind her.

«So to answer your question, there is a small party my brother is organizing with his university friends and I want you to come," Amber declares but Brooke does not speak and she continues «and... You can't miss it because it is our last summer day before school starts tomorrow, we are going to be at the last stage of our secondary studies to finally get to university, and you can't miss it. Just imagine the handsome boys my brother will invite." Amber continues to flatter Brooke.

Going to the university seems to be the most terrible thing for Brooke, from there she will know what her parents planned for her or not, even though she perfectly knows they don't give a fuck of her opinion. But just by curiosity, will they want her to also make some studies to handle the family enterprise like her sister? Meaning giving the same importance her sister has to her? Or will they continue ignoring her again and again just waiting for her to do a mess?

All this had been her principal feeling all this summer. Finishing this year, pass the exam and go from this house for a university. She hesitates for a dancing academy at New York her dream academy or York University in Toronto with her friends. Well, this type of thing is normally organized together with our parents! But on her way, it isn't so easy... because she considered not having parents at all.

«So what do you think?" Amber asks impatiently. Brooke gets up from her bed still far in her thoughts.

Making some fun is the only thing she has in her head at this moment. The only escape, dancing (her passion) also made her evacuate from such horrible thoughts, cause after all she gives a fuck of what her parents thought about her or not. So why not make this last day a memorable day.

«Sweetie..." Francis calls for her while holding her shoulders. She shakes a little getting out of her thought and realizing her friends were still talking to her. «Are you okay?" He asks worriedly.

Francis, the gay friend of Brooke the only one who can understand her, because he has the same situation with his parents because of the sex orientation he took. His parents when they knew he was gay, couldn't support that and started delaying him from their heart, not paying attention to what he was saying and sometimes not wanting him to come with them to important cocktails. He was rejected by everyone, but Brooke was there for him because being gay isn't a crime after all.

«Yeah, I'm okay! Just a little busy in my head. At what time is the party?" Brooke asks.

«At 10 pm, but we will come and take you at 8 pm." Says Amber.

«Yeah, I'm going to be your driver. Unfortunately, I will not get to the party with you," Francis declares.

«Why?" Brooke asks scandalized.

«Cause Amber's brother doesn't want to see me beside him and his friends. You know he promised to beat me up if ever I am near to him," Francis says disappointed.

Brooke could not support such conduct.

«Then I will not go!" Brooke declares.

Amber looks at her surprise before asking "why?"

«Don’t worry Brooke, I have a date tonight so I will not be bored. I know that's why you want to stay." Francis says with a gentle smile realizing he has the best friend ever.

Brooke finally agrees but is not sure of her decision, especially when her mother is around. Today Brooke's stepfather comes back from his long travel and her mom, therefore, wants to organize something for him with everyone and even intends to invite social media.

She can't just assist to such a comedy and the only way is to go to that party even if her mother opposes it. She will not pretend to be who she isn't.

CHAPTER TWO: WENDY

Early in the morning, Wendy wild got to Madam Simpson's house, babysitting her six years old boy, Roby Simpson. The only thing her mother authorized her to do rather than learning hardly.

«Again, again!" Roby shouts to Wendy to continue playing. But before the girl would respond, the bell of the house rings, it is Madam Simpson.

«Hey!" Madam Simpson exclaims while her baby boy rushes to her to hug her. Wendy smiles at the affectionate relationship they have. She even realizes, it has been a long time since her mom ever took her in her arms. «Hope he didn't disturb you!" Madam Simpson assures before she agrees "he was an angel."

«I have to go now," Wendy declares before giving a kiss to Roby while promising him to come back whenever she will be less busy with work. She scatters his hair with a smile and under the cute face of the boy, gets up to greet Madam Simpson.

«Let me give you something for your service," She says getting to her bag to take some money, but Wendy wasn't a babysitter for money, she just loves children. She just needed an extra activity to do for the holidays since they didn't go on a journey because of their family matters.

«No need madam!" Wendy exclaims, stopping the ma'am to give her money. Madam Simpson insists to give her the money, but she keeps refusing. Finally and once for all, as Wendy had to hurry home before 1 pm, she greets everyone and gets out.

Outside, she now thinks about how to get to the garage, to take her car and get home. Finally, it would have been a better idea if Mado came with her as her mother ordered. But no! She isn't a child anymore. The only solution was to walk while using the GPS of her phone to find her way.

Wendy is a blonde girl of fifteen years old, with green eyes. Intelligent in school, she is fearless of everything that her mother opposes. Never discovered the world, she wishes one day to do so. For the moment writing be her hobby, she invades inside each book she reads when having time, and each story she writes. Hoping to be one day known.

Funny but true, Wendy was born here, in Toronto!  But she didn't know the places because she had always had a driver with her. When getting out of the house her only view was the car, her school, then her home. Her mom didn't want her to go anywhere else, no party or useless date with friends and more importantly, no boys!

Her mother believes in the fact that her studies are more important than anything in life, taking succession should be her only objective, that what they want for her,  but what about what she wants? She can't have the courage of her elder sister to talk to her mother and express her feelings. "After all, I'm just 15years old." A fifteen years old girl who will very soon get to university at the age of sixteen, everyone would want to be at her place, be the hope of all a family, be a genuine and have success already parked at her doorstep "if ever they knew," but her elder sister hates her for that.

If she only knew what Wendy is thinking about her, wanting to be so talented and courageous? Able to tell what she thinks and has such Liberty. But she believes she can't leave her parents like that, with all their dreams planned for her, so all she has to do, is to close her eyes as usual on these fellow dreams she has.

In conclusion, her only dream is to liberate, shout what she is hiding in her heart and let her dreams come true. She writes all her secret feelings on her laptop and if she didn't have all these responsibilities and pressure, then her biggest dream would be to be a great writer. But for her parents it is useless!

Still walking to search for her way, she stops finally in the middle of the street, realizing she was lost in her thoughts and missing on an unknown road. "What a bad idea not to take my car earlier" she keeps repeating in her head. She reprograms her position on her phone when a red car with three boys stops in front of her.

«Hey, are you lost?" One of the boys asks, Wendy looks at them for some seconds before realizing they have strange faces. She decides not to respond and continues working on her phone while going.

Shit! They got down seeing Wendy do not mind talking to them, and Wendy starts getting afraid of this action. «Where are you going?" Another boy asks while holding Wendy's hand and dragging her in the middle with them surrounding her. «We just want to help," they continue while chuckling Machiavelli.

Wendy gets more and more anxious and begs them to leave her. No one on the street to rescue her, she decides to beg them to leave her, and give them everything they want. Not a very strong girl, she starts sobbing and crying.  They snatch her phone into her hand and she gets afraid. One of the boys drags her to a dark corner followed by the others, under her multitude shouting with only wish to be rescued.

If no one comes, then she will be raped by these boys and don't think that's how she wants to lose her virginity. She continues shouting and calling for help until...

A male voice echoes in the dark place before one of the boys separates from her and gets a punch from the man who just came. Wendy opens her eyes full of tears after the bad experience and looks at the hero who came and rescue her.

Violence is not the thing she like most, but when seeing the boy punching them, throwing them on the floor and escaping from all their attacks, she feels relief such a strong man came and rescue her.

«Be sure you will pay us that." The boys say before going to their car badly wounded.

The fighting round is finished, Wendy needs to know who the famous boy is.  Wendy gets her eyes on the ground and sees the boy's bag on the floor completely dirty by sand.

The boy still back to her, she can realize he had a well-shaped body with a perfect morphology and curly black hairs. Wendy tries to wipe the sand on his bag before going closer to him shyly.

She clears her throat and bends her head shyly while holding the boy's bag in her hand.

«This...this is for you."  She says, now trying to look at the stranger when he turns to look at her.

A bang hits her chest when seeing the face of the stranger, and her shyness disappears while looking at him right into his dark brown eyes. She looks at him now from bottom to top and notices a tattoo but not very visible since he straightened his hand to take his bag. He does not seem to be wounded, just some little red places on his face.

«Thanks!" He says while putting back his bag behind his back.

Not only the most handsome creature Wendy ever saw, but having the most charming voice ever heard before, surely because of the little accent he has... Let say a Latin American accent. He is the most beautiful thing she has ever seen in her life, he is such a gorgeous man!

«Thanks to you!" She finally says to him before he smirked fluently. Even his smirk could make her melt. He turns his back and goes before Wendy shouts... «I’m Wendy... Wendy Wild!" He turns half to her and responds.

«Wayatt!" He simply says before going back.

Wendy stays stunned by the previous situation and in her head was his voice sounding «Wayatt! He is so handsome".

CHAPTER THREE: REBELLION

It has been one hour since Brooke's friends already went after organizing everything for their party. Noticing she is still smelling alcohol, she takes a bath and gets down to the dining room. On her way to the dining room, she could realize the "cinema" (as she qualifies the party being organized) is on a workout. "Mess!" She whispers while getting down gradually on the stairs cases while seeing her mother giving instructions.

Then comes her angelic sister, her mother forwards to her, surely relieved of her presence.

«Where were you? You had been long. I called for you, where was your phone?" Their mother panics. Wendy tries to calm her down.

«Don’t worry mom, I am fine and I had to take my car to the garage," Wendy assures.

«And where was your phone?" Asks her mother. Wendy seems to think a lot before responding to the simple question, and seems also that Brooke is waiting for response still on the stairs cases.

«Some... Some boys stole it," Wendy says slowly.

«WHAT?" Her mother shouts. Brooke chuckle realizing Wendy got from her mouth the wrong word "boys" »where are they? Do you know them? Are you okay? Let us call the police."

Wendy agrees, calms her mother and answers all the questions. Seeing such complicity between her mother and her sister, made Brooke hide her smile full of satisfaction since she guessed her mom would scream at her, and not get concerned about her. She gets annoyed realizing that, if she was in Wendy's place, then she would be ordered to work out alone without any help or rather worry, but when it is their princess, they act with her as if she was a breakable glass.

Brooke gets down making her attention remark after seeing such a scene.

«That’s good! You finally decided to get down," Her mom says sarcastically. Brooke does not mind and gets to the dining room, sits and takes her breakfast. «Wendy, get up now and get ready for tonight." She adds before Wendy gets up making a sign to her mother not to get angry and to be calm. «I asked you a question," Brooke does not still respond and instead wipes her mouth with a tissue acting like no one is talking to her.

«Brooke…" Katherine replicates with outrage. Brooke loses appetite and stands up tired of hearing her mother yelling at her.

«I thought, it wasn't a good thing to eat with food in our mouth?" Brooke asks looking at her mother arrogantly.

«Okay... Now answer to this question, where were you yesterday and at what time did you come back? I waited for you!" Katherine declares.

«Ohm, you waited? Surely to bombard me of all sort of questions right?" Brooke professes.

«No, cause I was worried about you,"

Brooke puffs out laughter when hearing her sentence. It sounds like mockery and shit to her. She could not bear such a hypocrite attitude.

«Admit you just wanted to know if I would be present at this party and not because you were worried. I know you more than your beloved daughter, you aren't organizing this mascaraed for my stepfather, but because you need to show to everyone the fake family we are." Brooke says turning out to go upstairs. Katherine stares at her, disappointed by her attitude and somehow sad about the girl she is.

In front of her room, the nightmare continues for her, when she sees her sister searching for something in her room.

«Get out here before I boot you out of my room," Brooke yells before getting in furious. » Because you think you are the perfect daughter, this gives you the right to enter my room?"

«I am sorry Brooke but I just need to talk to you a minute," Wendy demands cheerfully.

«I don't have any minute or even seconds to give you. So get out now!" Brooke yells.

Wendy knew it wouldn't have been easy to come to her room without quarrelling, but she kept in mind that all she needed was to talk and would make some efforts not to shout with her. It is an important day for them and no need to quarrel.

«I just want us to stop quarrelling just for today, let's assist to the party and show our father everything is alright between us..."

Brooke frowns an eyebrow when hearing that. That is the second time in less than a minute that someone wants her to pretend to be what she isn't. She couldn't spare such foolishness.

«You are Katherine's daughter, all fake! You want us to pretend today just because dad will be back, and because of the social media coming. You want to be well looked in front of mom, as usual, fuck no! I hate you, Wendy, just keep it in mind and nothing will ever change that." Brooke gets to her door and makes a sign to Wendy for her to get out.

Wendy resigns by the stubborn and harsh attitude of her sister, decides to get out after leaving a word «I would like us to be sisters... Just for once," And she gets out disappointed.

Brooke remains a minute, her back pasted on the door already closed. Wondering what she would finally do to decrease all the pressure she has in her life, cause as time goes on, her pressure increases. It is too much for her to bear.

The only solution was to dance, evacuate and de-stress just for a while before tonight. She puts on the music and dance, following the rhythm and shaking her body as she knows how to do.

30minutes past eight and her friends are already down waiting for her to go to the party. Brooke is already prepared spectacularly for the occasion, with simple make-up which brought out her green eyes, dressed with a black crop top and a squared mini little skirt then a pair of black heeled shoes (low level) very new for her, but perfect to mark out the night. The first and last time she dresses like that. After all, is the last summer day? The only preoccupation she has is her hair and thanks to Mado who enters Brooke's room and decides to help her.

«Should I leave it to flow on my back or tie it?" Brooke interrogates referring to her chestnut hair. Mado answers with the first option and that is what Brooke does.

«Are you not going to assist to the party?" Mado asks while sitting on Brooke's bed. Brooke sits also on the bed beside Mado and holds her hand.

«I can't stay here, and you perfectly know why. I don't have my place here, in the middle of all these bourgeois and fake persons. You know I love sovereignty and being here is like being closed up to the world." Brooke says while getting up.

«I understand!" Mado exclaims. Brooke's phone rings to signal another message from her friends waiting for her. She wishes a good night to Mado and warmth up to her friend's car.

Getting down, heels on heels, she can see nobody is there. Well, she has to go before someone sees her or before social media comes up.

«Where are you going?" Katherine asks.

Brooke sighs and turns to look at her mom without any concern. «Out!" She simply exclaims.

«You can't go, your father will be up soon and our inviters too," Katherine says calmly.

«Sorry mom, but I will not stay here, faking to be the perfect daughter for you when I'm not. Wendy is there, and she will act as your perfect daughter, I have other things to do." Brooke says while turning to go but her mother's voice sounds to her ears.

«Stay here now!" She orders Brooke.

Brooke turns once more and forwards to her mom.

«No right... No right to order something from me."

«I’m your mother!"

«Oh, so when you want to give me an order, that's the moment you know you are my mom? So sorry for you dear mom, but I'm not your daughter and I have never been. I can't be the daughter of such a fake person..." Brooke yells, angry and without finishing her phrase that her mother, out of her, slaps her.

«Control your words!" Katherine exclaims angrily.

Mado comes to support Brooke asking her if she is okay, while Wendy gets down in her white gown calming down her mom. Brooke redresses her head and looks her mom right into her eyes, disappointed by the degree of no concern she had for her." Don't worry Mado, I think that means I have to get used in getting a slap from my mom now... As usual, I have to adapt to all her injustice!" Brooke says, while finally going furious to her friend's car and having only desire to escape from this suffocating atmosphere.

She slapped me, meaning it’s okay to slap the rebel but not the genuine no matter what she does..

CHAPTER FOUR: REPUTATION

Brooke, Amber and Francis are inside Francis's car, in front of the fraternity house where the party has been organized. Many people are already outside ready to get in, that's great for Brooke, exactly what she needs after the terrible quarrel she had with her mother. Amber, excited to see what about a party with seniors, she wishes a good night to Francis by kissing him on his cheek and inviting Brooke to come in after.

Brooke agrees and asks for some minutes before coming. Amber finally gets down and enters.

Francis knows his friend and wants her to declare what she is hiding.

«What is it, sweaty? You do not seem excited as usual." Francis worries.

Brooke doesn't seem with him, but far in her thoughts as usual. It is true her quarrels with her mom are regular, but this time around... It was tragic and touched Brooke's heart, made her think she has no interest in her mother at the end, and that is just the worse thing a child can think about her mom.

Francis, understanding she didn't want to talk, do not insist and just put one of his hands on Brooke's shoulders while smiling a little at her. Brooke looks at him and gets to him, then hugs him. A hug she needs to have, a hug who could make her forget the beginning of this night, a hug who could let her have fun tonight forgetting her tragic and complicated life, and a friend...a companion always there for her and rather knowing what she needs or not, but was it sufficient? Francis gave her all support but that wasn't sufficient for her, she needs to be reassured that she isn't bad and what she does is right no matter who she hurts.

Brooke smiles, showing up her dimples after leaving her friend, get finally out wishing a good night to her friend, promising herself to pass a good night.

Francis starts the car and goes, while Brooke breathes out then forward to the house.

Entering into the house, regards are placed on her. Beautiful! Some say in a low tone, Brooke is happy that apart from her home, she could enter a place and attract as much attention as she wishes.

Full of assurance, she starts checking for Amber or either Mason, Amber's brother. He too is mad at her, only desires to undress her like all the boys in her school, but hasn't yet succeeded. Only privileged boys could get fucked by one of the most beautiful young ladies of Toronto, cause that's what Brooke is and proud of it.

Her reputation is said to be the most attractive, she is talented, beautiful, proud, and honest, somehow mature within her age. Her body is useless to her, as far as she could invade excitement and desire to a boy. There is a long list of boys, only waiting to explore her body, but as said above, only the privileged would do that.

Brooke finally sees Mason instead of Amber and gets to him, he is chatting with girls "he can't change!"   She says in a low voice. She forwards to him, making sure not to disturb people on the dance floor. She couldn't shout because of the music, so when she arrives near him, she pats his shoulder and he turns to her. When seeing her, he smiles with all his teeth and takes her into his arms.

«I’m glad you are here," Mason says.Brooke smiles at him and he presents her to the girls with whom he was conversing. «Girls! This is Amber's friend, Brooke! "

The girls seem to be kind. One has half-long blond hair and the other has black long hair. They smile at Brooke and greet her. «I think I saw you somewhere last year," The blond girl declares.

«Yeah! Me too, your name seems familiar to me." The girl with black hair says.

«I’m sure you already know her, Brooke is known by everyone, not only because of her social status but because of her reputation. I'm sure someone already talked about her to you. It can't miss!" Marco affirms.

Brooke does not seem embarrassed by such compliments, on the contrary, she just stays in front of them and feels the great satisfaction of being known even by the unknowns.

«My name is Ashley!"

“And I am Mackenzie!'' The other girl present while greeting her.

They continue talking to Brooke after Mason left them. These are Mason's Friends and they also leave in the fraternity house. They invite Brooke to get to their VIP seat. Brooke accepts and gets there with them.

«Do you drink?" Mackenzie proposes. 

«Of course!" Brooke exclaims.

Ashley serves a glass of whisky to Brooke and she starts drinking it. "Is it the first time you come to such parties?" Ashley asks.

«With seniors? Yes! But I went to bigger parties," Brooke says.

Amber comes back with another boy, he seems of a different country, and Brooke recognizes the Philippines boy, possessing dark hair and a spider tattoo on his neck very visible, with earrings on one side of his ears, the typical description of the boy Amber crushes on. Brooke already loves his charisma and seeing his hand in hand with Amber, she already guesses what had happened when she left them.

They sit before Mason comes back to them with a large plate full of shots of vodka.

«Ready for dinner?" Mason jokes while putting on the table the plate full of shots.

«Fred! This is Brooke, my friend whom I talked to you," Amber present.

«Masaya akong nakilala kita," Fred expresses while forwarding his hand to greet.

«What?" Brooke asks.

Everyone laughs under her facial expression.

«Don’t mind him, Brooke, he loves speaking in Tagalog just to Kid," Mackenzie says.

Brooke now understood he was speaking in Tagalog and chuckles. Fred chuckles too «I said, glad to meet you," He repeats before Brooke greets him. » Me too!  You must be a funny guy." Brooke compliments.

«Okay, so can we start?" Mason says impatiently.

«Are we not waiting for...? » Ashley starts before Mason interrupts.

«He will come, he just has a little problem," Mason says.

"Who will come?" Brooke asks herself. Mason invites everyone to take a shot. Brooke invades all her remaining whisky at once before getting out a sound of satisfaction from her mouth, surely because of the hot and bitter taste of the drink into her throat.

«So can we start?" Brooke invites.

Everyone get ready before Mason gives the departure sign. With speed, each and every one takes a shot after one and drinks it rapidly until it finishes.

«Finish!" Brooke shouts after taking all the shots that were on her side. «What next?"

«I love this girl!" Mason exclaims looking at her full of admiration.

«I’m going to dance now! Are you coming?" Brooke asks.

«Get first, we gonna follow you after," Fred says.

Brooke sends out a "whoo" before getting to the dance floor. On the table, Amber and Mason praise Brooke's talent for dance.

Brooke, half dominated by alcohol, has only envy to do the best thing she knows... dance, shake her body, get in contact with the music and liberate... Like a bird out of its cage.

Very far from where she is, meaning... forgetting people are around her dancing also, she does not care what they could think about her, all she wants is to wiggle like a horny pussy.

A strange boy comes closer to her and takes her wrist, like inviting her to shake on him. No objection cause she needs to dance with someone, she led him do what he wants. She wiggles on him smoothly without judgment and restraint, ready to do a striptease even if it is necessary so much she feels at ease. She gets down lowly, back to the boy, her ass touching his middle part, the boy's hands still holding her waist, gets down too with her, enjoying the pleasant moment. «You’re so damned hot!"  The boy exclaims.

They get up and Brooke turns and enrolls her hands around him, puts her forehead on his and says "but too good for you men!"  She says, before leaving him full of excitement and getting out.

Outside, her head and eyes are paining a little because of the emotions and alcohol mixed into her body. She decides to walk a little, trying to profit more and more about the night.

«Hey!" Someone shouts behind her.

It is the boy she left on the dance floor "what does he want?" Brooke asks herself. «What is it?" She now asks directly.

«We didn't finish dancing," He says. Brooke laughs and looks at him with a pathetic face. «Who told you that dude? I finished dancing with you, so goodbye!" Brooke turns to go, but the boy holds her and attracts her to him. She looks at him surprised and a little confused by alcohol but tries to liberate from him.

«You can't go like that after, doing what you did," The guy says with a different face.

«Leav... Leave me now, you slug!" Brooke protests, trying to get out of his control.

«Slug! I will show you what the slug can do tonight." The boy says, still holding her and placing kisses on her skin, no matter the strength Brooke does to get him out from her. «Get away, dirty pig... Coward... Get away I said... Stop...stop that!" Brooke continues shouting but no way, it is as if the boy gummed them together or maybe she has no force compared to him.

"What will I do now?"

CHAPTER FIVE: SEDUCE

Brooke tries to fight against the control of the guy, no matter his stubbornness. «Leave me!" She continues repeating to the guy who seems not to hear what she is trying to say.

She discovers she has a little space for her leg to move, she crushes his feet with her heels shoes. He throws himself back from Brooke and shouts of pain while getting out insult "fuck! » holding his leg with an angry facial expression, feeling pains after Brooke's attack.

Brooke knows she will not get back to the party without him trying to attack her again, he seems drunk and has only one idea, have what he want, so she searches everywhere on the ground and sees a big stick on the floor, the first idea she has in her head, is to use it on the bully. She gets rapidly to take the stick, profiting from the distraction of the boy, and takes it while provoking him to let her go or she will use it on him.

The boy laughs after coming back to his senses. «And you think I will let you go after what you did?" He says coming closer to her rapidly to attack her.

Brooke backs up while the boy strides forward. She is ready to attack if he tries once more to touch her. It wasn't the effect of alcohol who made her have this courage. «Do not approach me..." She says while backing again and again, with a ready face for an attack.

While backing, she stumbles and falls. The boy gets up one of his hands, takes the stick and throws it, then tries to hold her.

Brooke closes her eyes afraid of what the boy would do... But after few seconds, nothing happened. She opens her eyes and sees another hand holding the boy's hand. She turns her head to him still holding the stick, the boy is dressed in black and could realize he seems furious, no matter she couldn't recognize the face in the dark. The other boy pushes the bully, causing him to fall. Brooke gets up rapidly and hides behind the boy who came and rescue her.

The other boy gets up and comes and attacks the hero. A fight starts, the boys are hitting each other violently. Seems the hero is winning but not for long, the bully gets a rapid advantage over him. Brooke gets afraid they could kill each other and starts shouting for help.

The hero falls with the bully on the floor and starts punching him, but the bully succeeds in getting out from him and continues the massacre. Brooke could not just wait for people to come out, time to use the famous big stick.

She handles back the stick and hits the bully who was dominating the hero. The bully gets out of the hero and he takes advantage of punching him more, still on the floor. Mason, Fred and the others come out and separate them.

«Hey, Wayatt, Calm down!" Mason says while separating Wayatt from the other boy.

«Get the shit out from here now, motherfucker!" Wayatt shouts out of him, trying to control his breathings.

«What is it?" Fred asks.

«He attacked me." Brooke answers.

«Excuse me? Get out from here now, who are you even? I'm not sure you aren’t even invited." Mason says.

«Get out dude before a second-round comes in. And trust me, you may bear the consequences." Fred orders.

«Be sure you will pay what you did."  The boy said before getting out in a poor condition.

«Are you okay Brooke?" The girls ask Brooke.

Brooke agrees slowly trying to see who her hero is, but the boys invite him to enter.

«Who was that boy?" Brooke asks.

«His name is Wayatt, a friend of ours," Ashley answers.

«Thanks, he came to rescue you," Mackenzie says.

«Let’s enter, or do you want to get back home?" Amber ask.

«I’m alright!" Brooke says before they all enter. Even if he was all in black, Brooke could feel the courageous man he is and is intrigued to know the face of the boy. She also wishes just like his courage, he is handsome.