Spoiling The Billionaire’s Good Son

Renee’s POV

During lunch, I noticed Shane was absent which meant he had skipped. Theoden was nowhere to be found and that’s because he was practicing with the other teammates for an important game this weekend.

Layla just sat alone, eating her sandwich and drinking her raspberry juice. She looked so lonely but who cares? Heard she never pays attention to any guy except Shane and Theoden.

She constantly rejects any boy who asks her out and wouldn’t give a damn reason for it. They don’t just know she’s madly in love with someone else. She has fallen head over heels for Shane and doesn’t need any other person.

Sadly, I don’t think he feels the same way for her.

“Which shit hole did Derek crawl out from?” Ashley asked, sipping her orange juice. I followed her eyes and saw him walking into the cafeteria with Kyle. “He hasn’t been in school for weeks”

The former was the dickhead I met at the freshmen party. He had remained glued to my side and wouldn’t let any guy lay their hands on me. He even went as far as spitting into a boy’s eyes because he was staring and licking his lips while I twerked on top of the table.

Psychotic, isn’t it?

“Urgh, it’s gonna get worse. The duo combined will break Shane into pieces”

I immediately turned in search of Kyle. When I found him, his psychotic green eyes were pinned on me.

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I already planned on skipping the next class after lunch and that class was French. Fucking French. Like, why the fuck do we really have to learn some foreign language anyway?

It’s always boring and I can tell I’m not the only person who feels that way about it. I know this because half of the class’s population is always dozing off whenever the class is ongoing.

Aside from that, the teacher is not even hot. At least if you’re teaching a very boring subject, you should be fucking hot. This should be a rule in every school cause why not?

I walked into the class and looked around. When my eyes landed on him, a smirk curled up at the corner of my lips. I think I know a very interesting way to enjoy skipping a class.

And that involves him.

“Miss Morgen, I’m glad you decided to join the class today. Shall I give you a seat?”

I looked at the teacher and was tempted to roll my eyes. Gosh, does this man even know a thing about dressing? I swear this is the third time he’s wearing a multi-color this week.

Instead of giving him a response, I squared my shoulders and looked ahead. “Shane Dalton, the Principal requests our presence in his office”

Everyone looked at us in surprise, including the French teacher, urgh, what’s his name again? “Right now, Shane, don’t make me wait”

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Shane’s POV

“Shane Dalton, the Principal requests our presence in his office” Renee announced and my heart skipped a beat. My face blanched with horror.

The Principal???

How? Why?

Holy Christ, don’t tell me he knows about Renee and I getting stuck together in the male’s bathroom some weeks ago.

“Right now, Shane, don’t make me wait” She added and walked out of the class. Everyone was now staring at me and it didn’t sit well with the way I was feeling Inside.

The Principal requests OUR presence. That only means we had been caught and reported. I thought no one knew except us. Renee promised she wouldn’t get caught.

Wait. What if she had reported us herself? No, she wouldn’t, would she?

“Shane, what’s going on?” Layla asked and I turned to look at her. “Your hands. They’re… They’re…”

I quickly curled my hands into a fist and looked away. My anxiety had gotten a hold of me and I didn’t realize they had started shaking.

My legs felt too heavy to move but I forced myself to stand up from my seat. The Principal and most of the staff must be waiting. Renee… Thinking about her, I gulped hard.

Beads of sweat had already formed on my forehead and my head started pounding. I’ll be suspended from school or worse, expelled. I won’t complete my senior year and Dad would be so disappointed in me.

He had told me to steer clear from her after he found her in my room that night. But I refused. I disobeyed him and till now, I haven’t felt bad about it. Kade wouldn’t care. He’d laugh so hard and be excited that I finally got to disappoint Dad, just like him.

“I’m sure you made excellent results once again and the Principal just wanna sing your praises all day” Mr. Fernandez smiled and I bowed to him before walking out of the class.

I’ve been called by the Principal multiple times but this time felt different. No, it couldn’t be the results. No matter how hard I tried to think of the possibilities, my mind always went back to Renee kneeling in one of the stalls in the male’s bathroom and pleasuring me with her hands.

I felt myself harden at the thought and groaned. No, not now. This shouldn’t be happening to me right now. Not when I’m in a big mess already.

Hold on, where’s Renee?

When I didn’t see her around, I concluded that she must’ve gotten to the Principal’s office already. She didn’t look scared when she made the announcement and her demeanor didn’t change.

She didn’t look like one who was afraid of getting kicked out of school. If the news went viral, colleges might not accept her and I felt so bad. I should’ve prevented this, this is all my fault.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

I desperately wished I could see her and assure her that everything would be okay.

I’d tell the Principal and everyone else that she didn’t know her way around and walked into the male’s bathroom. Besides, she’s still a freshman. I met her and instead of letting her go, I threatened to report that she walked into the bathroom to watch the boys shower. Then I asked her to s. uck my d. ck if she wanted me to keep my mouth shut.

I’ll take all the blames and the punishments too.

Holy mercies, where did that come from? I wondered as I kept walking toward the Principal’s office.

Suddenly, someone grabbed me and dragged me inside a dark room. I couldn’t see who it was but I heard the door being locked. I panicked. Deep down, I prayed it wasn’t Kyle or Derek.

I saw the latter when I was heading out of the library and was forced to hide somewhere until he was out of sight. I didn’t want to think of the things he was gonna do if he laid eyes on me.

“Who… Who’s there?” I asked in panic and tottered backward. “What do you want from me?”

Silence met my questions. Then finally…

“Many things”

The response was quiet and it sent shivers down my spine. The fear and panic were gone. I gulped hard and stopped dead on my track. Renee???

She turned on the light and I squinted, shielding my eyes with my hand as I tried to adjust to the new brightness. When I finally did, I looked around and discovered we were inside a lab.

What are we doing here? Why did she drag me in here?

“Where were you going, Shane?”

Surprised, I stared at her before opening my mouth to respond. “The… The Principal’s office. I… You said…”

But then, she laughed.

“Don’t tell me you fell for that so easily, Shane”

I stared at her in disbelief and couldn’t utter a word. Was this some sort of joke? Does it mean the Principal never called us? I have to get this straight.

“But you… You said…”

“Take a chill pill, will you?” She came closer and stood in front of me. “Why would the Principal request for us? We didn’t do anything good or really bad, did we?”

I momentarily thought about it.

No, we didn’t do anything good but yes, we did something… Bad. Something bad like staying behind closed doors in the male’s bathroom and… And doing things. Well… not so bad to me because it felt good.

Once again, my d. ck jerked under my pants and I squeezed my eyes shut. This thing doesn’t have a single control, does it?

“Aren’t you gonna ask why I dragged you in here? This doesn’t look like a fucking French class”

She got a little bit closer and I felt my lower region respond to her instinctively. It grew hard and bulged in front of my trousers. Embarrassment coated my cheeks as I shifted uncomfortably, trying to make it go down but it wouldn’t budge.

Jeez, why does this keep happening whenever she’s around me?