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HEALING IN HIS ARMS

After getting raped by her uncle at the age of 10, pearl Wilson's life never remained the same. She had to live with the stigma even after her uncle Richard was sent to jail. No one knows about the case except her family and her three friends, but despite that fact, she felt eyes on herself everywhere she went. Pearl grew a deep-seated hatred for the male gender afterwards, even her own dad. She's rebellious and obstinate. As she grew, her hatred grew with her, up until college. Everyone in Legacy college knows Pearl the male hater who throws shit on the faces of every boy she meets. Pearl's male hatred met an unexpected hitch when she had an encounter with the silent one, her department's quiet boy... Ronnie Banks. Ronnie is known for his greek-god-ish calm exterior and cool personality. He only talks when necessary, but what Pearl is unaware of is that he has had eyes on her since her first year in the school. He has been watching her from a distance, and now, she willingly walked into his lair. She's caught! What happens next? When the two opposites clash... When secrets huge enough to break several hearts started coming out like. when bloodshed and unexpected events hit the ground. Are you already feeling the heat of the dramas? Damn! You don't wanna miss out on this Dark College Romance, do you? Don't you dare!
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Chapter 5

She was fuming madly as she got her phone and bag from the car, storming down the road to find a taxi.

*

ROONIE'S PLACE*

The table is already set for uncle Edward dinner.

Like he promised, he came to prepare dinner for the guys, and they have no choice but eat.

Hyce looks like he has a lot to say, but he's struggling to keep quiet as they set the cutleries beside the plates.

Axel was keeping in his laughter as he watched him, and Roonie has this sardonic smirk on his face.

"Shall we?" Uncle Edward widened his arms when they finished setting the table.

He's in his early forties obviously.

They settled on the chairs to start eating, but the barging at the door stopped them.

"Expecting someone?" Uncle Edward asked.

Hyce stood to go check, and immediately he opened the door, Pearl bolted in.

"Fuckity fûck" Hyce muttered as she dropped her bag then started running to the table.

Uncle Edward stood with Axel, but Roonie remained seated till she got to the table and jumped on it, pushing away the meals with her heels.

The chinas crashed on the ground as she picked a fork, swirling around before jumping down on Roonie.

He went down without fighting, landing on his back.

The china pieces hurt his arms as Pearl sat on his belt region, placing the fork on his neck.

The fork digged into his skin slightly, and blood trickled out, but she's too enraged to even care...

Roonie kept laying low, and the other three men have impressed expressions.

"Sending thugs to me is a cowardly thing to do, motherfûcker! You should have faced me yourself!" Pearl glared, still placing the fork firmly on Levi's neck, still sitting on him.

Roonie smiled intriguingly, looking bemused and definitely liking the feel of her @ss on himself.

"If you're gonna ride me, do it properly" he said with a slight raise of his brows.

"What" Pearl sounded.

"You're sitting on my dîck" he muttered.

"You're sitting on my dîck" he muttered, and pearl's eyes widened a bit.

She became conscious of her sitting position, and she could swear she felt his boner on herself.

She quickly stood from him.

"Young girl!" Uncle Edward scowled alarmingly.

"Calm down, uncle. He won't die" Axel muttered.

"Next time, fox. Target my vein" Roonie smirked devilishly at her.

She scoffed.

"Coming here was a mistake, you fuçking...

"Watch that mouth" Roonie interrupted, sitting up on the ground.

The blood on his neck stained his shirt.

"I hope your pillow becomes wet every night, motherfûcker!" She spat ragingly.

"I get that a lot" he muttered with an unhinged calm.

Pearl gave him the middle finger before storming out of the house, leaving the men in awe.

"What was that" Uncle Edward said, moving close to Ronnie who's just standing.

"She's Pearl Axel...the craziest girl in school" Hyce said.

"And?"

"Someone probably sent thugs to her like she said, but they obviously used Banks name" Axel said.

"An enemy?" Uncle Edward frowned.

"We know who it is... Bloody Rook. I'm breaking his fuçking skull" Roonie replied and went upstairs.

"She ruined my dinner and broke numerous chinas" Uncle Edward said.

"We can always replace the chinas, and you can cook another dinner" Axel shrugged.

"No! I mean... maybe tomorrow, not tonight" Hyce quickly said, and the man's phone rang, interrupting them.

After a minute of speaking on phone, he picked his car keys from the couch.

"My wife is back, I have to go. Take care of Banks" he announced.

"Oh...sure!" Axel nodded as Edward left the house.

"Fûck! I wanna buy Pearl a jet for ruining this poisonous dinner" Hyce said.

"Relax" Axel patted him, and Hyce nodded.

"Rook is perfectly overstepping his boundaries" he said.

"He's getting it soon, Banks won't lay low after this, trust me" Axel said with a crazy smile.

*

"He's getting it soon, Banks won't lay low after this, trust me" Axel said with a crazy smile.

*

ROONIE'S ROOM*

Roonie is shirtless, and his madly ripped upper body is on display, his abs and pacs flexing as he cleaned up the neck and arm wounds in front of the mirror.

He remembered Pearl's challenge earlier, and a cruel smile climbed his seductive lips.

To others, it's an attack, but to him, it's a challenge.

Catch me if you can, and he's all ready to do the chase.

To think he has been pretending not to see her since three years ago, and now she presented herself for sport.

Such a good little girl.

He finished cleaning the wound and slapped a small plaster on it to control the bleeding for now.

He's gonna get rid of it after it stops, he hates any barrier on his skin.

Unlike his friends, no single tattoo on his visible body, but he has a hidden one, known to only him.

He threw on a black shirt and got his phone.

Thankfully, he has Rook's line...He likes keeping his enemies around.

He sent him a quick text...

Roonie:I saw your gift, get ready for mine.

He sat in bed after dropping his phone.

He tried to focus on something..anything at all in the dark room, but he failed, and his mind went to that miserable sentence again...

"YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE BEEN BORN, ROONIE"

His eyes opened slowly, his brows rumpling as the guys came in.

They both fell beside him.

"Exit, I need to sleep" Roonie said, stroking his own hair.

"When are we killing Rook?" Axel asked.

"He's not in the to-kill list yet" Roonie replied calmly.

"What do you fuçking mean? Dude sent his members to hurt Pearl with your name! The girl you've been watching since the beginning?" Hyce frowned.

"You're not getting it, bro. He's not watching because of interest, he's watching because of duty" Axel said.

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