Bullied By My Alpha Stepbrother

Chapter 53

Still a day earlier

Hardin’s POV

If there was a motto that I lived by that I was sure was one of the reasons why I had made a name for myself in this school, it was the act first, talk later movement.

I saw the way everyone else minded their business almost immediately I looked at them with raised eyebrows as I dragged the boy that I had just punched out of the cafeteria. I knew that once I left the cafeteria, there would be a lot of mumblings and speculations about why I had punched him and was now taking him out of the cafeteria to finish the job. And if I was someone who cared about what people said, then maybe it would have bothered me but I didn’t.Copyright Nôv/el/Dra/ma.Org.

Something at the back of my mind reminded me that this was not an action that I should have carried out, especially because they were yet to even decide if I was to keep my title as captain of the team or give it to that fake prince charming, Lorenzo. And from the looks of it, after this scene, I was sure that he would report it. Anything to make sure that I lost. But I still didn’t care as much as I should.

Nothing seemed to even make me want to stop myself from dealing with this guy, especially because he deserved it.

Dragging him out to the empty lacrosse field since everyone else was inside by this time, I pushed him and let go of the back of his neck, watching as he fell to the ground and turned around to look at me in fear.

“I’m so sorry, Hardin. I didn’t do anything, I swear” The boy muttered shakily and if I hadn’t overheard him, I would have believed that it was not possible for him to do a single thing that was bad.

He looked like the kind of kid that would get called the nice guy by others only to end up stabbing people in the back. He looked like Lorenzo did. Perhaps that was why his plea made me angrier and I growled, making him flinch.

“You didn’t do anything, right?” I drawled and when he nodded, I grinned even though anyone who saw me would know that it was far from a smile.

He didn’t do anything, actually. It didn’t even count that he did something, since the reason why I had brought him out was because I overheard everything he was saying to his friends.

Of course he would not think that the reason why I brought him out was because I had overheard him openly lusting after Jasmine and telling his friends that he was going to do everything in his power to make sure that he fucked her.

Thanks to supernatural hearing, his words had floated over to me like he was sitting right beside me when he said them and when I had looked at his face, there was so much pride and determination on his face that he was trying to fake innocence on right now, like he was not capable of hurting a fly. And people like him, pretenders were the worst type of assholes.

Jasmine thought I was an evil bastard but I didn’t pretend to be a nice guy like Lorenzo. I didn’t pretend like this guy.

“What’s your name?”

“Ben.” He stuttered and I nodded, noting it down at the back of my mind.

“What year?”

“Junior year” he answered and I nodded again.

Bending down to grab his jaw, I held his gaze.

“Listen to me carefully, young man. Because I’m only going to say this once.”

“I’ll do whatever you want, Hardin, just say the word.”

“You won’t have much choice anyways. You will go back to your little friends and tell them that everything you said about Jasmine was disrespectful and you will make sure that neither you or your friends even walk in the same direction whenever you see her. You will stay as far away from her as possible, do I make myself clear?”

He nodded, his eyes filling with tears as I grabbed his arm. Pathetic. Utterly pathetic.

I was contemplating what would be the best punishment for him when Sandro called my name and I released my grip on Ben, turning around to look at him.

“What’s up? I have news.” Sandro said, looking at Ben before pulling me to a corner.

Frowning, I wondered what bad news it was, because I knew that it was only a matter of time before someone reported the scene that I had created in the cafeteria to the school, especially because everyone knew I was still on probation to be captain.

“Give me the bad news fast. I have things to do.”

“It’s good news” Sandro said with a smile.

“Lorenzo just informed the coach that there is no need for the assessment anymore. He’s no longer interested in competing with you for your position. The best part? He said it himself that you will be a better captain. Coach is looking for you now.”

My eyes widened in surprise and even though this was supposed to be the best news that I had gotten in a while, I didn’t know how to feel about it. Because why had Lorenzo done that?

“Help me handle him.” I told Sandro, gesturing towards Ben and he nodded, patting my shoulder.

Long after I saw Coach who repeated the same thing that Sandro had told me and announced me as captain of the team, I sat in my car, thinking about why Lorenzo could have done what he did, while waiting for Jasmine who was supposed to go home with me today.

When the passenger door opened and she entered, I glared at her, my eyes moving to the skirt that she wore today.

It was ridiculously short or it could be that her fat ass made it even shorter but it made me blind with anger and jealousy that she had dressed up like that, allowing other guys to look at her lustfully.

I had to remind myself that I didn’t own her and I didn’t have a right to be angry but it didn’t stop me from growling at her.

“You could just let me hitch a ride with Nadia if you do not want me to be in your space.”

“We need to talk” I answered and started the car, knowing that I didn’t want to have this conversation in the school parking lot where anyone might be watching us.

The ride home was quick and silent and I hated the way my dick hardened everytime I glanced at her bare thighs.

When we arrived at the house, I followed her upstairs and barged into her room when she was about to close the door on my face, locking it after me.

Her eyes widened in fear and she moved back, giving me a wide berth.

“What’s the problem? I thought you got what you wanted. You’re the captain of the lacrosse team again. I thought you’d be in happier spirits.”

Raising my eyebrows at her, I scoffed.

“First off, let’s start with that ridiculously short skirt that you wore to school today. Do you know why I punched that guy in the cafeteria? He was talking about how he wanted to do things to you. And it’s because you woke up and decided that you wanted to seduce the male population today, didn’t you?”

Her eyes widened and she shook her head almost immediately, looking down at her skirt.

It made me laugh.

“And secondly, I don’t know what you and your boyfriend have planned and why he stepped down from the competition but I hope he knows that I do not see this as a favour. And that he knows that no matter what he does, I will always be better than him.”

“I didn’t wear the skirt to seduce anyone.” She countered back and I hated how my dick hardened at her defiant tone. I hated how my body responded to her.

“Well, you must have worn it for attention, Jasmine. And now you’re going to get it.”

Closing the distance between us, I grabbed her neck and pushed her down to the bed. She gasped and as she tried to wriggle away from my grasp, she ended up falling chest down to the bed, her skirt flying up to reveal her beautiful ass in a thong.

I knew that I wouldn’t be able to be soft or slow today, the lust almost like pain in my throat.

Pinning her down to the bed, her hands held behind my back by my other hand, I loosened my belt and brought out my cock, stroking it with a groan.

“Hardin…” She whimpered as I pushed her thong to the side and pushed two fingers into her wet tight pussy.

I hated that she still had the ability to make me want her like this. But right now, my hatred didn’t matter. Nothing mattered, except the groan that escaped my throat when I slammed into her tight heat.

Her head fell back and I covered her mouth, thrusting into her hard and fast, the only sound in the room been my muffled groans as I fucked her like I was a dying man and this was the last time.

Lorenzo might have thought that he had won by stepping down for me to be captain but he would never have Jasmine. Because I would never let him.