Bad Boy Revelation (Alpha Bad Boy Book 1)

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Author: Sloane Howell
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couldn't back up his reputation at school.
    "What the hell is wrong with you? Who are you?"
    "What?" I giggled at him, at his grip on my arm.
    "You know what? This isn't you."
    I had to amp up the tension. I had to piss him off. "Well, I mean, you get to fuck whoever you want. I get to be the good girl who pretends you're not an asshole. We might as well cut to the chase."
    "You need to shut your mouth. People are watching us." His jaw clenched as he grinded his teeth.
    Cars were filing out of the parking lot, on their way to the local buffet to stuff their faces after Dad just gave a sermon on sin. They were oblivious. They only focused on the sins that affected them and pointed out everyone else's faults.
    "I don't care who is watching. If I have to be stuck with a bitch, I will say what I please." I folded my arms across my chest.
    "Who the fuck are you calling a bitch?" He shoved me against his car, again not hard enough. He ground his mediocre dick into my skirt like he was a badass. "Yeah, you'll get this cock one day. Whenever I feel like giving it to you." He leaned into my ear. "And you'll share me with whoever else I feel like giving it to. If you know what's good for your family."
    I scoffed, like ruling a small town made him some kind of royalty. He had a temper and it might've been a turn on if he wasn't five foot eight and looked like a high school boy. His anger made him seem less of a man and more like a spoiled trust fund brat.
    "Oh, are you going to hurt me? What kind of damage can you do with that pencil dick between my legs? Tell me." I paused and sighed as I watched his face turn bright pink. "Fucking pussy."
    We were alone in the parking lot now. Everyone had left. I could practically feel the heat rushing into his red cheeks.
    He reared back and slapped me across the face. It was just short of a mild annoyance. I giggled. He reached back to hit me again and a large hand gripped him around the wrist. He doubled over in pain as the giant fingers dug into him.
    When he fell at the waist I saw the face of what I wanted. Bryce looked angry, fucking furious truth be told. He leaned down and growled into Brian's ear. "Don't ever touch what is mine." His voice was deep and throaty and hot as all fuck. My legs quivered and my pussy was on fire watching Brian cower beneath him. I brushed my sweaty palms down my skirt, and I was actually a bit jealous. I wanted Bryce's hands on me, roughing me up instead of Brian. Bryce stalking me like I was his property made my insides tremble and my pulse race.
    "Get off me you fucking neanderthal!" Brian yelped, his cries showing the bitch he really was.
    Bryce slammed him against the car. The large beast's chest rose and fell in huge waves.
    "Who the fuck are you?" Brian trembled as Bryce's large hand gripped him around the throat, his eyes like lasers on him, looking like he might just kill him. I looked over at the motorcycle and imagined riding it with my arms wrapped around him. I glanced back to Bryce, feeling the tension in the air. Even the fabric of his shirt warred with itself at the seams, threatening to burst as Brian's face turned pale, his lips shaded a lightened purple.
    "You're going to pay for this." He managed to mumble as Bryce gripped him tighter. "You can have that fucking slut."
    A wave of energy ripped through Bryce at the sound of Brian's poor attempt at an insult. My hero's veins bulged in his neck, his biceps growing into chiseled stone that I wanted to dig my fingernails into.
    His head rocketed forward and pummeled Brian's nose. The blood. Oh my God, the blood sent electric jolts into my needy cunt as I gasped. I thought I might come as Brian crumpled to an unconscious pile of inadequacy, slumped against his black Lincoln Navigator on the pavement. Blood pulsed from his nose and flowed down, seeping into his dress clothes. I never thought two men fighting over me would turn me on the way it did.
    I stood there, trembling in fear and lust as Bryce

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