Spoiling The Billionaire’s Good Son

Renee’s POV

Shane Dalton is gonna be my tutor. Scratch that, Shane Dalton is my fucking tutor, ha!

I walked through the hallway, smiling to myself like a fucking idiot. The students stopped to stare at me in amusement while the others whispered and giggled amongst themselves. They must be thinking I’ve gone nuts.

Well, everything was so exciting because I’ll now be closer to Shane. He could tutor me on fucking French and World History while I got him dirty with my hands. Gosh, I already had a long list of things I wanted to do to him. And being my tutor was such a good way to get started.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

Here in school, Layla is always all over him. It has gotten worst and it seems like she doesn’t want him to fucking breathe the same air as everyone else. She follows him everywhere too, such a pest.

Then back at home, he spends time playing basketball with Theo or reading with Layla. The only time we get to see eye to eye is during breakfast, lunch, and dinner and it’s not enough. Fuck, I didn’t know I could miss being with a person so much.

I miss being near him, I miss speaking to him and making him all red and nervous. I miss touching him-Everywhere. I miss inhaling his sweet, intoxicating scent, I miss… Everything about him and I don’t think I can help it anymore.

For two weeks, I’ve missed him, craved him. Anytime I close my eyes, I picture him. I picture him holding me, touching me, caressing me. I keep dreaming about him and it has become a nightmare because I always wake up drenched in my underwear. I always wake up craving him even more.

A shiver worked down my spine and I shut my eyes, forcing the thoughts out of my mind. How did it get to this? When did I get so attracted to him? He’s not even my type. He’s a fucking good boy and can’t stand up for himself. He gets beaten all the time but yet he doesn’t retaliate. He’s always so full of shame and can’t even stand the sight of a girl.

But yet he drives me crazy with his innocence. I get turned on by just hearing his deep voice from miles away. I get butterflies just hearing him laugh with Theoden while playing the basketball game. I get wet dreams just thinking about him…

“Ahh!” I half yelled when my face collided with a hard chest. Squeezing my eyes shut, I palmed my forehead “Holy fuck!”

I opened my eyes when I heard whispers from the students. They were staring at me. No, at us. I quickly averted my gaze and looked up at the tall figure in front of me. My mouth dropped, damn.

His hair was messy but he still looked fucking hot. The look in his green psychotic eyes didn’t change a bit as they glared down at me with so much intensity. I got hold of myself immediately and slammed my mouth shut. Jeez, did I just gawk at this asshole?

“I guess you’re fucking blind, aren’t you?” I asked, glaring at him. Hell, he just bumped into me and he’s glaring at me like I’m supposed to say sorry. Wait, sorry? Hell no!

The students who stood around gasped and whispered amongst themselves. They had multiplied by a thousand and it wasn’t surprising. Wherever Kyle Lindton was, there was surely a crowd of cowards like him.

The look in his eyes didn’t change a bit and I’m surprised he hasn’t thrown a punch or slammed my head against the wall like he always does whenever anyone steps on his path. He just stood there, glaring as if contemplating which option to choose.

He looked down at my book on the floor and quietly, he crouched and picked it up. My midterm result sheet had slipped out too and I could see the stupid glint in his eyes when he saw it.

Everyone gasped in shock and I stared at him surprised. Surely, this wasn’t happening. I didn’t just bump into the almighty Kyle Lindton and instead of hitting me, he picked up my book.

“Who the fuck fails French and World History?” He asked, the sarcasm evident in his voice.

“Me, how nice” I answered and snatched the book and result sheet from him. He smirked and I felt like punching his fucking face. Fucking asshole!

“I could teach you”

I paused and stared at him in surprise. Is Kyle talking to me? No, I guess I’m dreaming. Kyle doesn’t talk to anyone except Derek and his bitch of a sister. To everyone else, he uses his fists as a means of conversation.

Before I could utter a word, he walked off, leaving everyone in shock. Wait. What just happened? Did he just speak nicely to me? He even offered to teach me.

As I turned to walk away, my eyes met a familiar pair of blue eyes. He was standing in a corner, away from the crowd and he was staring at me with a void expression on his face.

I stared back, feeling the sizzling running down my spine. It has been this way for the past two weeks. We only stare at each other from a distance and he’s always the first to look away. But today was different because he wasn’t even trying to quit and I noticed his eyes looked darker.

“Oh, Renee, there you are!” Ashley called out and came to stand in front of me, instantly blocking my view. “Gosh, what do I do with statistics? I can’t fucking have good grades in it”

Absent-mindedly, I kept straining my neck, trying to see Shane but I couldn’t. I didn’t even realize that Ashley was rambling on and on.

“Renee, are you listening? What do you think?”

“Huh? About what?” I asked, still straining my neck.

“About… Wait, what are you looking at?” She moved away immediately, trying to find what I was looking at. I did the same but he wasn’t there anymore. He was gone. “What is that?”

“Um… Nothing. It’s nothing, let’s go” I answered curtly and dragged her along with me. Shane… What was that look in his eyes?

“Are you sure you’re okay? You aren’t even listening to me. I feel neglected as your best friend. You don’t even…” She paused and took a deep breath. She looked quite sad and it was disturbing. “I failed Statistics. Again.”

“I failed French and World History” She knew that already but I had to remind her.

“Oh, Pooh! Who cares about them anyway?”

“I don’t but I’ve gotten myself a tutor”

Her eyes widened. “No fucking way!!!”

“Well, I have.” I smiled and squeezed her hands in mine. “So you better get one or we find a better option than fucking the Statistics teacher”

She laughed her ass out and I smiled. I had to cheer her up because I knew she’d cry over it and I hate to see people cry, especially my best friend. Besides, her parents didn’t take failures lightly and never failed to pressurize her.

“God, I’m hungry, let’s eat”

At the cafeteria, Shane sat down in their usual spot with Theoden and Layla. Theo said something and they laughed, making me wonder what they were talking about.

Fuck, I couldn’t even concentrate any longer.

“Hey, where are you going?” Ashley asked once I stood up. “You’re not even done with lunch”

“I’ll be right back. I wanna pay an old friend a visit” I got over to Shane’s table and everyone fell quiet, except for Theoden.

“Hey Renee, join us. We were just talking about…”

“Don’t tell her!” Layla snapped, glaring hard at Theoden. He ignored her and wanted to continue what he was saying but I cut him off.

“I failed in French and World History” Layla laughed, yeah, I expected that. She threw her arm on Shane’s shoulder and I noticed he shifted uncomfortably like her touch burned him.

“I guess all those parties did you no good” Theoden glared at her and she shrugged and asked. “What?!?”

“I just wanted to inform Shane first before the Guidance Counselor does.” I smiled and turned to look at Shane who had been staring at me the whole time. “You’re my fucking tutor”

“No, wait…” Layla paused and looked at me. The smile on her face disappeared and was suddenly replaced by surprise. “What???”

I rolled my eyes and ate a few chips from Theoden’s plate. I drank his juice and dabbed the corner of my mouth with the serviette. When I was done, I walked over to where Shane sat and pulled him up.

“Well, see y’all later, I’ve gotta study.” I winked at them and dragged Shane away.