MORE NIGHT WITH RUTHLESS BILLIONAIRE

"Battle 1"

"Peyton Kamila Ramos..." Miss Minchin called me with a venomous tone. I couldn't help but roll my eyes before standing up.

Miss Minchin, whose biography probably had Luci and Santa----Lucifer and Satan, I mean--written as her parents. She was literally spit out from hell.

And she wasn't alone in tormenting me at the University of San Miguel---my alma mater which suddenly turned out to be a stopover to hell.

Suddenly, everyone in this school seemed to hate me. Yes, I'm not rich, just plain like me and my mom, but for crying out loud, I'm intelligent! And I could tell who was the cause of all my suffering.

"I saw you staring at Mr. Valdemar for quite some time now. Are you that attracted to him?" Her hand crossed her ample chest.

This certain Valdemar.

Since he appeared in the university this semester, I've been dodging him like I'm fleeing from death. I thought it was just a coincidence that whenever he bothered me and I snapped at him, I'd walk into class and suddenly my professor would unleash fire upon me.

But it seems like a cycle!

Every time Valdemar pesters me to spend time with him, which I don't even know why, something bad happens to me a few hours after I refuse him. It's like there's a green-skinned spell and curse book hanging in his briefs against me.

I feel like there are friends

of his, sprites and goblins, who always sprinkle magic dust on my irritation towards him. I'm just so thoroughly fed up with him.

And I didn't look at him when Miss Minchin saw me.

Because, you see, someone threw a small piece of paper at me, and I knew it was none other than the fish with the blue eye. He's so pathetic, a lustful creature who's absolutely enamored with my looks.

The first message I received from him?

I want to go between your thighs.

The second message?

I love your lips... I wonder how it tastes...

The third, and repeatedly?

Lunch?

Your smell is so addicting, Pey...

Your voice sounded like a moan.

Who wouldn't get annoyed, right?! And how can I believe when that jerk has a new conquest every day! And now, he's trying to put me on his list.

No way!

"What are you holding?" Miss Minchin from hell walked towards me and tried to snatch the paper from Valdemar. Dammit! I knew the message would be something offensive, and Minchin definitely won't let it slide.

"You won't give it, Ramos?" Miss Minchin raised an eyebrow at me. Her face, chubby and sweaty, I kept my composure even though I was getting annoyed.

"Read what's written there!" She demanded.

What on earth does this paper hold?! I feel like every day I'm opening a fortune cookie with a note inside predicting my fate for the day. I always anticipate, but these messages of his are just infuriating.

I unfolded it

and my eyes widened at what was written. I quickly shifted my gaze to Valdemar, who was now grinning like a demon.

"I said 'F---'," I started.

"FU--" I took a deep breath.

"Fuck me later." I said it quickly. My classmates burst into laughter, and I wanted to sink into my seat. That damn Valdemar!

"RAMOS!" Miss Minchin from hell went pale. "To whom are you giving that?!" She accused.

"What?! Someone just threw this at me." I defended.

"You are one week suspended from my class!"

"F*ck!" I couldn't help but curse.

"What did you say, Miss Ramos? Your mouth is filthy! Repeat what you said! You are two weeks suspended!" She didn't give up.

I remained silent.

"Repeat what you said, Miss Ramos." She asked impatiently.

What more does she want?! It's just a slip of the tongue for crying out loud. I crossed my arms to my chest. My horns are showing because my patience is running short. My mother raised me not to be afraid, so in a matter of seconds, I answered her with an arched eyebrow.

"I said 'FUCK'," My classmates laughed. "WITH RESPECT." I added with emphasis. The laughter and commotion in the class grew louder.

Miss Minchin turned red, seemingly struggling to utter my curse.

"For goodness sake I will file a petition for you to get kicked out!" She suddenly shouted.

"Fine!" I shouted while grabbing my bag.

I walked out. Damn it! It started with a flying paper, and now she wants to kick me out! Hell! I'm a consistent academic scholar at San Miguel.

It's the third year of the second semester, and she wants to kick me out?! That Minchin is really a nuisance, along with Valdemar, the relatives of Satan!

"Pey!" My cousin Bilog, who grew up with me, rushed up to me. He's not my classmate, but he surely heard about my outburst in class and Miss Minchin from hell failing me.

"Bilog. That Valdemar is really an asshole. He put me in trouble again!" I clenched my fist and pulled up the sleeves of my t-shirt.

"Why does Alec have a grudge against you? Did you do something to him?"

"A grudge? Seriously? Me? No, Bilog. I have no idea why that jerk has been making my life miserable since he showed up at this school. Just the other day, damn it, he hid my panties!"

Ugh, I remember now, the panties I left in my locker for emergencies. Valdemar, that jerk, followed me, saw me put them in, took them, smelled them, and then stuffed them in his pocket before walking away. What a pervert. He really has no shame!

"So, what are you going to tell Auntie Ganda? Oh, she'll worry when she finds out you're failing this semester..."

I let out a sigh. Yeah, Ganda will be disappointed. My mom worked so hard to support me. She joined every networking scheme just to have enough for rent and food, including my daily allowance. Thankfully, she hasn't fallen victim to a pyramid scheme, so she keeps on with her business. She says she can still afford to send me to school, but I don't want to add to her expenses. But now it's hitting me. How will I graduate if I'm no longer on scholarship?

"I'll deal with that Valdemar!" I stood up in frustration. I need to calm down; swearing won't help. I have to punch him, it should make me feel better.

"Hey Pey! Don't cause trouble right now! The campus is already hot! Pey!" Bilog shouted at me, but I didn't listen. I started walking away.

I headed to the Football Field, it's not hard to find Valdemar there. He's where all the girls gather, he's that appealing. Girls watch him practice. I guess even nose-picking or this guy taking a dump would draw an audience!

Valdemar waved when he saw me, grinning, even though I was still far from him. His messy hair was drenched in sweat, but his undeniable handsomeness shone through. I wanted to slap myself for noticing.

He is an enemy, Peyton.

Even though his eyes are narrow, they're still intense when he looks. I know girls go crazy for those blue eyes. I still don't understand why, ever since he became my classmate, all he's done is follow me and make my life difficult. He has the option to waste his time on random hot girls, so why bother me?

"Valdemar!" I shouted, even though I was very close now. I prepared my right hand, took a deep breath, then swung it with all my might.

"Ow!" He complained as my fist landed on his nose.

The field fell silent, some gasped.

Of course, I just punched fucking Alec Xerxes Valdemar and it feels so fucking good!

Valdemar's forehead creased as he looked at me, then he glanced at how many saw me punch him. He gritted his teeth, even his jaw tightened, but I didn't feel fear. I didn't care if he wanted to get even!

He grabbed my arm and, being much taller, it was like my feet were swept from under me.

I struggled and shouted, "Fuck you Valdemar! I'll kill you!"

"Tss"

We made it inside the gym, and he pulled me into the male's locker room. He leaned me against the wall and looked into my eyes intently. They were filled with emotions I couldn't understand. Who is this guy, and why does it seem like his mission is to annoy me?

It's like he's harboring some grudge against me and seeking revenge.

"Punching me is a crime, Peyton. You don't know what you are doing.." He whispered, sending shivers down my spine. His warm breath brushed my neck due to our close proximity.

A crime? This damn pimple-faced fish! The nerve of this guy! Who does he think he is?!

"I don't care! You're an asshole! Since you arrived, you've turned this school into Lucifer's playground!!!"

"Oh, so this is already hell for you, Pey? Let me show you what hell really is.."

His eyes widened as I felt his hot lips on mine.

Damn it!

Is he kissing me?!