Chapter 4
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"Natasha, what's wrong with you? You were late for class and even shouted in class. What happened?" The teacher was in the middle of the lecture, about to make the students pay close attention, when he was startled by the scream.
Natasha's cheeks instantly turned red, and her voice trembled as she said, "I... I'm sorry, sir."
The teacher didn't want to dwell on it, so he just told her to focus on class.
I saw Natasha clenching her legs and trembling. She stared at me with wide eyes and asked, "How dare... dare you take my thing?" Before I could react, she snatched the pink remote from me and pressed a button.
Even if I were dumb and didn't care about these things, I knew what it was. But during class, I didn't dare to continue talking to Natasha.
After this class, it would be time to go home. Before the teacher even said it was the end of class, Natasha hurriedly left. I sneered at her back and followed her. When we passed by a small alley, I suddenly pulled her towards me.
I looked at her coldly and said, "Why are you walking so fast? Did it feel good during class?"
"Why are you so despicable? Snooping through my drawer, you are such a scumbag. Serves you right that your parents are dead," Natasha sneered. I didn't expect her evasion and insults. Her attack on my parents infuriated me. I looked at her with a cold smile and said, "Yes, I am despicable. If you want your parents and the entire school to know what just happened, then go ahead and continue insulting me."
I wasn’t sure if she cared about her classmates' opinions, but she certainly cared about Jasper's and Selena's. My guess was right. When Natasha heard that I would tell her parents, panic flashed across her eyes. Her mouth moved, but no words came out.
Honestly, in all the years I had spent at Jasper and Selena's house, it was the first time I saw Natasha back down. It gave me an inexplicable sense of satisfaction.
"What... What do you want?" Natasha looked anxious and raised her head to ask me.
"Scared? What can a nobody like me do to a rich girl like you?" I asked.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have insulted you. Can you please not tell my parents? My good brother," Natasha pleaded.
Hearing Natasha, who was always in the spotlight at school, begging me, I felt an unprecedented satisfaction. So, I continued to mock her, saying, "Now you remember that I'm your brother? The last time you called me that, it caused me a lot of trouble."
Natasha's eyes filled with regret as she said, "Please, don't tell my parents, I'll do anything you want."
Natasha's eyes were teary as she said this, and I couldn't help but soften. But when I thought about all the things she had done to me before, I felt that I shouldn't let her off so easily. So, I took a couple of steps forward and got closer to Natasha. I caught a whiff of her delicate fragrance and whispered, "Anything?"
Natasha was taken aback, not understanding what I meant, and asked me what I wanted.
Gathering my courage, I said, "I want to have s*x with you."
Natasha slapped me and said angrily, "Patrick, you've gone too far."
Actually, I was just joking, and if she refused, I would let it go. And although I didn't want to admit it, I was a bit scared after she slapped me. If she told Jasper and Selena that I threatened her with this, I might truly have no home.
"Fine, if you don't want to, then forget it. I'll tell the classmates and your parents that you were m**********g in class, and I've even taken photos of you." I turned around and walked away. In reality, I was just bluffing. I didn't dare to tell my classmates or her parents what happened, and I hadn't taken any photos.
"Stop!" Natasha shouted, then ran over. After struggling for a moment, she said, "Not now, we'll do it when you come home for the weekend. For now, you can only touch me."
I froze, and then a wave of excitement surged within me. I couldn't believe that Natasha actually agreed! Seeing that she was wearing a super short skirt and exuded youthful energy, I enthusiastically nodded and reached out to touch her.
Natasha suddenly stopped my hand and said, "No!"
Just as I was about to touch Natasha's chest, I was stopped. I was feeling like I had been fooled. I got a bit angry and said, "What? Are you changing your mind again? Then I'll show the photos to your parents."
"No, it's not that. People often pass by here. Follow me," Natasha blushed and said softly, then headed straight towards the grove behind the school.
Once we arrived, Natasha looked around, then closed her eyes and said, "Hurry up, but let's make it clear, after we're done this weekend, you have to delete the photos."
Actually, Natasha panicked and believed that I had taken photos. If she asked me to show them to her, I wouldn't know what to do.
"Okay!" I immediately agreed. Seeing Natasha's tender and smooth skin, I swallowed hard. Worried that someone might pass by later, I fumbled to unbutton her hurriedly.
Natasha opened her eyes and quickly reached out to block my hands, saying, "Don't do that. Someone might see."
I was about to see what was inside, but it was blocked. I sneered and said, "What? Now you're afraid of being seen? Weren't you afraid in class?"
Natasha was annoyed by my words but eventually let go and closed her eyes with humiliation. "Fine, go ahead!"
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