I Am My Highschool Bully's Plaything

Please Ryan

Ryan's POV

I've never wanted to punch someone so hard this bad in my entire life.

Caleb was in hot s**t and was getting fired. My little s**t told me all about it on our way to the office and I had never driven so fast just so I could meet him and drive my fists all the way into his face.

I left him in charge of her, who would've thought he would drag her to the bathroom to ask for s*x? The f*****g audacity?

If I had to hire a female secretary and deal with my manwhore problem, then it was still better than having another male secretary until Alana's contract was over.

What's with her and making every man in a room go mad when she walks in? She had no f*****g idea. The girl was annoyingly innocent to all of it all so she just walked freely. A part of me wanted to lock her up in my mansion forever but I was so greedy that I couldn't wait till I got home everyday. I still wanted to stare at her through the office camera like a f*****g creep. I wanted her near me at all times for no reason.

So yes, I brought her here. There wasn't much for her to do but I didn't care. She will work and get paid, or she'll sit her pretty ass down and get paid, whatever.

I touched her. I played with her all night and wrecked her p***y with my fingers until she fell limp in my arms. I put her naked self to sleep and covered her with a spare blanket, then watched her sleep on the couch possessively. I watched the way she breathed like she had no problems and I wanted to suck it all up and make sure she had problems she would run to me for fixing, but why?

What was wrong with me? Sometimes I couldn't wait to get her to hate me. I just wanted to f**k her. Why should she hate me? I couldn't even come up with a reason besides the stupid thrill. Sometimes I looked at her and didn't even know what I wanted from her, or what she was f*****g doing in my mansion, or why I made her sign a contract to drag her here.

It was so messed up with her as she lived rent free in my head. Curse the day she saw me in that strip club. Curse the day she– wait. Why was she framed?

I knew she would never steal, so why did that happen? Why haven't I even thought of that before now? I will get to the bottom of this. For now, someone deserved to get beaten up until he lost feeling on his legs.

Alana looked frightened the whole drive, like she regretted telling me what happened. She jerked awake when I tapped her a bit so get up so she could leave and get ready for work. She looked so pissed that I let her spend the night in my room, especially when she had no clothes.

She went away in my robe and I was dying for her sister to catch her so I wouldn't have to hide her. I wanted to f**k and play with Alana in every corner of the house, not just my bed in my room.

I loved the trouser, although her ass was still so fitted but the oversized shirt made me happy. At least her breasts were covered and she looked crazy but decent.

The minute we arrived at the office I stormed through the doors, all the way to Caleb's office and I finally punched him hard against his face, sending him crashing on the floor.

He smiled at me momentarily before the punch came and now his eyes popped out of his sockets as he stared at me, as they all stared at me. Alana was behind me and I didn't care if she approved of what I had done but suddenly, some of my pent up anger died down a bit, now I was moderately angry but still thirsty for blood. I wanted to rip him apart.

“Sir! What happened–” then he looked behind me and f*****g understood what he did. He glanced at Alana, finally knowing what happened and frowned.

“I'm so sorry sir! I didn't force her when she disagreed! I let her go!” He pleaded, but I wasn't having it.

“Is this how you've been harassing all my staff? Do you have a death wish? Infact I'm done with you. Security!” they immediately rushed in to drag him out but he kept begging until he was out of my f*****g sight. He should never appear in front of me again, such a prick! Knowing fully well that Alana made me go crazy, I would've probably also done this much for a female staff. I didn't take things like this lightly.

“Sir, please forgive me this once! Please spare me! Please, I'll be good to her! I'll never touch her again!”

After my anger had died down, that's when I realized what I had just done. I had never fought for a woman before, at least not at this level. I had never been this possessive that I forgot all logical reasoning, before punching a man in a public setting. I immediately turned to face my staff, panting with my heart beating faster than normal.

They all had this shocked expression on their faces, some were struggling to hide while some wore it like a long sleeve. I felt embarrassed.

“If I see anything about this on the Internet, you're all fired! Do you hear me!”

“Yes sir!” They sang in unison. I grabbed Alana by her wrist and approached a female staff I hadn't f****d at least, and told her to start asking for new employees to be my new secretary, female ones.

I had no plans to deal with another male secretary ogling at my plaything. It would piss me off and I'll keep fighting them physically.

Then I took Alana to my office. When we walked in, she pulled her hand away from me so I spun around to face her, reading to pounce on her.

“What? What the hell is wrong with you?” I barked and she flinched a bit before she started speaking.

“I know this will probably make you upset but please, I have an appointment with the doctor. Well, for my sister. She's probably waiting for me at home. Please kindly let me go with her, just this once. I promise I'll never ask you for anything else, please Ryan.”

My heart did a thing.