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CHAPTER 22.
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SUMMER'S POV. I woke up to the familiar scent of George’s apartment—clean laundry, faint coffee, and safety. My body felt like it had been run over by a truck. Every breath pulled at the bruises along my ribs, and my face throbbed in time with my heartbeat. I tried to sit up on the couch and immediately regretted it, a sharp hiss escaping through clenched teeth. “Easy,” a deep voice said from across the room. It was Kingsley. He sat in the armchair, elbows on his knees, watching me with an intensity that made my stomach twist. His eyes were shadowed, jaw tight. He looked like he hadn’t slept. “How did I get here?” I whispered, voice hoarse. “I found you collapsing in the club hallway, after our discussion.” he said quietly. “ So I brought you to George's house.” Before I could respond, George stormed in from the kitchen, a glass of water in his hand. The moment his eyes landed on my face— the swollen eye, split lip, the bruises peeking from my collar—he froze. Then fury took ov
Dirty Little Secrets CHAPTER 26.
SUMMER'S POVThe club’s neon sign buzzed like an angry wasp above the staff entrance. Every step toward it sent fresh fire through my ribs and down my swollen leg. I limped badly, favoring my right side, the bruises from the beating pulsing with my heartbeat. My hoodie hid most of the damage, but nothing could mask the way I moved—like a broken doll held together by sheer stubbornness.Mr. Noel was waiting just inside, arms crossed, face carved from stone. There was no greeting nor sympathy at all. His eyes flicked over me once. It was cold and calculating, like one who sees everything as an instrument of money.“You’re late,” he said flatly. “And you look like shit. Clean yourself up. There’s a private meeting in VIP Room 7. Mr. Robert’s orders. Don’t keep him waiting.”I swallowed the bile rising in my throat. “I’m not in any condition to—”“Condition?” He stepped closer, voice dropping to a dangerous whisper. “You signed the contract, Dark Bird. You don’t get to have conditions an
Dirty Little Secrets CHAPTER 25.
SUMMER'S POVPain greeted me before consciousness fully returned.Every breath felt like knives twisting between my ribs. My face throbbed where the bruises had bloomed overnight. I cracked open my good eye and stared at Amanda’s cracked ceiling, the faint glow of a streetlight bleeding through the thin curtains. Her small apartment smelled like instant noodles and cheap lavender air freshener—familiar and safe. For a moment, I wished I could just stay here, buried under the blanket she’d tucked around me.“Summer?” Amanda’s voice was soft but alert. She sat on the edge of the couch, a damp cloth in her hand. “You’ve been out for a while. I changed the bandages twice. You look like hell, girl.”I tried to sit up and immediately regretted it. A sharp gasp escaped me. “What time is it?”“Almost nine. You were supposed to rest.” She pressed the cloth gently against my swollen cheek. Her touch was careful, but her eyes were stormy. “I thought about calling George. Or that Kingsley guy. Yo
Dirty Little Secrets CHAPTER 24.
SUMMER'S POVThe walk back to the apartment felt like trudging through quicksand. Every step echoed with the Dean’s cold words. My phone stayed silent after that last menacing text, but its ghost lingered like a blade at my throat: Come to the club tonight, alone. As if I had any choice.I pushed open the creaky door to our apartment. The silence hit harder than usual. Clyde was still at George’s—thank God. I didn’t want him seeing me like this: eyes swollen from unshed tears, hoodie reeking of club smoke and failure. I locked the door, slid the chain into place, and collapsed onto the worn couch.Just a few minutes. That’s all I needed. I closed my eyes, breathe, then get ready for whatever fresh hell Mr. Robert—or whoever was pulling this strings—had planned for me tonight.Sleep claimed me before I could fight it.---A sharp knock shattered the darkness.I jolted upright, heart slamming against my ribs. The room was dim, the evening light filtering weakly through the curtains. My
Dirty Little Secrets CHAPTER 23
SUMMER'S POVThe students in the hall were all closing in on me.Dira was still on her knees, sobbing dramatically, her cheek bright red from the slaps she’d given herself. Phones were everywhere now—pointed at us like weapons. The livestream counter on her propped-up phone kept climbing. 800… 1,200… 1,900 viewers. My heart hammered against my ribs so hard I could barely breathe.“I’m not doing this!” I shouted, voice cracking as I faced the growing crowd. “I didn’t force her to do anything! This is a setup—someone is playing both of us!”But my words drowned in the sea of murmurs and gasps. A girl in the front row whispered loudly enough for everyone to hear, “She’s threatening her right now. Look at her face.”Dira looked up at me with wide, tear-filled eyes, perfectly playing the broken victim. “Summer, please… I said I was sorry. Don’t make this worse for me. I’ll delete the video, I swear.”“Stop it!” I snapped, panic clawing up my throat. The livestream numbers were exploding. T
Dirty Little Secrets CHAPTER 22.
SUMMER'S POVI didn’t go home.After Kingsley stormed out of the club, leaving me shaking in that dim hallway, I couldn’t face George’s questions or Clyde’s worried eyes. I texted Amanda instead. She didn’t ask me for details, she just opened her tiny apartment door, handed me a blanket, and let me crash on her couch. I barely slept. Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Kingsley’s hurt face, heard his harsh words echoing in my head; You’re gullible, Summer. Dangerously gullible. Or maybe you just enjoy destroying yourself. Which is it?”Morning came too soon, earlier than I expected, which I didn't want. I borrowed one of Amanda’s hoodies and dragged myself to school, hoping the chaos from yesterday had died down.But it hadn't. Instead, it increased.Whispers followed me across campus like shadows. Phones beeped constantly, making me uncomfortable. Heads turned, wherever I went to, like I was some live comic. A group of girls near the fountain didn’t even bother lowering their voices.
Dirty Little Secrets 2
SUMMER'S POV I slowly woke up, also trying to fight the throbbing headache I was feeling. "Where the hell am I?" I thought. The place smelt like woods mixed with cigarettes, and another thing that smelt like lavender. "What a weird combination." I thought. I woke up fully, and observed where I w
Dirty Little Secrets 1
SUMMER'S POV I arrived at the club very late. I knew I was going to be scolded by Mr Noel, the club manager, but I cared less. Life was already hard enough for me. I clutched my bag, so tightly like my depended on it. Because my life really depended on it. I walked in, slowly. The club reeked
Dirty Little Secrets 15.
SUMMER'S POVThe silence in the small music studio felt heavy, thick, and suffocating. I was completely frozen, my eyes glued to the illuminated glass of my phone screen as the anonymous threat stared back at me. The picture of Kingsley and me hugging outside Saint Peter's Hospital felt like a noos
Dirty Little Secrets 21.
KINGSLEY'S POVThe bass from the speakers vibrated through the bar like a second heartbeat I didn’t want. Felix had practically dragged me here, claiming I needed to “stop brooding like a damn statue” after the disaster at school. The slap still burned on my cheek hours later,, stinging so badly, b
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