Page 8 of My Bully's Love

Gulping, I answer his question, “Yes, I understand.”

“Good. Now let’s get some ground rules down before we begin.” He brings his hands behind his back and starts to pace back and forth in front of me, “As I said last night, this is our little secret. Absolutely no one will know about our agreement. You will obey everything I say, and if I have to repeat myself, you will be punished,” he stops his pacing and steps up, right in front of me, grabbing my chin with his fingers, “You belong to me now, for as long as I say. No one else will touch you without my permission. You will not fuck anybody else unless I tell you to. Do you understand, Ella?”

I nod.

“Use your words when you answer me.”

“Y-Yes, I u-understand.”

Studying me for a moment longer, he lets go of my chin and walks over to where he left his bag by the door. He rummages through it, pulling out a folder, and bringing it over to me after grabbing a pen from the teacher’s desk on his way by.

“Sit down, Ella.” He commands.

I turn and drag the chair out from the desk, sitting in it as instructed. Jace slides the folder in front of me and opens it. At the top of the first page, it reads ‘Non- Disclosure Agreement’. Having a lawyer as a father, I know exactly what this is. I glance up at him, and he smirks.

“I need to cover my ass, don’t I? I want you to read it all and then sign it. Do you have any questions before reading it?”

“Um, what do you plan on doing to me that involves having an NDA?” Skimming the front page, I noticed some abbreviations, “and what does CNC stand for?”

“You will learn everything once you read it. As for CNC, it stands for Consensual/non-consensual. Meaning, you are giving me consent to do whatever I want to do to you without having to ask.”

I’m taken aback by his explanation, “W-What if I don’t agree to that?”

He shrugs, “Then the whole deal is off.”

I furrow my brows and glance down at the papers, “How much will you hurt me?” I whisper.

I’m startled a little when his voice is right by my ear. I never heard him move, “As much as I want to hurt you. Not all of it will be bad, though.” He inhales deeply before moving away from me, “You need to understand, Ella, I’ve learned a lot since you and I were friends. I wanted to be the kind of man that knew how to give a woman what she needed. Don’t be fooled by me being as young as I am, I’ve grown up, and I’m years ahead of all these other high school boys.” He pauses for just a moment, “I’ve also made important friends in high places.”

“What if I don’t sign this at all, and then go to our parents and the police with your threats?” I’m trying anything I can think of to try and stop this absurdity, but in the end, I know it’s useless.

“Go ahead and try me, Ella.”

“Why?” I spin in the chair so I can face my bully, “Why are you doing this? What did I ever do to you to make you turn your back on me?”

An evil grin appears on his face, “That’s something you need to be asking yourself, Ella. Maybe after our agreement starts, you will remember what you did two years ago. Once I spread those sweet thighs of yours, you will most likely remember.”

Unknowingly, a tear slips down my face and Jace uses his thumb to wipe it away, “Hold on to your tears, you’re going to need them very soon.” He turns me back around and places the pen in my hand, “Sign it, Ella.”

I flip through the two papers, reading everything. Even though a heaviness grows in the pit of my stomach because of the things that he wants to do to me, some of them cause a tingle to ripple through my core. I lick my lips, knowing that I really have no choice but to sign the contract. Taking a deep breath, I put the pen to the signature line, and scribble my name, then drop the pen onto the desk. Just before he picks the papers up, I notice one of the names at the bottom of the papers.

“You had my dad’s Law Firm draw these up?” My forehead begins to breakout in sweat. My father can’t know about this!

Jace smirks, “What other Law Firm would I go to? Now, I have something else to hold over you. At any given time, I can make sure your dad sees your signature on his partner’s client’s contract.” He loops a piece of hair behind my ear, “No worries though, Luke promises to keep his mouth shut about all this, no matter how good of friends he is with Ethan.”

I close my eyes and swallow hard, what have I gotten myself into?

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JACE POV

I can’t believe she did it! She signed the fucking NDA. Either she must really love her sister or she’s a bigger slut than I thought. It’s got to be the former, though, because I’ve been keeping track of her ever since I ended our friendship, and I know she hasn’t been with any other guys. I might have gone a little overboard back then when I ended it, but she fucking hurt me. I had been in love with Ella Baxter for half of my young life, and I thought that we would eventually start dating in high school. Neither of us had spoken of it, but what was supposed to come next?

The night of the party destroyed my whole world. I was planning on talking to Ella about us, and if she would like to be my girlfriend. I’m not exactly sure when my feelings had changed for my best friend, but sometime around fifth grade, I started seeing her as the opposite sex and liking her in a different way. We had shared everything together, and we knew everything about each other. I still know everything about her, because I make it my life’s mission to know. Getting back to the party, though, I was ready to take the next step, but then fucking Mason texted me and told me that Ella asked him to drive her home. Before I could ask Ella herself, Mason’s twin sister, Madison, started feeling sick and asked me to take her home right away. I had been talking to Madison most of the night, only sipping on the beer I had, because I was drawing up the courage to talk to Ella.

By the time I got back to the party both Ella and Mason were gone. When I asked around, everyone said that they had left together a few minutes before I got back. I was so mad that Ella would do that to me; leave without telling me herself. We always made sure to stay in communication, so when her text popped up, I ignored it. Then on my way home she started leaving messages on my social media, but I ignored those as well. I will talk to her tomorrow, I had thought.

I had heard a car pull up, long after she should have been home, and when I looked out the window, it was Mason’s car that was parked out front and she was taking her time in getting out. Closing my curtains, I then turn my light off and go to bed. Ella will be getting an ear full tomorrow.

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