“This is so you can learn your place! Got it?” Kayle Jamerson demanded through gritted teeth as he kicked Brandon in the stomach, while this one laid on the ground. Kayle reached down and grabbed Brandon’s hair, forcing him to look up. “Answer me when I talk to you, idiot!” He shoved Brandon hard to the ground and nodded for the others to finish the job as he walked away and lit a cigarette. As the others kicked, punched, and laughed at Brandon, Kayle felt his chest heat up. He hated being second in whatever it was, and if that slob of a guy thought he could humiliate the great Kayle Jamerson like that, he was sorely mistaken!When they were satisfied, Kayle and his gang left, laughing, while Brandon lay sprawled on the ground, bleeding from the cuts on his face and his body aching. This wasn’t the first beating he’d taken from Kayle and the others, but this time they’d gone too harsh.‘I have to get up…’, he told himself. And it wasn’t just to maintain some dignity, but because he ha

Kayle Jamerson, standing at nearly 6’5” with muscled arms, dirty blond hair, and icy blue eyes gleaming with malice, was inside the room. He held a camera, flanked by his grinning friends.Brandon’s mind raced to Erika, but before he could process the situation, she emerged from the bathroom—only to be immediately pulled into Kayle’s grasp.Kayle kissed her.“Did you really think she’d want you?” Kayle sneered, his words laced with venom. “She’s my girlfriend, you idiot!”Brandon’s stomach sank as Kayle’s gang erupted into laughter. He glanced at Erika, searching for the warm, kind girl he’d spoken to earlier, but her expression was cold, her demeanor unrecognizable.Kayle smirked, raising the camera. “Let’s show the world Mr. Brandon Ashford’s incredible body!”Brandon froze. He wasn’t rail-thin, but he wasn’t muscled either. Worse, his body bore countless bruises—proof of the torment Kayle and his gang had inflicted over the years.“What are you doing here? How… how did you even find

The next day arrived and Brandon acted as if nothing happened. He got up, took his shower, put his clothes on and after having his bag on his shoulder, he left for classes. His butler had called a few more times, but he was not in the mood to answer just to dismiss the man. While he was walking inside the campus, he noticed that a few people were looking at him and he frowned a bit, but thought that was nothing, after all, except from Kayle and his friends, he was not known. “Sexy abs, huh?” Brandon heard someone say, but he didn’t think the person was talking to him and kept walking to his classroom. “Damn skinny. He should eat more.”“At least he seems to be quite big down there.”“Gross! Don’t talk about it… his body is not nice…And he is weird. A loser.”Now, Brandon was sure they were talking about him. Not that he really cared about what others thought or said about him, but in some way, it disappointed him. Going to college should have been a new start, a new life, but no. I

Lucinda was with her hand offered to Brandon. He looked at her face, at her hand and decided to shake it. “Friends.” He said and when she took her hand back, he didn’t like it very much. “Have you eaten?” She asked. “Not yet.”“Neither did I… I’m starving! Wanna eat with me?” Brandon frowned. “Ah, weren’t you supposed to have eaten with your boyfriend?” “He’s not my boyfriend.” Her response was very fast, meaning she wanted to make it clear. “And he was called by his father, so he just left me here and left.” “Ah, I see.” Brandon said, nodding and looking down. Inside, he was smiling. So she was not dating the guy. He knew he shouldn't be all happy with those news, but he was, in the end. “We can go wat and I tell you a bit more about this complicated situation I’m in.” She said and smiled at him. “Shall we?” “Definitely. I’m starving as well.” They both walked, side by side, to the food court of the mall. They were not talking, just walking and Branon could smell her shampo

The three men turned to Brandon and looked him up and down. The taller, probably their leader, started to laugh. Brandon was tall, around 6,5”, but he was skinny and the three guys were not buke, but much stronger than him. “Sod off, idiot.” The taller guy said. “You leave her be and I’ll go with her.” Brandon answered and the three of them made weird sounds, mocking him. “She is having fun with us, now, get the fuck out of here! Unless you wanna have fun, too.” The bunker one threatened, taking a small knife from his pocket. “Bran, go and get help!” Lucy said and received a slap across her face. It busted her lips and Brandon couldn’t stand by and watch. He did something he never did for himself, he fought.Of course, he had no chance against one of those guys, let alone two of them. The third one just stayed around Lucy, trying to kiss her and roaming his hands over her body. After a while, Brandon, who was on the floor and raised by his shirt, fell to the ground with a thud wh