Rise of the Student Trillionaire

CHAPTER FOUR: BROKEN HEART, BROKEN LIMBS.

“Ayra? No, it can’t be.” William felt like his world was about to shatter. He prayed this was just a nightmare.

Donald’s eyes held a deep satisfaction as he saw the misery in William’s eyes. “What’s wrong, mop boy? Aren’t you happy for me?” He pulled Ayra closer before reaching down to ruthlessly slap her butt cheeks before squeezing them through her tight dress.

Ayra, on the other hand, was giggling and squirming. “Donald, calm down.” She gently slapped her new boyfriend’s chest. “We’re in public. You have to take me out to dinner first.” She giggled as the crowd cheered them on. 

William was finally pulled out of his trance. “What the hell are you doing with this guy, Ayra?! How could you agree to his proposal when you’re already my girlfriend?!”

The crowd gasped at this revelation and rumors began travelling between them.

Donald remained unbothered as he tugged Ayra’s face and smashed their lips together in a steamy kiss. “Babe, is this true? Are you really with this piece of garbage?”

William was fuming as he heard the pet name; this was how he addressed her. He was sure Donald was calling Ayra that exact pet name to piss him off.

Ayra suddenly became timid. “Yes, it’s true that I was in a secret relationship with this lowlife.” She heard the whispers flowing in the air. “But what you all don’t know is that William blackmailed me into a forced relationship with him.”

“What?!" William stared at his girlfriend with a depressed expression. He couldn't believe the words that just came out of her mouth. "Ayra, what are you say…" He didn't get to finish as he suddenly received a brutal punch to the face and he fell on his broken arm, eliciting a scream of agony from his mouth.

“Shut up, mop boy! Let the lady speak.” Wilson had delivered that punch. He then placed his leg over William's head. 

Ayra rejoiced at the miserable sight of William. “Last year, I found out William had been stalking me in and out of campus. It was to the point that he knew where I lived.” Ayra stood timidly as she knew this would better sell her fake story to the crowd. “I ignored him at first, hoping he would come to his senses and he would finally leave me alone. But a month later, it became clear that he would not back off, so I confronted him and warned him that I would call the police next time.” Ayra's well-timed tears began flowing down her pretty face, drawing deep sympathy from the crowd. “I never expected William to show his true colors. It turned out he had been taking naked pictures of me and he threatened that he would post it to the entire world if I don’t date him.” She covered her face with her hands as she began sobbing. “So I didn’t have a choice.”

The crowd couldn’t take this anymore and they began yelling their fury at William whose face was still beneath Wilson’s shoes.

“Shameless bastard!”

“Like mother like son!”

“You deserve to rot in jail for the rest of your life!”

“You need to be taught a good lesson!”

William was beyond shocked at those words coming from Ayra’s mouth. Why was she telling the crowd a tale that never happened? 

Donald raised his hands up, silencing the crowd. “I’m glad you’re all here to hear the truth from the victim’s mouth. You all can now see how desperate and pathetic William truly is. That is why my father cut them off from our lives. He and his mother are like putrid viruses that should be erased as quickly as possible.”

William could hear the cheers of the crowd as they fully supported Donald.

Donald held Ayra by the waist once again; making sure William could see them together. “Luckily, I found out the horrible situation my babe was in and worked towards exposing him.”

“You sure did.” Ayra giggled seductively before grabbing Donald’s face into another round of intense make-out.

William watched from the floor in utter disgust as Donald’s hand danced wildly all over Ayra’s body, groping her breasts and buttocks. "Stop that! Ayra, how could you do this to me? Weren't you the one who confessed your feelings for me first?! When we decided to be together, you were the one who demanded we keep our relationship a secret.”

“Shut up!” Wilson stomped on William’s face before raising his head by his hair.

Ayra ended the kiss with Donald before walking over. She went down on her knees as she brought her lips to whisper into William’s ear. “You little scum. Did you like the show I put on? You were actually stupid enough to believe I was in a relationship with you, but I only got close to you because you were Donald's stepbrother. Now that I have him all to myself, I don’t need you anymore. Have you seen yourself? You are an absolutely worthless human being who’s not even close to my status. Why would I ever lower myself to a worthless trash like you?” Satisfaction coursed through her when she saw the misery in William’s eyes. “And guess what; while I told you I was a virgin who would only sleep with you after marriage, I was already fucking Donald three months into our fake relationship.”

"No!" William began shaking violently as tears flooded out of his eyes.

Ayra was pleased with what her words had done and she seductively returned to her new boyfriend's side.

What happened next was horrendous. Without another word, Wilson and his friends surrounded William and began punching and kicking him brutally.

William could taste the blood he was coughing out as he lay defenseless on the floor. The beating was relentless. Through the gaps between the kicking legs, he caught the sight of Andre and Tracy being held back from trying to help him. His eyes were getting blurry and he realized he would pass out if he didn’t find a way out of here. He managed to grab one of the legs and pulled the man into a fall. He then used his legs to kick a way out and he quickly got on his feet and dashed out of the venue.

“After him!”

With a strong desire for survival, William managed to escape that day. He thought that was the end of it, but then a few days later,

“Where is my watch, thief?!”