Chapter 5: PACK OF WOLVES
You don't need to imagine much longer because I escaped my two friends who had dozens of questions they wanted to bombard me with.
Prepared to be a little tardy to my next class, I walked into a private stall and locked it. I sat down and activated my cheat skill.
Isabella was in the middle of a conversation with two of her friends, one of them being Ava. The other, I had no clue who she was because she wasn't important enough for me to remember.
The three of them were walking down the hallway, eyes on them. They spoke in a whisper so that others couldn't easily eavesdrop on their conversation.
"It should've been me," said the one whose name I didn't know.
"Stop being insensitive," said Ava. "You know how terrible Bella felt every time he pressured her to go on a date or to go out with him."
"I know. I know. Sorry, Bella."
"It's okay," said Isabella, not even able to muster a fake smile to hide the stress on her face.
"But still, if it was me—"
"Vivie!" Ava raised her voice, her eyes glaring lasers.
That's right. Vivie was her name. I'll probably forget in a few minutes but I'll be sure to use her name for the moment so you, readers, can understand which of them are speaking.
"It's okay Ava. Please don't yell. I... I don't want any more attention than I'm already getting," said Isabella who was clearly feeling the pressure of all the eyes that followed her around.
"Sorry Bella," said Ava, clasping her hands together to show her sincerity.
Vivie, clearly not the best of friends to have around, rolled her eyes and muttered to herself, "If it was me, I would've accepted his offer long ago. You finally get what you want and now you're regretting your decision."
"What did you say?" asked Ava, having clearly heard what was muttered just loud enough for the others to hear.
"Nothing," said Vivie with a smile as she looked at her two friends.
Isabella didn't even have the strength to call Vivie out for the words coming out of her mouth. She was visibly too occupied with the decision that was made yesterday.
She was confused.
Questions were running through her head.
Why is he going through with his promise?
Why am I not happy that he's not lying about it?
Is this temporary and will he eventually crumble, breaking his promise and returning to my side?
These were the sorts of questions I assumed she was thinking. I can't exactly read her mind but I could see her eyes, the window to the soul, and it told me all that I needed to know.
"Come on Bella, cheer up. Ignore Vivie, ignore all of these idiots who don't know to mind their own beeswax. You're finally free from that creep. Let's go celebrate after school."
Isabella forced a smile on her face and she responded, "Okay. Shall we go karaoke?"
"Anything you want boo. Vivie, you're coming to."
"But I got a date with—"
"Zip it. You're coming or else we won't forgive you for those nasty words that came out of your mouth."
If I had to give a metaphor for what Vivie said, it was like a snake spewing venom at a wound that was already confused about whether or not it wanted to heal.
"You don't speak for Bella. Fine. Whatever," Vivie responded, rolling her eyes. "Let me cancel my date real quick."
They reached the door to their next class and I deactivated my cheat, knowing that there was nothing else for me to observe for the moment.
"What a nasty bitch," I said out loud, referring to Vivie. "How is she friends with the female lead? She's more like the villainess if anything."
She had a boyfriend and yet, she was speaking as though she was willing to cheat or dump him immediately if it meant that she could get in my pants.
If it was any other friend group, I probably wouldn't mind granting her wish because she had the beauty befitting someone who had a role in the plot but I didn't want to mess with anyone who was friends with Isabella because the risk of ruining all my planning was far too great.
No pussy outweighed the benefits of breaking free my curse, which I hope I succeed in doing by becoming the greatest villain of all time.
What villain do you hate more than those that NTRs the main character? Exactly. NTRing every female lead that exists was my ultimate goal.
I already had an idea of which lead I wanted to strike next after Isabella.
By the way, if you don't already know what NTR is, which is a good thing if you're a vanilla lover, it's an abbreviation for netorare.
Netorare is a Japanese term for cheating or being unfaithful, used in hentai media whether it's on video or on a page.
For example, a married couple exists. The husband brings home his subordinate. He gets drunk. Falls asleep. The subordinate tricks the wife into fucking him, thinking that he is her husband when reality he's a stranger that she just met.
Boom. They get to fucking and she slowly realizes that she's fucking the wrong person but is afraid to get caught so she has to suppress her voice because her husband is right there beside him, sleeping like a pig on the couch.
The subordinate fucks the wife better than the husband ever does.
She's loyal and although she enjoyed that night of cheating, she refuses to do it again but oh shit, plot twist. He had filmed her with his phone when she wasn't looking.
Now he's blackmailing her for sex every day and night. Whether or not she wants to do it, she has to do it.
Her body has become a personal onahole, a sex toy, for the subordinate to enjoy whenever he desires it.
She slowly loses herself to the pleasure, the bliss, the exhilaration that comes with cheating behind her husband's back, and eventually, she falls in love with not the subordinate but his cock.
Her heart belongs to her husband who she loves dearly.
But her pussy, her throbbing pussy that desires the feeling of a giant penis ravaging the insides as if she was a sex toy, belongs to the subordinate.
That's what NTR is.
But sometimes, there is soft NTR where the pair aren't together yet and a third person comes in, intervening and stealing the girl/boy's body and virginity before they can get together.
That's what I'm doing at the moment. I'm the third person trying to steal Isabella's virginity, her mind, her heart, and her soul before she and Liam can realize the feelings they have for each other.
What an idiot.
She's the most beautiful girl you've ever seen, she resembles the childhood friend who was your first love, and she's always at the local cafe you perform at because she loves your music more than anyone else.
Liam, my foolish male lead. You should've come to terms with your feelings before I transmigrated as Alexander.
Now it's too late my friend.
I was late to class but instead of handing me a tardy slip which needed to be paid off by doing things around the school such as cleaning the bathroom or wiping down the blackboard, the teacher kept his mouth shut and continued the lesson, pretending as if he didn't see me walk in.
He's not Ms. Ramirez.
Alexander will ruin his life if he does anything to piss him off.
The next couple of hours, I had to answer the questions of my friends who came up to me at different periods of the day, curious to personally hear from me whether or not the rumors were true.
It was all the students could talk about.
It wouldn't make sense for thousands of people to care about the relationship of two people but when one of them was Alexander motherfucking Sterling and the other person was the girl who everyone knew he was obsessed with for a year now, it was the biggest news the school has had in its entire history.
When school ended, I waved goodbye to my friends and began heading to the garage.
On my way there, for some reason, Isabella and her group of friends were in my path.
If it was before, I'd stop and ask them if I could join. If they declined, I'll invite myself anyway and they wouldn't really be able to do anything about it.
A few of them looked ready to greet me like usual.
Although most of them despised me because of the torment I've put their friend through, the fact that I paid for everyone's meals, and whatever activity it was that we were doing, I was a piggy bank that they enjoyed having around.
I was also a very pleasing face to look at and admire.
Keeping up the same pace as usual, I kept my eyes straight ahead, took a little detour to avoid the group of friends who were in my way, then continued heading toward the garage.
As I was walking, in the midst of the chaos that ensued amongst the girls as I ignored their presence, I heard a little voice that I recognized came from Isabella.
"Wait."
It was soft and abrupt. Isabella must've realized the mistake she just made because her voice sounded again, louder this time.
"Come on girls. Let's get going before we miss the bus."
One by one, the pairs of feet began walking away from me. A few took a little longer to start but eventually, all of them began marching together like a pack of wolves.
A pack of wolves is actually a genius way to describe them.
Look at me go with these metaphors.
They were unified, had a collective strength, and even had a touch of playfulness that sometimes went too far such as Vivie who disrespected her friend by failing to sympathize with the agony she went through to free herself from the man that had leeched himself onto her.
Just like a pack of wolves.
Entering my car, I didn't drive off right away. I reclined my seat and activated my cheat.
I began following the pack of wolves around, eavesdropping in on their conversation.
There was a clear tension, a thin string that was holding the peace between them together. But as soon as that string is snapped, an explosion was bound to happen.
Of course, it was the bitch Vivie who broke the string.
"It sucks that he's not coming with us anymore. Now we have to worry about who's paying for what."
What a bitch! But I like it because it was only helping my cause.
I thought to myself, 'Vivie, once I accomplish my goal and make Izzy fall in love with this perfect dick of mine, I'll grant you your wish and dick you down on some gangsta shit.'
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