THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 1 – 10

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 1 – 10

5PM, TITANS MANSION*

As the leader of the club, Chadwick was greeted with respect when he made his dignified entry into the mansion.

The mansion is already full of invited naked sluts, prostitutes and strippers, ready to bless tonight’s upcoming party.

Chadwick gritted his jaws, thinking of Levi again.

He knows every information about every single student in campus, but he knows nothing about Levi.

It’s almost as if Levi fell from heaven, no trace to his family at all, and it’s annoying how he seems untouchable.

The students accord him great respect and fear, even more than him.

A wicked smiled painted his lips when he got a brainstorm.

“Emory Carson needs to be taught a lesson tonight. Use Banks name though” he ordered.

“On it” Four of the club members replied and rushed out to carry out the order.

“Send two pu$$ies to my room” he said, climbing the stairs.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 1 – 10

7PM*

Emory couldn’t wait anymore as she drove her car out of her street.

She had to sneak out through the window since her dad will never allow any outing after her drunkenness last night.

Her friends are already at the clubhouse, and she really needs to arrive as fast as possible and feel some lime on her tongue.

She hasn’t gone far from her street when two guys wearing black and white masks appeared in front of her car.

She almost jammed into them, but she had to quickly stepped on the brakes.

“What the fûck!” She shouted, but she was replied with broken glasses as the masked guys shattered her windscreen with metal pipes.

She had to quickly cover her face, but that didn’t stop one of the glasses from hurting her face, and blood ran down.

She came out of the car, grabbing the first one she could grab.

She skillfully flipped him to the ground and was about to remove his mask when the other one grabbed her.

“Son of bitçhes!!!” She yelled breathlessly as another two appeared, making four of them.

They held her down, and the others resumed ruining her car.

“Fûck y’all!!! My car… damnit!!” She shouted, struggling hard to liberate herself.

“Next time, don’t say Banks is dumb” one of the guys holding her said, and her eyes widened.

They let her go and jumped into the low bush beside the road, escaping effortlessly.

“Banks?” Emory muttered, remembering what happened in class earlier.

She was fuming madly as she got her phone and bag from the car, storming down the road to find a taxi.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 1 – 10

LEVI’S PLACE*

The table is already set for uncle Reginald’s dinner.

Like he promised, he came to prepare dinner for the guys, and they have no choice but eat.

Hyce looks like he has a lot to say, but he’s struggling to keep quiet as they set the cutleries beside the plates.

Conrad was keeping in his laughter as he watched him, and Levi has this sardonic smirk on his face.

“Shall we?” Uncle Reginald widened his arms when they finished setting the table.

He’s in his early forties obviously.

They settled on the chairs to start eating, but the barging at the door stopped them.

“Expecting someone?” Uncle Reginald asked.

Hyce stood to go check, and immediately he opened the door, Emory bolted in.

“Fuckity fûck” Hyce muttered as she dropped her bag then started running to the table.

Uncle Reginald stood with Conrad, but Levi remained seated till she got to the table and jumped on it, pushing away the meals with her heels.

The chinas crashed on the ground as she picked a fork, swirling around before jumping down on Levi.

He went down without fighting, landing on his back.

The china pieces hurt his arms as Emory sat on his belt region, placing the fork on his neck.

The fork digged into his skin slightly, and blood trickled out, but she’s too enraged to even care…

Levi kept laying low, and the other three men have impressed expressions.

“Sending thugs to me is a cowardly thing to do, motherfûcker! You should have faced me yourself!” Emory glared, still placing the fork firmly on Levi’s neck, still sitting on him.

Levi smiled intriguingly, looking bemused and definitely liking the feel of her @ss on himself.

“If you’re gonna ride me, do it properly” he said with a slight raise of his brows.

“What” Emory sounded.

“You’re sitting on my dîck” he muttered.

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