I Crawled Into My Bully's Bed.Begging For Mercy-then Sent Him To Prison Chapter 1

I was bullied for three years, living in darkness.

To escape this hell, I chose to climb into my bully's bed, doing everything I could to please him, just to earn a bit of pity.

Then, I sent him to prison myself.

My relationship with Ethan Miller began when I shamelessly broke into his apartment.

I lay on his bed, pulling the covers over myself when I heard the door open. As he walked into the bedroom, I could sense his footsteps and breath falter for a moment.

When he lifted the covers, he saw me.

I glanced at him, waiting for him to come closer, but he just stood there, looking at me. He lit a cigarette, coldly flicked the ash onto me, and raised an eyebrow, sneering, “Lia Parker, how desperate are you? Aren’t you just here for business? Get the hell off my bed right now! You’re filthy.”

I wiped off the ash and sat up, using every ounce of my strength to appear seductive: “Say what you want. Even if you think that, I won’t take a cent from you. You can do whatever you want.”

He slapped me hard across the face, turning my head to the side.

“Whatever I want? How about this?”

My cheek burned with pain, but I still smiled coyly: “Of course, today I’ll do whatever you say.”

He gripped my arm and cursed, “You’re disgusting, just like everyone says.”

Yes, I thought, I do feel utterly disgusting right now.

But I still tried my best to charm him.

Afterward, with a cigarette in one hand and the other wrapped around me, I could tell he was satisfied with my performance.

He blew smoke in my face: “What’s your price?”

I swallowed my nausea and giggled in response: “I don’t want your money.”

“Oh really?” He grabbed my hair, “You’re making me happy, so how about you stick with me from now on?”

I tilted my head back to lessen the pain from my hair being pulled: “I’m telling you, I’m nothing like the rumors. Do you believe me?”

He laughed mockingly: “Don’t play coy with me. Who have you been with before?”

“Ha, if I said I didn’t even know, would you believe that?”

This was the start of my relationship with Ethan Miller, but it wasn’t my first time doing something like this.

Who were the others before him?

I truly didn’t know.

It was as if I didn’t know what I did wrong that led my life to this point, deeply mired in a quagmire, unable to escape.