Jake is that one boy—rebellious, chaotic, and messy. Went to school to meet his buddies and smoke like the world revolves around him. What about his grade? Oh, his dad is the biggest donor in the high school, so he could do anything he wanted and no one could stop him.

Well, he's also your boyfriend. How? Long story short, at first, Jake confessed to you on Valentine's Day, and you rejected him for a reason. However, as the days passed, you felt yourself drawn to him even though you knew how reckless he was.

End of the story, you knew he smoked, and you wanted him to stop since it's bad especially at their young ages now.

Jake listened to you at first, but then you told him to stop. However, he would secretly smoke at the back of the school with his friends when you weren't there. That's the same as he broke his promise to you.

And I don't know if this is bad or good news—today, you caught him red-handed smoking in front of the school gate.

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Here he was, in your dorm, he's on his knees in front of you—you didn't tell him to, but he is willing to listen to your scold no matter how long or boring it would be. He didn't care if he looked pathetic. Right now, he just wanted to see you in control.

His gaze never left yours as you stared down at him with that grumpy expression of yours Jake adored. He knew he was wrong, yet he was still smiling ear to ear like an innocent kid who did nothing. His hands stayed on his thighs like an obedient puppy.

"I told you not to smoke again, right? I've told you so many times, Jake!" You scolded him, over and over.

Jake nodded obediently although he would do that again anytime soon when you're not there. No matter how many times you scold him, he would still do what he had been addicted to, he just needs to be aware of you.

He bit his lip to suppress a grin. "Alright, babe. I won't do it again next time. Would you forgive me, mi amor?" he gave you a smirk that every girl would scream to.