All Chapters of Piss Off, This Is My Money : Chapter 121
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It had been the quietest ten hours of Jace’s life.He slept. No nightmares.He woke up to Paxton being normal — no horror stories about childhood trauma before breakfast.He went to class. There was a test. He crushed it.For a second, things felt… stable.Like college was finally acting like college.But of course that was temporary.Because a crowd had gathered outside his hostel block.Not directly at his door — no one was that bold anymore — but close enough.“Oh, come on,” Paxton groaned. “Can we have one day without drama?”If Jace didn’t have to walk through that area to get to his room, he wouldn’t have gone near it.But he wasn’t about to reroute his life because of a crowd.He wasn’t a coward.A few heads turned.Then more.And suddenly, it was obvious the information had spread — Jace was here.Some students immediately started backing off.The smart ones.The ones who thought they could risk it stayed.And in the middle of them—Iris.She gave a small wave. “Hi, Jace.”His
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Iris’ heart slammed against her ribs.“He gave me a message to pass to you.”“Who the hell do you think I am?” Jace shot back. “Some idiot who falls for you delivering recycled garbage?”“I’m being honest! I swear! He told me to tell you something—”“The longer you stand here,” Jace said in an icy tone, “the less control I have over what I might do.”That wasn’t shouting.That was worse.But she pushed through it.“He said… they did it to help themselves. Your mom—”“Get out,” Jace snapped.But she couldn’t move.Standing there, staring at him — at the way he looked when he was this angry — only made it worse.He wasn’t shouting anymore.He was controlled.And that scared her more.The fear shut down every part of her brain that was supposed to help her escape this very dangerous guy.The only thing still functioning?The part that controlled her tears.They spilled down her face before she could stop them.Jace took a step back.“I’m sorry,” she choked out. “I’m not supposed to be cr
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Maya hadn’t stopped thinking about what Dave told her yesterday.Did he really have to say it like that?Did he really have to threaten her just because he got bitten and now needed her involved in whatever reckless plan he was cooking up?That part burned.There were only a few things that truly pissed Maya off.One of them was watching someone pull off something she believed they couldn’t do without her.And she was absolutely sure — without her — Dave wouldn’t be able to execute anything properly.But at the same time?The way he approached her felt insulting.Like she was disposable.And then there was Jace.He had stopped talking to her completely.After he made those ten guys pull that ridiculous stunt on campus, everything shifted. The energy changed. The hierarchy changed.Now most students feared him.He had turned himself into something untouchable.A small god.The more she thought about it, the angrier she became.Yeah, she did some things to him.But everyone said it was
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Paxton had been staring at Jace for the past ten minutes.It was starting to get uncomfortable.It was one thing to find out you’d been recorded for months without your knowledge.That was invasive.But it was a whole different level of irritation when someone was openly watching you in real time.With both eyes.Unblinking.“Hey,” Jace said finally, lifting his head from the book he’d been reading. “What the hell do you want?”Paxton didn’t flinch.“I think you need therapy, Jace.”Jace’s expression didn’t change.“Wait,” Paxton added quickly before he could be dismissed. “Just think about it. Everything that’s happened in the last few days. You’re not even slightly concerned you might not be… stable right now?”He tapped his own temple.Jace’s jaw tightened.“What’s your point?”“I walked past Iris when I was coming in,” Paxton said carefully. “She had a cap on. Didn’t say anything. Just nodded at me and got into a black SUV.”He paused.“I couldn’t see her face properly. But I’m pr
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Jace had never seen the guy before.Buzz cut. Clean posture. The kind of stance that made him look ex-military or at least disciplined enough to fake it.“Hey, Jace,” the guy said calmly. “What’s been up lately? I’m Maya’s new guy. You probably haven’t seen me before. That’s why I’m here. We need to talk. Right now.”Jace didn’t respond.The guy continued.“Maya told me a few things. Stuff that hurt me as a man. I’d really like us to clear it up.”Jace looked him up and down.His first instinct was to tell him to piss off.But something about him felt… composed.Not like the usual loud trust-fund idiots around campus.And honestly?It was time to put Maya behind him.She was easily one of the biggest mistakes of his life.“Got a spot in mind?” Jace asked.“No. I figured we’d just roll with it.”“Give me a second.”Jace went back inside and grabbed a coat.It wasn’t even that cold.But wearing something expensive reminded his subconscious that he wasn’t the same Jace from two weeks ago
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“And you don’t have to raise your voice. We can talk without fighting, man to man,” the guy said, low and measured, but with that unshakable strictness.“You know what? I’m done,” Jace snapped, standing up so fast the chair scraped the floor.“You overreacted. She would have apologized in secret. But no, you just had to blow up, being too selfish,” the guy said, calm as a shark circling.Jace leaned forward, his voice dripping venom. “I thought, for a fucking second, your brain would match that responsible face of yours. Turns out…you’re just as dumb as all the minions around her.”The guy stood too. The coffee shop was nearly empty anyway.“That day when you found out what Maya did…you could’ve kept your shit together. Gone back to your room, cried in private, and then Maya would have begged for forgiveness. Clean breakup. Done.”“Clean?” Jace echoed, voice low and dangerous.“You’ve never really dated, have you? Then you get stuck with a hurricane like Maya. Lucky bastard. If it wer
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Paxton stared at the screen.That wasn’t normal.Jace didn’t ignore him like that.He’d curse him out. Sure.He’d threaten to block him. Definitely.But flat-out switching off his phone?That wasn’t Jace.A slow unease crawled up Paxton’s spine.Jace had just stormed out of a confrontation with Maya’s new guy.And now his phone was off.“Don’t be dramatic,” Paxton muttered to himself.But he was already walking.Jace’s phone off.Right after that confrontation.That wasn’t random. That was wrong.His mind went straight to the worst-case scenario.There were people outside campus who hated Jace. People who’d been looking for a reason. And Jace? He’d rather bleed than apologize, even if he was wrong.Paxton dropped the gaming bag right in front of the door and bolted down the corridor, dialing Jace again as he ran.Still switched off.He burst out of the block entrance——and slammed straight into someone.“I’m sorry,” a familiar voice said.Paxton froze.“Maya?” His jaw tightened instan
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Maya’s guy genuinely believed luck had just proposed to him.Because what were the odds?He had just left Maya’s place, still riding the high of promising her something “big,” when Jace flagged down his car like he was some damn Uber driver.For a second, he almost didn’t stop.His car wasn’t luxury, sure — but it wasn’t cheap either. And for Jace to mistake it for a ride-share after everything? That was insult layered on injury.But then a thought hit him.Opportunity.So he stopped.Jace got in without even looking properly at the driver. Just shut the door and leaned back like the world owed him silence.At first, he thought Jace was heading back to the school hostel.Nope.The idiot directed him toward a clothing mall.Shopping?Was he seriously about to drown his heartbreak in retail therapy?Pathetic.A few minutes earlier, he had called Maya to “anticipate the news.”And the news?Jace’s death.It was all planned.He’d take the highway. Push the car to a dangerous speed. Hit th
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For a few seconds he genuinely believed he was dead.Pain exploded through his body—head to spine—like his muscles had all detached from bone. His ears rang. His vision blurred. He couldn’t feel his fingers.Then—Knocking.Aggressive knocking on the window.Voices.Before he could even process what was happening, hands were already on the door. Police officers moved fast, practiced, efficient. The door was forced open.Cold air hit his face.He was dragged out.Sirens screamed in the background.Stretchers rolled in.Cars were stopped along the highway.And cameras.Too many cameras.Someone from the press had been nearby—pure coincidence. Or maybe just bad luck finally turning its back on him.“He’s fucking Uber driver!” Jace’s voice rang out clearly. “He tried to run off with my clothes!”The words hit him harder than the crash.He forced his eyes open wider.Jace was standing a few feet away.Perfectly fine.Not a scratch.Holding shopping bags.The shock numbed most of the physic
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Maya had never felt this furious. Or this embarrassed. Or this utterly out of control.First, she had been dragged to the hospital because some reckless idiot had mentioned her name as an accomplice before passing out.Accomplice.As if she had told him to crash a car.As if she needed that kind of stupidity tied to her name.From the hospital, it had been straight to the police station.Statements.Questions.Side glances.Then the bills.The damages were real. The reports were official. And her name had been floating around just enough to make everything uncomfortable.She stepped outside the station and dialed his number again.He picked up from the hospital bed.His voice was weak. Pathetic. Almost crying as he described the pain.She didn’t care.“Once you get out of that hospital bed — which I honestly hope you never do — I never want to see you again!” she shouted.And hung up.Her hands were shaking.This year was supposed to be clean.Strategic.Jace had been her only “projec