TYLER P.O.V
" Come on, come with me. It’s
gonna be fun” I said to
Madison. Trying to let her see a
reason to go with him.
Madison stared at Tyler
“No, BTS is going live at that time, I
can’t miss it” Madison said in a
determined tune.
I frowned
“are you abandoning
me for some set of people that don’t
know you”
Madison stared at me feeling
provoked. I was doing it again.
Acting like she’s nothing but a fan
to BTS. She thinks she is s lot more and one day she would prove me wrong- one day.
“Yes. They are people with
influence and power, while
you…are just a boring child,
thinking whether he should continue
schooling” Madison said harshly.
He should know his place. What a
useless boyfriend
I was pained . Not because of
those words. I was used to that.
But because she was taking BTS
side more than mine. As if she was
being paid to do that.
“Your words hurt…” I was cut
off by Hannah entrance.
“She really knows how to make an
entrance” Madison said staring at
Hannah. I stared at Hannah. And gosh, she was right.
***
Those stares-those murmurs- those
laughter. Gosh I hate it. It’s
annoying when you can’t have your own privacy.I stopped walking when
I saw Lucas. Our eyes met for a
brief moment-only a brief moment. I
love it when our eyes lock, it
doesn’t give me uncomfortable
chills… it just makes me smile.
Lucas smiles always makes me feel
at ease. Like I’m the top of the
world. I don’t know maybe it
because we once dated . Or
because he’s Lucas.
Lucas is handsome and known to
be unpredictable, you can’t even
predict if he’s happy . Not for me, I
know him better than I know my
father’s girlfriends life story. Lucas
is tall, neat, and physically sexy. He
has the perfect set of white teeth ,
so perfect that when he
smiles…you just wanna melt. He has
some questionable scars, but those
scars just makes him deadly-just
the way I like it.
I stopped observing him when I
noticed his eyes were on me- just
on me.
“He is staring, why?” I thought to
myself.
I continued walking, I didn’t want
him to know I was observing him.
The only thing annoying about
Lucas is…he is Jacob best friend . I
entered the girl’s toilet and walk to
the sink. I stared at myself in the
mirror after washing my hands. I
smiled
“ Still looking gorgeous” I said to
myself then I entered the main toilet.
"let me go”Helen shouted at Jacob
who was roughly holding her hand,
“Let me go” she said ,removing
Jacob forceful grip from her hand.
Jacob stared at Helen,he was filled
with anger and hate
“ what the hell do you think you are
doing, are you trying to make me
angry” Jacob said angrily, he was
definitely angrily, this girl was trying
to ruin him.
Helen frowned
“ Mad?” she scoffed “I think I’m the
one that is meant to be angry”
Helen said feeling testy.
Jacob scoffed, he knew where this
was going, he knew what she wanted.
“ How much do you want” he
dipped his hand into his shirt pocket
and brought out some bills.
“ Here , take this” Jacob said as he
handed the money to Helen.
Helen thought for a while then
collected the money-hesitantly.
Jacob smiled . He was right. She
wanted his money
“ what a gold digger” he thought to
himself and smiled.
“ This is for your silence” Jacob said
feeling satisfied.
Helen kept quiet for a moment , she
smiled for a while. Jacob was happy, she was intrigued- or so he
thought, before Jacob could really
enjoy this moment, Helen removed
the smile on her face and replaced
it with a frown, she threw the money
at Jacob . Surprising both herself
and Jacob
“ Do you think money can make me
forget what you did, in case you’ve
forgotten…you r***d me “ she said
with mixed emotion- anger and
pain
“ And you made me pregnant” she
wanted to cry but not in front of him.
She would not be vulnerable in front
of him- he’s is not worth that
“money can’t even redeem your
crimes” Helen said angrily.
Jacob stared at Helen for a moment. His silence was scary . He
looked like he was ready to kill
Helen right now.
But he laughed-so hard-for a long
time, he found this hilarious. What a lunatic.
“ You really are funny…” he said to
Helen
“And stupid” he said angrily. He
moved closer to Helen -slowly and
darkly.
“ you really don’t know your place”
Jacob said with a tone of authority
and a dark smirk on his face
Helen staggered back,he was
walking close to her and she was
scared.
“ Do yourself a favour and keep
quite”he said, darkly “ if not, your already frustrating life will become
hell” Jacob smiled “ and stop acting
like I took something special from
you …you were not even a virgin”
he said . Sharply. And harshly. And
he walked away. Leaving Helen to
swallow all he has said.
That was all Helen needed to
hear,she couldn't stop herself from
crying
“f**k you, f**k you” she said angrily
Those words hurt her, I could tell. Maybe because she was crying. She cried for
a while then she cleaned her tears
and left the girl’s toilet.
I came out of the main toilet
“ Gosh, I just watched a drama
unfold” I thought to myself
“What a plot twist” I said aloud and gave myself a little smile.
CHAPTER THREE.
He was happy, he worked hard for
fifteen years and he made it. He did
different type of things to succeed,
he accepted different type of ordeal,
and now he is the chairman of
KingVille, one of the biggest
company in the United States. He
sat down on the sofa in his office
and watched the news
“12:00 clock news tells us the real
gist”
I entered his office. Anytime he
calls it’s either a bad news or a
boring bad news
“dad” I said then I bowed my head to give him a little respect- even
though he doesn’t deserve it.
My dad stared at me and smiled
“Sit”
I sat down on a chair opposite his
,waiting for him to burst the bubble
“ You called for me” I said when I
noticed he’s not talking.
Samuel sighed
“ The board of directors don’t think
you are fit to be the heir of the
company”
I widened my eyes in surprise,what
the hell was this man saying
“What? But I’ve done everything.
You can’t do this to me” I said seriously. Still maintaining my steeze.
My dad looked indifferent
“ the company will be given to
Lawrence”
I can’t take it anymore, I stood up
angrily. f**k the so called steeze.
“ You can’t give what’s rightfully
mine to one of your illegitimate
child. You just can’t” I wanted to tell
him that I have all the information
about Lawrence and his mum and I
can end them right now, but I don’t
want to look like stalker so I kept it
to myself.
“ But you can get ownership of the
company” my dad said to me with a
smirk on his face
“How” I asked him calmly .
My dad kept quiet for a moment, I
guess he was waiting to drop the
bombshell
“ Get married to Jacob” my dad said
dramatically, as if he practiced it.
I scoffed, what the hell.
Not Jacob.
Not him.
“ A partnership with them can help”
my dad said feeling pleased. He
knew I had no choice. He knew I
would do it. I knew it too but I just
can’t accept it
“ I’m not some toy you can just give
out…”
“ You are a female” my dad said cutting me off.
I’m the only legitimate child that
my dad has,and unluckily for him -
I’m a female. My dad is the biggest
sexist I know. And the biggest dumb
ass to.
“ You can’t help and manage the
company yourself” he said finally.
I experienced this a lot of times,not being able to do some certain
things because I’m a female. In
business life, it’s either two things
for a female, own the company. Or
get married off to some rich
billionaire to expand your company.
But the frustrating thing in my own
story is if I get married to Jacob, I’m
definitely gonna lose everything.
Cause it’s business. And it’s Jacob.
“why? Why dad?” I was frustrated
and annoyed. The company is mine
and mine alone.
“You can’t do it” my dad shouted angrily, making me a little bit petrified. I inhaled and exhaled slowly
“Cause I’m a girl” I said calmly.
My dad didn’t care, he would do
anything just for money. Even sell
his own daughter.
“Just do what you are told” my dad
said with authority in his tone.
What a bastard.
I walked out angrily. If I don’t marry
Jacob the company will be given to
some bastard. Who says the rich
don’t suffer, we have to survive no
matter what or we’ll lose everything .
The rich and the poor are not really
different, just like how the poor work
hard to make money, the rich work
hard to keep it.
I stopped walking. The only
difference about us is our
situation… our lives are completely
the same.