you from your celebrity girlfriend in just one week. If I fail, I swear on my life I’ll accept whatever fate you choose for me. But if I succeed—if I pull this off—I want you to kneel before me in front of the whole school and proclaim that I’m beautiful.”
She met his eyes without flinching, her words hanging in the air like a gauntlet thrown at his feet.
Hadin’s lips curved in a slow, almost dangerous smile. “Or we can do it this way—if you fail, you’ll join our group of elites. If you succeed…” he pointed at the empty platform in the main hall, “I will call an emergency meeting, get up there, and proclaim you as the most beautiful of all women.”
Megan gave him a small, confident smile. “How come I already see you on those weak knees of yours?” she teased.
“It’s a done deal,” he said, his smile growing. “Fine. Let’s wait and see. Today’s Monday—so next Monday, we’ll find out. Either you join us, or I go down on my knees in front of everyone.”
“The bet starts now,” she said firmly.
“Good luck losing,” he added with a smirk.
Megan just shrugged, her expression cool and unbothered as she turned and walked away. But her heart was pounding, her mind already racing with plans and strategies. This was more than a challenge—it was a war. And she intended to win.