His Possession , his obsession

A Slap, A Fight, A Reckoning

In In a large school building, MIKE—the wealthiest and most feared man in the city—was seen holding ISABELLA by the waist with a firm grip, making her tremble with fear.

Then he whispered:

MIKE: I own you, and I’m not going to repeat myself again. If I see anyone laying their eyes on what’s mine, trust me, they won’t survive.

ISABELLA: (trembling) Uhh… they-they are just my friends. We were all studying together. You got it all wrong. There’s nothing fishy going on.

MIKE: (a slight smile forming on his lips as he leaned closer to her face) Okay, if you say so. (straightening up) I stopped by to see how you’re doing, and I also brought a few things for you. (signals his guards to open the car boot) Do you like them? (smiles)

ISABELLA: (shocked) Ahh! You really shouldn’t have. I’m totally fine. (looks around and notices her classmates eavesdropping and gossiping. She lowers her head.) Oh no! How am I going to explain this to them? (looks back at Mike) Umm… thank you so much. (walking toward the car) I’ll just take the food. You can take the rest back.

MIKE: (frowning) Are you rejecting my gifts now? Don’t make me punish you. (turns around and signals the guards to take the presents to her classroom)

Okay. The driver will come and pick you up when you’re done. And get dressed when you get home—I already prepared a dress for tonight.

(He spoke with a serious expression as he walked toward the car. Then he suddenly turned back as if he had forgotten something.)

Hmm… don’t make me regret this. Otherwise, you’ll see the other side of me.

(He entered the car and drove off.)

Isabella watched from a distance, still admiring his figure as it disappeared from sight. Then reality hit her when her two close friends, Cherry and Dora, tapped her on the shoulder.

DORA: Yoooo, Isabella! Look at the way all the students are staring at you! (turns around) How come you never told us about him?

ISABELLA: Who? (pretending not to know)

CHERRY: (clears her throat) Come on, don’t pretend! Why did you hide him from us? Or wait… are you dating him? (shocked) Girl! How did you get his attention? He’s hot and also the most feared man in this city. What kind of magic did you use? (grabs Isabella’s bag playfully)

ISABELLA: No, no, no! We’re not together, okay? I’ll explain later. Let’s just say he’s… my master. (looks down) Anyway, let’s go to class, please.

CHERRY & DORA: Okay!

(They walked to class happily. Meanwhile, at the other end of the school building, the school bully, NELLY, was boiling with anger. She couldn’t understand how Isabella had caught the attention of the wealthy man whom she and her parents had been trying to get close to because of a lucrative family contract.)

After lectures, NELLY and her crew blocked Isabella and her friends.

After lectures, NELLY and her crew blocked Isabella and her friends.

NELLY: Well, well, well… Look who we have here. (smiling) Isabella. (She said as she walked around Isabella and her friends.) I never knew you’d be so quick to level up your game. So tell me, how did you crawl into Mr. Mike’s bed? (she smirked) Like mother, like daughter.

Isabella stepped closer to Nelly, her eyes blazing with anger, and slapped her hard across the face.

KPAAAAA!

The sound echoed through the hallway, drawing the attention of nearby students.

ISABELLA: In your next life, don’t you ever mention my mother’s name again!

Nelly’s friends moved forward to grab Isabella by the hair, but Dora quickly stepped in front of them.

DORA: Eh, eh, eh! What do you think you’re doing? (pushing Nelly’s friends back) Don’t even think about it, because I’ll feed both of you grass right now! (turning to Nelly) You think everyone here is someone you can bully? Don’t get on my nerves, or you won’t like the version of me you’ll see.

(She grabbed Isabella and Cherry by the arms.)

DORA: Let’s go! Leave these good-for-nothing people alone.

(Dora dragged them through the crowd and walked away. However, Nelly wasn’t ready to let it go. She chased after them and grabbed Isabella’s hair in a fit of rage.)

NELLY: Who do you think you are?!

Isabella’s friends immediately fought back. Nelly’s friends joined in, and within seconds, a full-blown fight broke out. They pulled each other’s hair, tore at one another’s clothes, and exchanged furious blows.

Other students gathered around the scene. Some cheered them on, while others tried to separate the girls.

The chaos continued until the school supervisor and security officers arrived. They quickly intervened and dragged all of them to the principal’s office.

(In the principal’s office, Nelly’s parents were seen ranting while Isabella stood silently.)

NELLY’S MUM: How dare you lay your filthy, wretched hands on my daughter?! (she shouted) Have you forgotten your place? You poor thing! Just because you had the opportunity to get into this school doesn’t mean you’re of our standard.

(She turned to the principal.)

By the way, who is her guardian? I want to see them now! They must kneel before us and apologize, or face the consequences.

PRINCIPAL: Okay, I suggest you calm down. Both parties are at fault, and I’m sure we can settle this without any issues. Besides, her guardian is someone you wouldn’t want to provoke.

NELLY’S DAD: (flaring up) Do we look like we care? Have you forgotten who we are? I’m sure you know what we’re capable of if anyone dares to offend us. (he frowned)

PRINCIPAL: (taking a deep breath) I know, sir…

(He turned, picked up his phone, and called Mr. Mike’s manager.)

On the phone…

Hello. Yes, this is Isabella’s principal speaking. There was a little misunderstanding at school, and Isabella was involved. Your presence is needed. I promise we won’t take much of your time.

MANAGER: Mmm… (he paused and glanced at Mr. Mike before replying) Okay, I’m coming.

(Mike looked at his manager with a sharp gaze.)

MR. MIKE: Speak.

(His manager informed him of what the principal had said. Mike took a sip of his coffee and murmured,)

MR. MIKE: Mmm… trouble.

(He stood up angrily and ordered,)

Get the car.

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(Back in the principal’s office, Nelly pretended to be injured.)

NELLY: Mum, it hurts.

(She gave a fake expression of pain.)

Isabella couldn’t hold back any longer.

ISABELLA: She started it first! She blocked my path in the hallway and insulted my mother!

Nelly’s mum wasn’t having it. She angrily pushed Isabella to the ground.

NELLY’S MUM: And you still have the nerve to talk?

The principal immediately stepped forward and grabbed Nelly’s mother.

PRINCIPAL: I’m sorry, but you don’t have the right to hit her. You don’t know who you’re dealing with, and I wouldn’t want to be on that person’s blacklist. Please, control your anger.

Nelly’s mum smirked.

NELLY’S MUM: To hell with that person! She’s nothing but garbage picked from the gutters, and I’m sure her guardian is trash too.

(At that moment, Mr. Mike walked into the principal’s office. He happened to hear her last words. A dark aura surrounded him, sending chills down everyone’s spine.)

(His eyes immediately landed on Isabella, who was lying injured on the floor. His anger intensified as he slowly turned his gaze toward Nelly’s parents and the principal.)

(The room fell silent.)

(The principal and Nelly’s parents couldn’t help but tremble under his terrifying stare.)

(The moment Nelly’s parents recognized who had just entered, all the arrogance drained from their faces.)

(Their eyes widened in horror, and regret instantly filled their hearts as they trembled uncontrollably.)

MIKE: I guess I’ve been too quiet in this city. (He said, his gaze drifting toward the window, jaw tightening as a flicker of irritation crossed his face.) No one dares to touch what’s mine, yet you people had the audacity to lay your hands on something that belongs to me. (His voice dropped, each word laced with icy fury, his fingers curling slightly as if restraining himself.) Not a single person is permitted to go near her except me! Yet you peasants had the nerve to do so.

(He slowly stood up, the deliberate movement radiating quiet menace, his presence suddenly suffocating the room.)

I think it’s high time I stripped your family of its position and influence. (He said, his eyes locking onto Nelly’s family with a chilling intensity, as though already passing judgment.)

NELLY’S FATHER: (Crawling toward Mike, his hands trembling as he clutched at Mike’s legs, his face pale and drenched in sweat.) No! No! Please, sir! Just give us one last chance! We’re sorry, sir! We never meant to offend you! It won’t happen again, sir! We’re truly sorry! (His voice cracked with desperation, panic evident in every breath as his body shook uncontrollably.)

NELLY’S MOTHER: (Quickly joining in, her movements frantic, her eyes wide with fear as she forced herself to kneel.) Yes! Yes! Please forgive us. You know our families have always been on good terms. We would never intentionally harm what’s yours. We’re deeply sorry, especially my daughter.

(She pushed Nelly forward, her grip firm and urgent, betraying her desperation.)

To show how sorry we are… uh… we don’t mind giving you our beautiful Nelly. (She said with a strained, hopeful smile, her voice wavering as she searched Mike’s face for any sign of mercy.)

(Nelly immediately played along, her heart pounding as she forced a charming smile, her eyes glinting with calculated allure while masking the tension coiled beneath her composed exterior, subtly adjusting her posture to draw Mike’s attention.)

MIKE: (Feeling utterly disgusted, he glanced at them coldly before turning to the principal.) Clean this mess up. I don’t want them anywhere near Isabella. You know what to do.

(With that, he turned and left.)

The principal looked at them with obvious resentment and disgust.

PRINCIPAL: Leave my office immediately. Your daughter has been expelled. I cannot go against Mr. Mike’s orders.

(Nelly’s parents felt as though their entire world had collapsed before their eyes.)

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Back at Mike’s mansion, Isabella was taking a bath when Mike walked into her room.

MIKE: (Glancing around the room, his voice cutting through the stillness.) Isabella!

(The silence that followed felt unnaturally heavy, broken only by the faint, distant sound of running water.)

He paused, listening. The quiet pressed in around him, thick and suffocating.

Slowly, he moved toward the bathroom, each step deliberate against the polished floor. His hand hovered over the doorknob for a brief moment before he pushed it open.

A wave of warm, humid air rolled out to meet him, carrying the soft, rhythmic sound of water spilling over porcelain.

Inside, Isabella rested her head against the edge of the bathtub, her damp hair clinging to her skin as water streamed down her shoulders in slow, glistening trails. Her eyes were unfocused, lost somewhere far away.

For a moment, he just stood there, watching.

His expression softened instantly.

He stepped inside, the door clicking shut behind him with a quiet finality. The space felt smaller now, the air thicker, the silence more intimate.

He approached her slowly, the faint sound of his footsteps barely audible over the water. When he leaned closer, his presence seemed to fill the room.

MIKE: You really deserve a punishment.

(Isabella’s body reacted before her mind could catch up. A sharp shiver ran through her, her muscles tightening as if bracing for something unseen. Her fingers curled against the slick edge of the tub, knuckles whitening as her breath hitched. She turned her head toward him, eyes wide for a split second before she forced them to soften, trying to hide the flicker of fear that had already betrayed her)

ISABELLA: I’m sorry……..