A Wish
~STELLA~
Three months ago, an emergency quit notice had been served to all tenants of our residence.
I glared at the email on my screen.
I had been searching for a new apartment— preferably a closer to the Fashion Academy I now attended.
Every agent I called or reached out to had said the same thing— “We only have shared apartments around that area.”
I didn't want a shared apartment… for any reason.
“Are you agreeing to it?" Rhys asked, his voice breaking through the haze in my head.
He owned a one-million-dollar mansion, not so close but around the Fashion Academy I attended.
I'd also gotten my admission, thanks to him, and among the many things just a snap of his fingers could do, I didn't want my accommodation from him.
“No, I'll keep looking for an apartment" I
