CHAPTER EIGHT: Fiance

Amira’s POV

I really didn't expect Sasha to make such a vicious move on my first day. I definitely wasn't going to allow myself to die so easily.

I was thinking of how to stop myself from getting hurt when I suddenly felt a strong hand around my waist.

After taking a deep breath, I turned to see Sebastian's worried face as he stared at me without blinking.

"Thanks, Seb; I am fine,” I said before turning around to glare at Sasha.

She immediately hid behind her mother, who was also glaring at me maliciously.

“Thank you so much for saving my daughter again,” my father said while checking my body for possible injuries.

“I am fine, father; I didn't fall,” I said, but it didn't ease his tensed expression.

“Don't you know that it is not safe to run on the stairs? I know the house you grew up in doesn't have this, but you need to learn this for your safety,” my stepmom said with an expression that showed nothing but concern.

I got the message anyway; she might be able to fool my father, but