Marco’s POV I was sitting in the back seat of my car, working on some business while waiting for her after school. But instead, I got an unexpected visitor.Joseph, his face bruised, looked a bit dazed. I internally scoffed—what an i.diot. I raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you want?""I need to talk to you." He still had that dumb look, and the smell of antiseptic was clinging to him."Oh? Changed your mind? Or did you mess up and now you need my family to clean it up?" The more I looked at him, the more annoying he seemed."I'm leaving the country," he stuttered out. "I haven’t told Harper yet, but I wanted to talk to you first. My mom found out I’ve been in fights a lot recently, so she applied for a new school for me. I’m moving to the UK soon. I wanted to ask you, do you even know Harper is getting bullied every day?"The mocking smile on my face froze. "What do you mean?""Today, her ex-boyfriend and her so-called best friend called her a homewrecker. I got into a fight wit
Harper's POV "Mom, I need to talk to you." As soon as I got home, I went straight to my mother. She was the only one who could make me feel warm and safe."I don’t want to go to school anymore. Can you get me a tutor instead? Exams are coming up soon anyway."I looked at the message Joseph had sent me again. Sophia had gone to Joseph’s mom and his mom hates our relationship. He would be leaving to study abroad soon. If all went well, he would get into Oxford."Harper?" My mom’s voice brought me back. She entered the room, holding a glass of milk."Sweetie, do you have something else to say?""Mom, I want to go study in the UK. I just need some time away, and I want to focus on my studies."I buried myself in her arms, letting her warm, scented hands pat my back gently."My darling, I know you’ve had a lot on your mind since the wedding. If you want to go, then go."She pulled my blanket up. "Don’t worry, I won’t tell your father or your brother."I nodded.Time went by quickly. Months
Marco's POV When I saw her lying on the ground, it felt like all the blood in my body started flowing in reverse. If David hadn't held me back, my first instinct would have been to run over and rescue her, even before taking down those bastards.Sophia had always been foolish, and this time was no different. If it weren't for the trouble caused by the person with her, I would've arrived even faster. The transfer amount was fake, and she didn’t even notice. I had hired some experts in hacking, and when I tracked Harper's location, I informed my father and mother.That's when I learned she had been planning to go to the UK to study behind my back. But all of that didn't matter compared to her safety. I only hated myself for not being the one she could trust.I shot Sophia dead, but the man by her side managed to escape. David and his men went after him. I picked up Harper, her skin scorching hot and her back soaked in cold sweat.The accompanying doctor checked her briefly and said she'
"You're awake?"When I opened my eyes again, a face was right in front of me, close enough that I could feel his breath against my ear. My mind started to clear, and I remembered what had happened yesterday. I pulled the blanket around me and tried to inch away.He reached out and pulled me back closer, "What's this? Regret after making love with me?"I buried my head in the pillow without making a sound, but deep down, I was full of regret.Ah, Harper, how could you make those sounds last night?But... just thinking about what happened last night made my body start to react. My core felt wet again. So this is what s.ex feels like... but the fact that it was my stepbrother who brought me this pleasure—that made it all the more frustrating. This wasn't how things were supposed to be.I mustered the strength to sit up. "Just pretend that nothing happened last night, okay? You didn't lose anything."The smile on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a serious expression that scared me
"Harper, I want to apologize for what happened this time." He lowered his head, making me feel uncomfortable.“You… you don’t need to do that.”He placed his hand on top of mine, giving it a few comforting pats."I know you value a peaceful life. Without your permission, I brought you into our family affairs, and you’ve suffered a lot because of it. But I hope you understand—I’ve always wanted a daughter. Marco became distant after his mother died; it’s something he’s never let go of."“He… he mentioned it to me.” I thought about how I had run off that day and felt my face flush with embarrassment.“He really likes you. As a father, I’ve failed in not noticing his feelings for you sooner. I always thought you two disliked each other. But Marco has always cared for you. When you were betrayed by your ex-boyfriend, it was Marco who found someone to teach that boy a lesson. And as for Angelo…”He suddenly sighed, and I realized how distant that name felt.“Has Marco told you about the fe
The next morning, I had my things packed and ready to go. When I opened the door, I found breakfast already laid out on the table."Did the maid get here this early?"He turned around, and that’s when I realized he was wearing a shirt and an apron. The apron was a bit too small for him, making it look oddly funny.“You made breakfast? Thanks.” I sat down at the dining table, where a white porcelain plate held crispy toast brushed with honey, and the delicious aroma made my mouth water.“Eat more. I’ll take you to the dorm afterward.” He took off the apron and sat right next to me.“There’s a whole table; do you really need to sit right here?” I gave him a look, though I spoke with my mouth full, making my words a bit unclear.He reached over and wiped something off my face, and the unfamiliar touch made me feel awkward.“You had crumbs on your face.” He showed me the crumbs on his fingers.“Oh.”I stuffed the last bite of toast into my mouth and slung my bag over my shoulder.“Let’s g
The atmosphere quickly grew cold.I turned my head to look out the window, avoiding Marco’s stern face. It was strange—Patrick always said Marco was emotionless. Yet, I had seen so many different sides of him. An odd feeling slowly bubbled up inside me again.My phone buzzed, and I glanced at the screen. It was a message from Joseph. He must have seen my latest picture on Instagram."Harper! You’re in the UK? When can I come see you at school?"I had almost forgotten that Joseph came to study in the UK last year. I didn’t want him to get the wrong idea, as I hadn’t come here for him. Besides, now I am married.But I did feel responsible for dragging him into my mess. If it weren’t for me, Sophia wouldn’t have gotten to his mother and caused him to miss the tournament. Even if we couldn't be lovers, we could still be good friends."Maybe in a bit. I need to go home for the next few days.""Alright, let me know!"I smiled at the sticker he sent of a cat spinning around, acting cute. It
"What are you doing?" The backseat of this sports car was quite cramped, and when Marco pulled me in, my elbow got painfully wedged in the door's gap.He was clearly angry but forced a smile that was more terrifying than comforting."Harper, I think I’ve been too lenient with you. David, inform them that the meeting is postponed to tomorrow. Drive us back to the villa now."David threw me a subtle wink, but it did little to help; any hope I had was gone. Just earlier, Joseph had been left standing outside, and I wondered if he was alright. I reached into my pocket, wanting to send him a message explaining things.Before I could, Marco grabbed my wrist. "I'm right here, and you're already itching to message someone else?"Whether it was his grip or his chilling gaze, I couldn’t say—I withdrew my hand silently, turning my head away to avoid looking at him.Would avoiding eye contact work?As soon as the car stopped, Marco opened the door without saying a word to David and lifted me out.