Juliette's point of view... "Mom," I called her again, "Are they here yet?" she sighed before glancing at me in irritation from the side of her eye but soon burst into laughter as I started grinning. I had been asking her the same question for last thirty minutes. "You are a bit too excited, sweety" Mom replied as she shoved my head. Anything for that smile. A woman with a beautiful figure, with a chocolate-brown hair and fair complexion, who is in her late thirties yet so beautiful to make your heart flutter. That's my Mom, sweet and beautiful. "Will everything be fine honey?" she sighed halting the laughter. I understand her very well, about why she was concerned. All because of my dear sister. I had been roaming around the hall, picking up things and dusting the already neat and clean pillows on the sofa. I can't help it because I was a bit so excited when Mom broke the news to me. Aunt Dory's relatives are coming to meet us, I mean a marriage proposal for my dear freakin
Juliette's point of view... I was in the middle of the hallway in the school this morning, digging through the files submitted by my classmates to find mine when I heard a line or a few. Two of the teacher's voices whisper excitedly from the room behind me. Although I am usually a decent girl and would not have bothered, listening in on the staff members' conversations felt like the only interesting adventure I could find on this really dull day."Did you see him...!" "How creamy he is...! I felt him...ugh...! I can't explain..."I chuckled to hear two of the oldies talking about a guy. They have the current too...! I thought they were talking about a film star or an idol but to my surprise, they weren't. I immediately moved closer to the room door and listened in since those phrases might seriously pique the curiosity of any lady."His hands brushed my arm and I was frozen...! You know I bought this dress yesterday. It looks like pumping my breasts up." Mrs Brandon blurted out an
Juliette's point of view... "Were you the one in the staff room earlier?" he asked and I froze. But still, my subconscious mind forced me to think another way.Who the hell is he to ask me? I rolled my eyes over his handsome face and attractive body and blurted out in my straight attitude. "Who the hell are you to ask me? It's none of your business...!" I smacked while turning around to run away to my class. Though he is not a student, he isn't a professor either. Who on hell works as a professor with that face and body? Rushing towards the class, I didn't even bother to turn back once to face him. If I do, I may fall for him. My my...he was...ugh...!! "Guys time to play...!" I announced the moment I stepped in. Everyone started screaming in joy. Getting settled, I started working on the reports and Scarlett started writing her notes. It was afternoon already and two consecutive periods of arts, I mean leisure was like candy for the kids. They were shouting, playing, enjoyin
Juliette's point of view... The art class, I chose that subject because I heard that the previous art teacher attended the classes so rarely. It was considered as a leisure period for us but now everything changed. Why on earth did the school hire an annoying character like him?A face like a chocolate man and the temper of a hell lord. What am I going to face right now? As the bell rang, everyone started gossiping about the new dream boy character introduced but my concern was solely on the look that he spared me before getting out of the room. I have to enter the devil's lair...! Oh God...! Why? It's 2.00 p.m. and I'm standing at the door of Mr. Richard's office still hesitating to enter. Whatever is waiting for me, it cannot be good...after all...! After standing there for what felt like an eternity, I finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door."Get in," I heard an extremely resonant voice jerking my soul inside. Pivoting the doorknob and pushing the door open, I
Richard's point of view...A few days ago, I got a call from Dad's office and rushed back there only to listen to the thing I regretted the most. His will...! Before Dad passed away a year ago, he wrote a will and another will to keep his will safe until I complete my master's. I was in my last year when I got the news that his condition was bad, yet he didn't let me come. I can only see him at his funeral. It was irritating. His team of lawyers told me that he asked them to keep his will a secret until I get my master's graduation done. Ridiculous...! Why was that so important...! I felt it was the most annoying thing that he demanded from me but as soon as I got his will opened, my mind just fumed off. As a Master's graduate from the University of Oxford, I felt thoroughly humiliated when I was asked to work as a teacher at a high school. And he wanted me to be a art teacher...! Wasn't that a joke? Why would someone with an architecture major will work as an art teacher?
Juliette's point of view... "Juliette...!!" my Mom shouted her throat out and I knew that I had just messed everything up. She is gonna kill me if that creep tells her anything of what happened at school, that I poked something at the staff room. But that pervert...! I am gonna kill him today. How dare he come straight to my house?Where the hell did he get the address? I walked out fuming in anger but after taking a long breath I was ready to fight the battle.Then suddenly the unexpected thing happened...! That scene, I saw just blew my head off. The hall was packed, Aunt Dory and one more lady along with that handsome creep were sitting on the L-shaped sofa. My Mom was serving them with some tea or coffee. Looking at how nervous my mom was, I can say who those people were. I strode my ass down the stairs with my eyes flung open as if it was something shocking going on. No way...! This is not going to happen. I thought he was here to blurt about me but it was more than a shoc
Juliette's point of view... Lab-Dab...! Lab-Dab...! This is not happening...! I am dreaming right now. I was never handled like this by any boy...! This is just...! He grabbed my hand and took me near the space between the two rooms. It's like a corner hidden from everyone, some things like a table and a few chairs were resting over there. He pushed me slightly over the table so that I almost leaned back on it. That was unexpected. Totally Unexpected. Goosebumps crept all over my body and I quivered for a second. How could he possibly do that in my own house? "Leave me...!" seizing myself out of my shock, I struggled but he hushed putting his finger on his lips as if I was a kindergarten child. "Shh..." My forehead creased and my heart almost thumped out of my chest beating so fast and louder that could be heard out. He clenched his fist on my shoulders, staring at me. I lost my voice as it could mute anyone for sure as he was just a few inches away from me and his strong a
Juliette's point of view... My sister is an artist, not a normal one, of course. There is a sense of abnormalities in each of her art pieces. However, I find it a bit unusual, but she is quite famous. She holds a gallery of her own and surprisingly some fans love her work. Surprisingly...! Oh... Yeah...! I need to admit it. He walked in and in just a few minutes they walked out looking at each other, giggling. I never saw Anna being so intimate to anyone, especially men. She had only one die hard friend, Rubia who is more than a sister to her. I can certify that if I and Rubia were on a sinking ship, she would choose to save her over me. That's what my sister is...! Getting back to the point, When I saw my sister being comfortable with that stranger, I swore to myself that I would never drool over him again. It's settled then. I programmed my mind to set the very point that he was a no to me. I must avoid him just like a plague. Yes...! That's what he is to me from now on..
The ground was bustling with almost all the students from the school and the University. Richard took Juliette towards the ground and made her sit at one of the safest corners. Juliette never expected that Richard would bring her here. Soon Scarlett and Lissa joined her. The game began and it was then that Juliette spotted a known figure among the players. "Richard..." she exclaimed in shock to find Richard joining the team. "What was going on? Why is he there?" she mumbled to herself and stared at the ground puzzled. The refry whistled and the ball was tossed. Though it was the university guys to grabbed the ball first, it didn't take a minute for Richard to snatch the ball and throw it in the basket. "Wow...! That was the fastest basket that I had ever seen in this game" the commentator announced excitedly. Juliette felt a strange pride in her heart. When she looked up, Richard saw her in her direction which made her heart flutter. The whistle started the game again and Richard
Juliette's point of view... Though Logan managed to hit the break right on time, the car collided with the truck and stopped. I bumped into the deck that raised a strong pain in my head and gradually, lost consciousness for quite a while. When I finally got my senses back, I saw we were still in the car. Nobody cared if we were alive. I quickly check on Logan. He looked fine as the car was not damaged that bad but when I tried to wake him up, I was dumpfonded. His forehead was bleeding so much. I searched for my phone and called Harway right away. I struggled a lot to stop his wound from bleeding, while waiting for the ambulance. Soln Harway showed up with an ambiance following him. On the way to the hospital, I was still in a maze. My hands were still trembling. Seeing my condition, Harway reassured me that Logan will be fine. With the help of the staff, he took Logan on a stretcher and carried him to the Emergency Wing. I sat outside in the waiting area and started praying to
Author's point of view... "How about having fun with us...!" the man sneered and Juliette's heart skipped a beat as she quickened her pace, hoping to slip by unnoticed. But the menacing laughter that followed her every step told her she wasn't going to be let off that easily."Hey, sweetheart, where do you think you're going?" one of the guys called out, his voice dripping with malice. The alley was dark with almost no street lights nearby. The light from far away was barely enough to point out any moving creature in that way. That man switched on his phone light and focused on Juliette. The others followed him on their bikes, focusing their headlights on her as well. Juliett's pulse quickened, her mind racing for an escape route. She was like a deer caught amid city lights. Panicked. Terrified. She wanted to scream for help but being an isolated alley, it was doubtful if anyone could hear her. Yet she didn't want to give in, but before she could react, a voice cut through the an
Author's point of view... Both of them stood before the bed staring at it as a battlefield that was waiting for them. The bed in Richard's room was hardly sufficient for one person to sleep comfortably. Juliette swallowed hard at the thought of lying beside him. She awkwardly stole glances at him thinking that it was exactly like stepping on a triggered explosion. The burning sensation of her cheeks grew worse but Richard's condition stopped her from making any discussion. She strode towards the bed and grabbed a blanket to roll it and place it on the bed as a wall between them. They both lay down quietly. Her fragile body hardly covered one-fourth of the bed but no matter how long they tried, they couldn't sleep a wink. After twisting and tossing on the bed for a few minutes, Ricard finally started a conversation. "Juliette, is this necessary?" he removed the blanket slowly from the middle and Juliette jerked sitting up on the bed. "Yes...it is" She tried to snatch it back but
Juliette's point of view... "Miss... Miss Alissa" I greeted her trying to get up but she smirked pushing me back. "Juliette, right! I will remember you" I saw Alissa looking at me menacingly then she walked passing by, deliberately stepping on my hand. "Hey...!" I hissed in pain but she didn't see back. That woman is really something. I entered the class rubbing my hand and sat on my place. Lissa instantly turned around to ask me, "Jul, why was Miss Grey asking for you? Did you meet her just now?"Miss Grey...! So she was the new teacher they were all talking about. Beautiful and flirting with boys on the very first day...! I wonder what kind of a woman she is. Few more classes gone by at ease but before the long bell, an attendee walked in from the room and called my name. He said that Miss Grey wanted to see me in her office. I was not in the mood to face that woman at all but the man before me said that she just wanted to give me some materials about the class I missed toda
Juliette's point of view... The way he was staring at me, with his eyes narrowed and his forehead all creased, I thought he would shout at me or even worse. A fear crept into my heart when I slowly hung my head.Did I do something wrong? He stepped forward and I stepped back immediately. The temperature in the room seemed to be dropping every second. I was shivering inside out. "What do you take me for? Where did you get this money?" he asked in his husky voice but in a chilled tone. I gulped down to wet my throat before answering him. "I...I...sold my chain..." I stuttered and closed my eyes. He was very angry. I couldn't help but feel the anxiety building up inside me. But soon I felt his hand over mine, the one that I had extended towards him and opened my eyes. He kept a few more notes on top of that envelope. "Return the money to your friend and get back your chain, today" he said domineeringly and I looked up at him completely blank. "But..." I wanted to tell him that I d
Juliette's point of view... We reached his office and that shameless woman was still waiting for him inside, sitting on his chair. I sheepishly stood aside peeking at that woman. What an indecent creature...!!"Richard you are back..." she instantly stood up with a smile across her face but as she saw me, her smile faded away instantly."Richard..." she called so intimately, they look so close, "Why did you bring that kid back here?" she asked as her eyes rolled over me in disdain, stopping straight at our hands, still binding together.I twisted my wrist to free myself. Richard turned around and grabbed my wrist again while closing the door behind us."Miss Alissa Grey," he turned around and called that woman's name, "I want you to meet my wife, Mrs. Juliette Solomon" he pulled me closer and wrapped his arms around me so intimately. A cold shiver run down my spine. I wiggled trying to free myself but he leaned closer and whispered. "Stop resisting or I will kiss you right before
Juliette's point of view... Even when Mr. Thompson was taking classes, my mind was swirling in a whirlwind of thoughts. Clutching the notes bundle in my hand, I recalled what that shop owner said. Richard was so much worried and was reluctant to remove that ring from his hand. I couldn't understand where to keep him, in the good side or the bad side. What is he in reality? The man who wanted to help me or a pervert who brought a woman to home? Where should I count him!! As I thought about it, if he did want to help me, why didn't he gave me the money directly? He didn't pay it directly but instead he asked Mr. Thompson to do it, just why? I am not the idiot that he thinks I am. He might be having ulterior motives behind his deeds. Fine, I won't accept his help, anyway. During the lunch hour, I strode towards his office to return the money I owed him but as I opened the door of his room, I was dumbfounded. He was crouching before a woman with his hands on her thighs and that w
Juliette's point of view... When Richard dropped me near the intersection, I saw Nathan and Scarlet waiting for me before the cafe. I initially planned to tell Richard everything about the money I needed but after hearing his mother scolding him, I was clear about one thing he himself was in short of cash, what would he possibly do to help me? I wish I was a Cinderella and he was my prince charming or at least a hidden billionaire or something like that. But...! Fictions are fiction and reality sucks. He was just a normal man with a low bank balance who could not help me right now with my situation. I called Scarlett earlier to ask her to accompany me to the pawn shop as that was my only way out. I needed the money so badly and as my family was not responding, I had no other choice but to pawn the only precious thing with me, my platinum chain. It was a gift from Mom when I stood first in my tenth standard. I never wanted to lose it but today I am hopeless. Though I called Scar