Nicholas PovI trudged across the quad, my eyes fixed on the pavement as I navigated through the crowds of students rushing to their next class. I was a second-year student at Ravenswood College, and it felt like just yesterday I was a wide-eyed freshman trying to find my way around campus.I walked, I couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had been building up inside me. I had traveled back in time, reliving memories I thought I'd left behind. And now I was stuck in the past, trying to make sense of it all.I thought about Sarah and the proposal that had changed everything. I thought about my father and the expectations that came with being a billionaire's son. I felt like I was living in a dream, like nothing was real.I approached my psychology class, wondering how I was going to get through the next hour. I took a deep breath and pushed open the door, scanning the room for a familiar face. That's when I saw her, Sarah, sitting in the front row, her eyes fixed on the professor.
The class dismissed, Nicholas made his way towards Sarah, but she quickly gathered her belongings and hurried out of the room, avoiding eye contact. He followed her into the hallway, but she swiftly disappeared into the crowd.Undeterred, Nicholas turned to his friends, who were waiting for him by the lockers. "Hey, guys. What's up?"Josh, Adam, John, Andrew, exchanged skeptical glances. "Not much, Nick. What's with the sudden interest in psychology?" James asked, raising an eyebrow.Nicholas shrugged. "Just thought it would be a cool class to take. You know, learn about what makes people tick."Josh snorted, his voice laced with skepticism. "Save it, Nick. We know you're only in it for Sarah. Now, what are you trying to do? You already rejected her. What do you want—a second chance? I think she's not your type, anyway. Better leave her alone."The group erupted into chuckles, but Nicholas's expression turned serious, his eyes narrowing. "Guys, I'm telling you, I'm really interested i
Nicholas leaned back in his chair, his voice low and smooth as he whispered, "Hey, Sarah."Julia's eyes narrowed, her gaze fixed intently on Nicholas. She stared him down, her expression a mixture of anger and disgust. "Don't even think about talking to her, Nicholas," she whispered fiercely, her voice barely audible over the professor's lecture.Nicholas's smile never wavered, but his eyes flickered with amusement. He seemed to enjoy Julia's hostility, and his gaze lingered on her for a moment before returning to Sarah.Sarah felt a surge of gratitude towards Julia, but she knew she had to handle this situation herself. She straightened her shoulders, her heart pounding in her chest, and focused on Mrs. Patel's lecture.But she could sense Nicholas's eyes on her, burning with intensity. She knew he was trying to get under her skin to make her react. And she was determined not to give him the satisfaction.Mrs. Patel continued her lecture, Sarah couldn't shake off the feeling of being
Nicholas's father, James Hill, sat at the head of the conference table, his eyes scanning the room as he addressed the team. "Gentlemen, we need to discuss the Smiths' account. They're not happy with our current offer, and I've just received word that Moratti Corp. is making a move to poach them."The room fell silent, with all eyes on James. The Smiths were a key client, with a vast portfolio of estate properties and a lucrative hotel chain. Losing them would be a significant blow."What's the nature of Moratti's offer?" asked one of the team members, a middle-aged man with a keen interest in the details."From what I understand, they're offering a more aggressive deal structure, with better terms and a higher valuation," James replied, his expression grim. "We need to act fast if we want to keep the Smiths on board."The team erupted into a flurry of discussion, with ideas and strategies being tossed around the room. James listened intently, his mind racing with the implications of
Griffin found himself falling for Sarah's charms. He loved the way she smiled, the way her eyes sparkled when she laughed, and the way her hair fell in soft waves down her back.He had secretly admired her for months, captivated by her kindness, humility, and genuine smile.Despite his affluence, Griffin felt shy and introverted around Sarah. He longed to talk to her, to get to know her better, but fear held him back. He worried that she might see him as a rich kid trying to impress her, or worse, that she might reject him.So Griffin kept his distance, observing Sarah from afar. He noticed the way she laughed with her friends, the way her eyes sparkled when she talked about her passions, and the way her hair fell in soft waves down her back.As the days turned into weeks, Griffin's admiration for Sarah only grew stronger. He found himself looking forward to their classes together, just so he could catch a glimpse of her. He felt like a secret admirer, hiding his true feelings behind
Griffin's eyes blazed with anger as he watched Sarah flee, her tears and humiliation etched in his mind like a scar. He turned to face Nicholas, his fists clenched and his jaw set."You're a monster, Nicholas," Griffin spat, his voice low and menacing. "You think you're above everyone else just because you're rich and popular? Newsflash, Nicholas: You're not invincible."Nicholas held up his hands, palms outwards, in a calming gesture. "Griffin, stop. I don't want to fight you."But Griffin was beyond reason. He launched himself at Nicholas, his fists flying. Nicholas tried to defend himself, but Griffin's anger gave him strength. The two of them crashed into the hallway, their bodies locked in a fierce struggle.Just as it seemed Griffin was gaining the upper hand, Nicholas's friends, Adam, Josh, John, and Andrew, appeared out of nowhere and pulled Griffin back."Hey, hey, stop! That's enough!" Adam yelled his voice firm but calm.Josh and John grabbed Griffin's arms, holding him in
Matthew helped Sarah in the kitchen, his outward calm belied the storm brewing inside him. He was seething with anger, his mind consumed by thoughts of Nicholas and the humiliation he had caused his sister."How dare he reject her like that?" Matthew thought, his fists clenched. "And to make matters worse, he lets someone record it and share it with the world? What a coward."Matthew's protective instincts kicked in, and he felt a fierce urge to defend his sister's honor. "I'll make sure he pays for this," he thought, his anger simmering just below the surface. "No one hurts my sister and gets away with it."As he helped Sarah serve the meal, Matthew's eyes narrowed, his mind already plotting a way to confront Nicholas and make him regret ever crossing his sister. "He has no idea what's coming his way," Matthew thought, a cold determination settling in his heart. "I'll make sure he knows not to mess with my family."******************************Nicholas walked through the front door
Nicholas tried to subtly distance himself from Leena, but she seemed to sense his withdrawal and only tightened her grip. Literally.As they stood in the crowded ballroom, Leena's hand found its way to Nicholas's arm, her fingers wrapping around it like a vice. He tried to gently pry her off, but she held fast."Leena, I need to go get some fresh air," Nicholas said, attempting to extricate himself.Leena's eyes narrowed, her gaze flashing with possessiveness. "No, no, no. You're not going anywhere without me."Nicholas's discomfort grew as Leena's grip on his arm tightened. He tried to smile and placate her, but she was having none of it."Leena, come on. I just need a minute," Nicholas said, trying to reason with her.But Leena's voice dropped to a menacing whisper. "You're mine now, Nicholas. I know we have a connection. Don't try to deny it."Nicholas's heart sank as he realized the true extent of Leena's obsession. He was trapped, and he didn't know how to escape. He couldn't rev