THE BEGINNING

Christine’s Pov

It has always been him. The moment I met Steven back in middle school, I fell hopelessly in love. He saved me from those damn bullies who picked on me because I was adopted.

And ever since then Steven was all that I dreamt of, my Prince Charming.

He was the cutest boy ever. He was taller than any other kid in class, with dreamy green eyes and shiny blonde hair.

He has a perfect shaped nose and cute strawberry lips. He always protected me and we became friends.

He always listened to me and comforted me whenever my mum scolded me because of my grades.

Steven and I were the best of friends until he moved away to another city. It happened all of a sudden and just like that he was gone, far away from me.

Growing up without Steven was lonely, I barely had any friends. So I motivated myself to be like those dream girls in the magazines Steven always admired. It wasn’t hard at all, after all I was adopted because I was cute. Not bragging but I have shiny long blond hair and deep blue eyes with plump lips.

Growing up my body hit puberty faster than other girls my age, i got boobs and all my curves when I was between the age of 12 to 16.

All the guys at school liked me, I was their dream girl. Men stared at me with lust wherever I went, even girls who are not lesbians have fantasies of me and so do gay guys.

But he never liked me.

Steven returned during my second year in high school and oh boy was he something. He grew taller and muscular.

His hair was cut short which brought out his wonderful green eyes and the best thing was that he moved in next door to me, could you believe it, Steven was my neighbor and my classmate.

I tried talking to him several times but he ignored me and walked away, but he talked to other girls alright.

I couldn’t help but feel jealous of every bitch that had their eyes on him and that seemed to be every girl at school back then.

I hated it when he smiled at them or even said hey to them.

I was crushing hard, still crushing tho.

No not crushing, I was in-love but Steven gave me the silent treatment, he made me feel bad.

He never spoke to me at home and when I tried to get him to talk to me, he made me do things for him, not that I cared, I just wanted him to notice me, that I will always love and support him.

Even after all the tears he made me shed, all the heart breaks I felt seeing him with someone else.

Here I am again twelve years after high school and college, with a good degree in accounting and a good masters degree to take me higher, I am settling for the job to become Steven’s assistant.

why you may ask

the answer is simple,

Because I love him, I get to see him everyday and talk to him even if it is mostly about business,

I don’t care, I’m close to my love and my parents care less. Father sees it as a good business strategy to get me to become a Jones, which will help him partner with them and mother loves Steven, not Steven actual she loves his money.

Steven’s family happens to be one of the wealthiest in the country and have businesses around the globe, we were neighbours in the past because Steven used to live with his mom who was separated from his father because of his numerous affairs.

Steven moved back home to stay with his father and his younger sister Kelsey after the death of his mother “aunty Lucy”, she died of food poisoning, she was a nice woman.

After several investigations the police found no lead and it left Steven wounded.

I still remember the day the case was closed, he cried on my shoulder and held onto me so tight.

It was the also one of the happiest days of my life because he kissed me, don’t get me wrong I was sad about aunt Lucy’s death but I couldn’t stop the joy that vibed through me like an electric wave at my very first kiss.

I want all my first to be with Steven and he would be my last in everything too and I will fulfill that.

We didn’t talk about the kiss after that day, he just pretended like nothing happened but I know it’s because he is a shy person.

Right?