Students were seen walking around the school, all looking classy and affluent. It was clear that this was a school for the wealthy, and any poor student who managed to secure a scholarship often faced relentless bullying until they either left the school or, in some cases, were committed suicide.Crestwood High School, the largest school in the country, was notorious for the way its rich students treated the poor one.And there was Carter, who entered the school on a scholarship because Rosalie couldn't afford to pay the full tuition. Since he arrived, he had never known a moment of peace.Every day was a struggle for him, and not a single day went by without facing bullying. He felt powerless to change his situation.He sat alone on a bench in the schoolyard, reading the book in his hands slowly.With his striking looks, he was undeniably the most handsome boy in school, which only fueled the jealousy of others, leading them to bully him every day."There he is!" he heard a voice tha
"What happened to her?" Cameron asked as soon as he reached Athena."I don't know, but her scream— it means Rose is in trouble," Athena mumbled, her face etched with worry and fear."Damn it!" Cameron exclaimed, snatching the phone from Athena."Hello?!" he shouted, but there was no response. Just as he was about to hang up, he suddenly heard a sinister laugh creeping through the line."Who are you? What are you doing to her?" Cameron asked, desperation lacing his voice as if he wanted to reach through the phone and snap the man's neck."You don't need to know what I'm going to do with my daughter," the man replied, his tone chilling. "I've been observing you. Are you sure you're her boss, or something else?" He erupted into a creepy laugh, causing Athena's eyes to widen in shock."Rosalie's father? Rose doesn't have a father; he died when she was just seven years old," Athena said, tears streaming down her face as she worried for her friend.Cameron turned to Athena, disbelief etched
Cameron sprinted toward the house, but as he reached the door and flung it open, a wave of flames surged out, knocking him back to the ground."Shit!" he muttered, wincing as he pushed himself up despite the pain in his back. He quickly realized that he couldn't enter through the door; the fire had completely engulfed it.Cameron began searching for another way into the house, but after walking around it, he found no doors or windows to enter.Suddenly, he was reminded of how Maya had died, and how he had felt powerless to save her until her last breath."No, I won't let her die. I must save her," Cameron mumbled, turning to head back to the door once more, but...He suddenly noticed a small hole in the wall and quickly moved closer to peek inside.Cameron's eyes widened in shock as he saw Rosalie tied to a chair in the middle of the room, unconscious after having screamed for help. The fire was rapidly approaching her."Thank goodness, at least the fire hasn't reached her. I need to
"I'm not telling you this because I'm scared of you, but I really want you to know that Rosalie is my daughter," the man said."They thought I was dead seven years ago, but I'm not," he continued, and Cameron recalled Athena mentioning something similar before—that Rosalie's father had died seven years ago."Is that all you know?" Cameron asked, struggling to believe it, yet it seemed the man was telling the truth."Of course, I know more," the man replied with a grin."Rosalie's mother fell ill after our eldest daughter died, and that's when the family fell apart—everything was ruined for them," he continued."Rosalie has an older sister who died? What was her name, and why are you still alive?" Cameron asked, curiosity evident on his face."That's when I might start to believe you a little," Cameron added, but the man merely scoffed."You think I'm going to tell you? You've heard enough, and I won't say anything else—except that my family deserves to die by my hand," the man replied
Rosalie woke up with a loud yawn, having spent the night in the hospital after talking and crying to Rebecca as if she could hear what she was saying.Having dozed off in the chair with her head resting on Rebecca's bed throughout the night, Rosalie was gazing at Rebecca's face when the door opened and a nurse walked in."Good morning, miss," the nurse greeted. Rosalie responded with a nod."I think you should rest as well; you look tired," the nurse said, concern etched on her face as she looked at Rosalie."I don't want to leave my mother. I should stay with her since I have nothing else to do," Rosalie mumbled, her voice weak."You don't need to worry about your mother. We'll take care of her as always, and we'll let you know as soon as she wakes up from the coma," the nurse reassured her. Rosalie hesitated for a moment before finally standing up from the chair."Okay, I'll leave, but please keep an eye on her," Rosalie said, and the nurse nodded before moving closer to Rebecca to
"Is he crazy? What kind of contract is this?" Rosalie mumbled before moving on to the next line."You'll start the training as soon as you move in with me.""You will no longer be a stripper for my customers..." it stated in the contract, and Rosalie hadn't read any further when she exhaled in relief."Thank goodness, I won't have to strip anymore. But how will I pay him back?" Rosalie mumbled, feeling confused as she began to read the rest of the contract."You'll be stripping exclusively for me." Rosalie's eyes widened in shock as she read that."What the hell is this?!" she gasped."Am I really expected to take off my clothes in front of him? No..." Rosalie shook her head vehemently."No, I can't do that. I can't live with him and also strip for him; my dignity would be ruined."Rosalie moved on to the next words. "Apart from paying your debt, you'll also be receiving a salary from me," she read and that caught her interest as her eyes moved to the signature."I've already signed i
"What the hell are you doing?" Rosalie asked, her expression a mix of surprise and disbelief. She had walked into the living room to find Cameron shirtless, and he was in the process of removing his trousers."What does it look like I'm doing?" Cameron replied, pulling down his trousers. Rosalie's eyes widened in shock, but then she noticed he was wearing shorts underneath."Thank goodness! I thought he was about to strip completely in front of me..." Rosalie exhaled, relief washing over her."But what the hell? Why did he still take off his clothes in the living room?" Rosalie thought, giving Cameron a bewildered look."If you're done staring, follow me," Cameron mumbled, turning to walk away slowly. Rosalie was left speechless."What? Why should I follow you? Even though I accepted stripping for you but it wouldn't be right now!" Rosalie exclaimed, and Cameron paused in his tracks, a smirk spreading across his face."Even if I asked you to start stripping for me right now, you can't
Next Day...Rosalie opened her eyes before sitting up in bed and her cheeks flushing red with embarrassment immediately memories of the last night flooded back into her mind."I must be going crazy for letting him kiss me—and for kissing him back, damn it!" she mumbled, recalling every detail of how passionately Cameron had kissed her last night.As she just woke up this morning, regret washed over her. "I can't let him do this to me. I came here just to strip for him, not for anything else...""I need to pull myself together and stop this foolishness," Rosalie warned herself, but the memory of their kiss lingered stubbornly in her mind.The kiss had lasted an hour, with Cameron taking his time to explore every sweetness of her mouth."Rosalie, get this damn thing out of your mind! You're not supposed to be thinking about it because you hate him, and you always will..." she yelled at herself."But I'm still happy. It's not more than kissing. What if he decided to sleep with me last ni
Rosalie's POV "What the heck! You really want to shoot me, your best friend? Wow, you're still actually a heartless bastard. I guess I'm wrong for thinking you've changed because of her," Maverick said with a hint of mockery in his voice, standing still in his spot with a smile on his face."You're wrong," Cameron suddenly said, pulling his gun down. Both Maverick and I gazed at him curiously.Did he want to admit that I had changed him? I couldn't help the happiness inside my heart as I waited for him to speak again."She did actually change me. Don't be deceived – I only changed for her, and no one else. I'm still a monster to other people, so you're obviously wrong," Cameron said, staring at Maverick's expression with a smirk.I couldn't help but blush, and I had to turn around to hide my red cheeks, which had become ridiculously red! "Oh, I see, glad you're not denying, lover boy," Maverick said with a knowing smile. Cameron scoffed."You're speaking as if you're not heartless as
Rosalie's POV "Cameron, please slow down! You're hurting me!" I screamed again, but he had already lost control.I understood that it was the aphrodisiac bullet that had affected him, making it impossible for him to rein himself in. I knew Cameron would never intentionally hurt me; he was just struggling to regain control. Deep down, I believed he was looking for a way to stop, but he simply couldn't.I had promised myself that I wouldn't scream or ask him to stop, even if it hurt, but the pain had become unbearable. I couldn't hold back my cries any longer, especially as blood rushed down from my vagina, marking the end of my virginity and purity.While a part of me felt a strange happiness that my virginity was finally lost to Cameron, that fleeting joy was quickly overshadowed by another wave of pain as his hard thrusts continued for the fourth time."Cameron!" I screamed again, and that's when he suddenly pulled out of me, both of us breathing heavily as I turned to face him, my
Rosalie's POV As soon as Cameron spoke, my eyes widened in shock. He wanted to sleep with me, despite being the one who had hesitated to touch me because of my wound. Could my thoughts be right? He looked aroused since the moment he entered the room."How... how will... sex ease your pain?" I stuttered, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me. I didn't understand why I felt shy; I thought my shyness had faded away by now.Cameron chuckled softly. "If you want to know how it’ll ease my pain, then let me make love to you. Or do you want me to stay in pain? Isn’t that going to make you feel bad?" He said this with a mischievous smile, clearly trying to change my mind."It's not that I don't want you..." I struggled to finish that sentence before I found myself speaking again."But what about my wound that you always care about?" I asked, unsure why I was even questioning it. This was what I had always wanted, and now I could feel my body heating up from his naughty words."I won't
Rosalie's POV Immediately I heard Cameron's voice behind me, and I turned around, standing up with a confused and shocked expression on my face.Could it really be a coincidence that Cameron's old girlfriend shares the same name as my sister? Not to mention, he used my sister's exact birthdate as the passcode for his safe locker, and both my sister and his ex-girlfriend are dead.I don't think those three events can be mere coincidences; there's definitely something fishy going on, and I need to get answers from Cameron right now.Cameron started walking closer to me, his expression soft yet slightly angry. I couldn't help but wonder what could possibly make him angry if there was nothing suspicious about the safe locker."I'm asking you what you were doing there," Cameron mumbled again, still approaching me. His voice was soft, but his expression told a different story.I began to back away until my back hit the wall, leaving me with nowhere to go."Why is my kitten being a little
Rosalie's POV "Ouch! Ohhhh, my lord! Please, fuck me harder!" Moans echoed from the kitchen, and I couldn't help but feel disgusted.It was obvious that the stranger, who called himself Maverick, was with the woman in the kitchen, whom he referred to as his "bitch." Their screams were already grating on my nerves.How can they not feel even a hint of shame as they can go into the bedroom to do whatever nonsense they're doing? Maverick knows I'm in this house, and he must realize how uncomfortable it is for me, yet he still went ahead and fucked that woman in the kitchen."If he's truly Cameron's best friend, then I don't think I can stand being in the same house with him. He's already so annoying," I mumbled, my voice laced with irritation."Cameron should hurry up; they're making this house a mess today, and it's driving me crazy. I think my meal is in the kitchen, but I can't go in there because of the unholy stuff they're doing," I mumbled, frustration evident on my face."Maybe I
Cameron's POV I rushed into the clan house as soon as I got out of the car. Today is the day—I’m going to end everything, and then I’ll confront the Godfather.I’m supposed to be living here with the gang members because of a case like this, but I can’t because of Rosalie. I just wanted us to be living alone, like I do, even though it’s the same house where Maya and I lived before she died, I’ve tried to keep my mind off that fact and have managed to live peacefully with Rosalie.As soon as I entered the training room, I found everyone there, including Jack. I nodded, impressed by how prepared they all were."Good, now let's get going. Remember everything I told you," I reminded them, addressing the group of twenty-five. Everything needed to go perfectly, especially since I knew Salvatore would have many guards and members."Yes, Boss," they all chorused, bowing in unison."I'll lead them outside," Jack said, and I nodded in agreement."Let's go," Jack said, leading the way while the
Rosalie's POV I was both surprised and scared when I saw a man behind me, leaving me confused about what was happening.What were they doing here? How did they get here? With Cameron already gone, did they come to hurt me? These questions raced through my mind.But if they were here to harm me, why would the lady in the kitchen be cooking? Despite that thought, I couldn't shake the fear that gripped me."I'm asking you, who are you?" I yelled again, struggling to keep my fear in check. I could feel it threatening to betray me at any moment, especially if these people turned out to be who I feared they were.The man wore a smile that annoyed me, though I couldn't quite understand why. When he refused to speak, I picked up a flower vase from the table and turned to face him. Despite the threatening look on my face and the vase in my hands, his expression remained unchanged."If you're here to hurt me again, you're mistaken this time—I'm not giving you a chance," I said, gripping the fl
Rosalie's POV Cameron started walking closer to me as soon as I asked the question. When he stopped in front of me, looking straight into my eyes, I couldn't understand why he was doing this. All I wanted was an answer. Did he think he could use his charm to make me stop asking? I needed to pull myself together; I wouldn't let that work. I was determined to get an answer from him tonight."Why do you sound suspicious of me?" Cameron suddenly asked after looking at me for a few seconds. His question made me wonder why I was seeking answers to my own questions.It's not like I'm his girlfriend who should know everything about him, yet that's exactly how I'm acting right now. I don't think I'm in a position to ask him those questions.Even though I know Cameron isn't weak but rather incredibly powerful, I sometimes wonder if it's the nightclub that has made him this way or if there's something else. However, as I think about it now, I realize I shouldn't dwell on it, especially since I
Carter's POV It was already night, and after ensuring that Gabriella was no longer sad after having fun together—I settled down with her in the living room to watch TV. I had managed to convince her to stay, reassuring her that Athena didn't mean any harm, even though I was unsure of what was troubling my big sister.Athena hadn't even come out of her room since returning from work, which made me worry that something was definitely wrong with her.I shook the thought of Athena from my mind and continued watching TV. We were watching a horror movie, as it was Gabriella's recommendation. I couldn't help but wonder how Gabriella could watch a horror movie without flinching—she was surprising me right now.She said she didn't like romance movies because they were too cringeworthy, but I knew that once she realized her feelings for me and confessed her love, she'd be drawn to them. I could already picture us sharing those romantic moments together, and a smile escaped my lips at the thoug