Psychopath Love Series: Dashiel Davin's Forbidden Love

CHAPTER 1Home, school, and work. In the few years that I have lived in this world, my life revolves around these three things. It may be tiring and boring, but I have no choice because this is the life that God has given me.Even as a child, I was aware of the truth that I had no parents and that I needed to work hard if I wanted to have food to eat and survive in this world. At a young age, work was already a part of my life. I had to work to live.At a young age, my parents should have been the ones working for me and for our family, to provide for our daily needs and, most importantly, to send me to school.But unfortunately, I didn't have that. I didn't have parents whom I could rely on whenever I needed support. I didn't have parents who would send me to school and take care of me, so I had to work doubly hard to earn money for my education and our daily needs, together with my grandmother.At a very young age, I never had the chance to meet my father, and as for my mother? They

CHAPTER 3The students who were eating in the canteen stopped because of the echoing question. I swallowed hard and felt how their attention was fixated on me. At that moment, I felt extreme embarrassment that I never thought I would experience in my life. It was so intense that I would rather disappear like a bubble than stay in my current position.I released an awkward smile to hide my embarrassment from Madam's expression. I saw her raise an eyebrow because of my smile, as if she wasn't pleased with my action.Then, she gestured to me, inviting me to approach her. Although I was scared of what she might do to me, I forced myself to step closer, so as not to increase her anger towards me.I knew she would be more furious if I didn't follow her command. So, even though I was afraid of what she could do, I still approached her with my head bowed to conceal my embarrassment.I felt the stares following me with every step I took, and I didn't have to lift my head to know who they were

CHAPTER 5The room immediately fell silent and my classmates quickly returned to their seats as soon as we saw Prof Buenaventura enter the room. I also sat up straight as soon as I saw her."Good morning class," Prof Buenaventura said with her strict voice as she placed her belongings on the desk."Good morning, Prof," we greeted her back.Prof raised an eyebrow as she scanned the entire classroom, and eventually, her gaze landed on us, her students. It seemed like she was scrutinizing each one of us, and when her eyes caught sight of me, she immediately called out my name."Miss Marra."I flinched, "Yes, Prof?""Clean the mess on the board," she ordered, which relieved me a bit. I thought I did something wrong again because she called my name using her so-called strict voice. That's just how she is, especially when she's angry. She tends to intimidate people, especially when she's upset.I nodded in agreement to her command, indicating that I would do as she instructed. Well, I reall

CHAPTER 7What's even more tragic is that they both turned into ashes when the crime scene exploded. There were no bodies found in the crime scene, which indicated that everyone who died in the tragedy turned into ashes. The kidnapper is now in a mental hospital, having gone insane after realizing all the wrongs they committed in their life. The mastermind behind the crime, Sir Carson's mother's accomplice, escaped and is still being sought after by the police.Other accomplices are now under police custody, which is good because there is some justice for the death of the two. However, with their passing, I also lost my scholarship, and once again, I experienced the hardships of life. Life has been cruel to me. Just when my life was starting to get better, God took away the good people who helped me, causing me to suffer once again.I released a deep sigh before refocusing my attention on reading, even though I could barely understand due to the loud noise my classmates were making. T

"Jeanshe!""Spencer!"Shawnel and I looked at each other as we both exclaimed those words. The emotion I saw in her eyes was the same emotion I could see in mine - a deep concern and worry.We were all stunned by what we saw. We were all frozen in place as we witnessed Spencer fall to the ground, hit by bullets from behind.Our worry for Spencer dissipated when we saw him crawl towards Jeanshe. We breathed a sigh of relief because we thought he was going to die from those bullets. But it seems we were wrong because in the midst of his suffering, he still managed to crawl towards Jeanshe. The perks of being a tough weed. When you're a tough weed, you can expect to live a long time even if you're close to death.But our reduced worry returned when we saw Vildamir aim his gun at Spencer. While Spencer continued to crawl towards Jeanshe, holding onto her hand.When our eyes met, I nodded at Shawnel. A nod that meant it was the right time for us to execute our plan. Shawnel seemed to under