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Rich Love CHAPTER ONE
Carolyn’s POVI stood in front of Covent High School, my stomach twisting with nerves.The school’s tall gates stretched before me, their sleek metal bars polished to perfection. Beyond them, the school grounds looked like something out of a magazine—lush green lawns, towering buildings, and students dressed in crisp uniforms.This wasn’t just any school. It was for the rich, the children of senators, business tycoons, and celebrities. Here, kids arrived in chauffeur-driven cars or drove themselves in luxury vehicles.I swallowed hard. What am I doing here?At fourteen, I was the only child of my mother, who had raised me alone in a ghetto slum. Life had been hard, but I had studied relentlessly and earned a full scholarship to Covent High School, one of the most prestigious and expensive private schools in Nigeria.Now, here I was. A girl from the slums, about to walk into a school full of kids who had never known hardship.I forced my legs to move forward.Just as I reached the gate
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Carolyn’s POVTina and I walked toward the administrative block, both of us relieved to have found a friend on our first day at Covent High School.She had just told me that she hadn’t received her school ID either. Like me, she was on a scholarship, but unlike mine, hers wasn’t a full ride. Her family had to pay for half of the tuition, which they could afford because they were middle class.That put her above me on the social ladder but far below the ultra-rich kids at this school.I wasn’t just from a less privileged background. I was poor.As we entered the administrative office, I noticed a woman sitting behind the reception desk. She looked to be in her early forties, her short, cornrows hair neatly styled. She was typing something on her computer, her lips pressed into a thin line.The moment she saw us, her frown deepened.Tina and I exchanged a nervous glance.“Good morning, ma,” we greeted in unison.The woman said nothing.The awkward silence was deafening, making me shift
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J.J’s POVI could still feel the sting of her slap on my cheek.No one—no one—had ever dared to lay a hand on me before.The nerve of that girl.I clenched my jaw, my fingers drumming against the smoker’s table in the private lounge—a room only I, Julius, and George were allowed to use. It was one of the perks of being untouchable in this school.The lounge had a plush couch, a stocked fridge, a sound system, and a smoker’s table where we sat when we wanted to escape the noise of the school.Julius sat across from me, quiet, his arms crossed. He hadn’t said much about his cousin since we entered the room, but I could feel his concern like a weight in the air.It was funny.Julius had acted like he hated Carolyn before, but now? Now he was worried about what I might do to her.And he should be.Because I wasn’t going to let this go.She had challenged me in front of people. Embarrassed me.She needed to learn who owned this school.“Are we not going to class?” Julius finally asked, his
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Carolyn’s POVI should have expected this.The moment I stepped into the school hallway, I could feel the stares. The whispers. The judgmental looks.Something had changed.Tina, walking beside me, froze mid-step as she pulled out her phone. Her face turned pale.“Carolyn…” she whispered.I frowned. “What is it?”She hesitated before turning her phone toward me.My heart dropped.On the school’s WhatsApp group chat, a single message from J.J. sat at the top, pinned for everyone to see:> “We hate Carolyn, the scholarship girl.”Below it, hundreds of messages had flooded in overnight.SS2 Cynthia: LMAO, she really thought she belonged here?SS1 Malik: J.J. says we hate her, so we hate her.SS3 Sandra: Maybe if she begs, we’ll let her stay.SS2 Tayo: Who does she think she is?SS1 Emmanuel: Scholarship kids shouldn’t even be in Covent High.SS3 Raymond: She slapped J.J.? She must be crazy.My breath hitched as I scrolled through the comments. It wasn’t just a few students—the entire sch
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Carolyn’s POVI had never felt this alone before.Even in the slums, where people whispered about my strange blue eyes and light skin, I had never been treated like this.Like I was a disease.Like I was nothing.The classroom felt smaller, suffocating. Every pair of eyes was on me, waiting for me to snap, to cry, to break.But I wouldn’t.I couldn’t.Tina sat beside me, gripping her pen so tightly that her knuckles were white. She was angry. Probably angrier than I was.But she wasn’t the target.I was.Another paper ball hit my shoulder. I ignored it.Laughter.I heard someone whisper, “She thinks she’s better than us just because she’s smart.”Another voice. “No, she thinks she’s special because she has blue eyes. Maybe she’s wearing contact lenses.”I bit my lip so hard I tasted blood.They were waiting for me to react.I wouldn’t give them what they wanted.Instead, I picked up my pen and continued writing down my notes.---J.J.’s POVShe was stronger than I thought.I had expec
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Carolyn’s POV I should have felt victorious. I should have been proud that I didn’t let Emma humiliate me without fighting back. But as I stood there in the middle of the silent cafeteria, with strawberry milkshake drying on my skin and icy water dripping from my fingers, I realized something. I hadn’t won. I had challenged J.J. And that was dangerous. He leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, his cat-like eyes** studying me with something I couldn’t quite place. Not anger. Not irritation. Something worse. Amusement. He was entertained. And that made my stomach turn. Because J.J. didn’t get entertained by things he planned to ignore. Emma stood beside me, her entire body shaking with rage. “You little—” She lunged toward me, but before she could grab me, someone grabbed her wrist. I turned, shocked. Julius.His grip was tight, his expression unreadable. Emma yanked her arm back, eyes flashing. “Julius, what the hell? You’re just going to let her ge
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Carolyn's POVI moved through the school gates quickly, keeping my head low.I had fought back.I had humiliated Emma in front of everyone.And now, I was about to pay for it.The weight of my actions pressed heavily on my chest as I walked home. My body was tense, my heart pounding with each step. I had always known that standing up for myself would come with consequences, but I hadn’t expected them to come so soon—or to feel so terrifying.Emma won’t let this go. J.J. won’t let this go.A cold shiver ran down my spine.By the time I reached my aunt’s house, I felt exhausted.The massive two-story mansion stood tall behind the gated compound. The place was beautiful, expensive, perfect—everything I wasn’t.I sighed and rang the gate bell. The security guards recognized me and let me in without question, but the moment I stepped onto the porch and pressed the doorbell, I knew something was wrong.No one answered.I frowned and pressed it again.Nothing.Then, a voice—Emma’s voice—rang
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J.J.’s POVHumiliating Carolyn felt exhilarating, like a rush of power surging through me. Watching her kneel in front of the house, seeing the defeat in her blue eyes—it was intoxicating. I had never felt such satisfaction before. The moment she looked up at me, her pride crumbling, I knew I wanted more. I wanted to break her. She dared to fight back against me, and now, she was about to learn exactly what happens when someone crosses J.J.As I walked towards the living room, adjusting the cuffs of my shirt, I nearly bumped into Emma. She was standing in the hallway, arms crossed, her sharp brown eyes narrowing at me.“Were you coming from the storeroom?” she asked, tilting her head.I kept my expression neutral. “Yeah. I was going to wash my clothes with your family's machine, but I figured I’d just have the maids do it when I get home.”Emma’s gaze lingered on me for a moment as if trying to read between the lines. Then, she suddenly stepped closer, placing a hand on my chest.“Wha
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Rich Love Chapter Thirty-six
Carolyn's POV I didn’t look back.Even though my palm still burned from the impact.Even though my chest was pounding so hard I thought I might collapse.I kept walking.Because if I stopped, I knew I’d break.Not because I regretted it.No—never that.But because slapping J.J felt like releasing years of quiet pain that I never even realized I’d carried.The weight of people talking at me instead of to me.The sting of being looked at like a burden wrapped in a scholarship badge.The ache of every time someone like J.J made me feel like my worth depended on their approval.That slap was for every time he made me feel like nothing.It was for Tina.It was for me.By the time I stepped off the school grounds, I was trembling. Not with fear—but with adrenaline. It felt like I had cracked open something I didn’t know existed inside me.A voice.Power.The ability to push back.But the moment I entered the bus heading home, all that fire dulled into fatigue.My shoulders slumped.My knee
Rich Love Chapter Thirty-Five
J.J's POVThe class corridor hadn’t felt so still in a long time.The usual buzzing voices, sneaker-squeaks on tile, slamming lockers—all of it faded into silence the moment Carolyn’s hand hit my face.A sharp, stinging silence.And yet—All I could hear was my own heart pounding.She slapped me.Again.The second time now.And God help me, something inside me liked it.Not because I enjoyed the pain. Not because I was some masochist. But because for the first time in what felt like years—someone saw me.Really saw me.I blinked slowly, barely registering the heat on my cheek.Carolyn was breathing heavily, her chest rising and falling like she’d just sprinted a mile. Her hand still hung at her side, fingers trembling slightly.But her eyes—those furious, wounded, sky-blue eyes—burned into mine like acid.“You’re disgusting,” she spat.Her voice wasn’t loud. But it didn’t need to be.It sliced through my chest like a scalpel.“You think this is power? You think being feared makes you
Rich Love Chapter Thirty – Four
Carolyn’s POVTina didn’t even look at me in the hallway.She passed by like I was air—no nod, no smile, not even a flicker of hesitation. And that hurt more than anything J.J had ever done to me directly.Because Tina?She was my safe space.My softness.The only person who didn’t treat me like a scholarship case or a project or a punching bag.Now she was gone.And for what?I didn’t need anyone to tell me J.J was behind it. I didn’t need to ask.It had his fingerprints all over it.The kind of control that left no blood but broke bones all the same.I sat in the back of class that morning, eyes fixed on my textbook but seeing nothing. Even when the teacher asked a question, my voice barely left my throat.“Carolyn?” she prompted again.“I—I’m sorry, ma,” I whispered.She sighed and moved on.That was how the whole morning went.Like I was disappearing.And I was letting it happen.Until I decided I wouldn’t.Not anymore.I waited for the final bell.Waited until I saw him in the co
Rich Love Chapter Thirty-Three
J.J’s POVI pulled into my usual spot, engine humming softly beneath my fingers. For a second, I stared out the tinted windshield, watching the school building loom in front of me like some perfect, silent statue. The same school where I reigned. The same halls that whispered when I passed. The same place where no one dared to defy me—at least, not for long.But today, someone was waiting.Tina.She stood by the edge of the curb, arms crossed, shifting nervously. Her uniform was neat, her braids tied with a red ribbon, but there was something about her posture—rigid and too still—that told me she wasn’t just here to say hello.I debated driving right past her.She wasn’t worth my time.She was Carolyn’s friend. That already made her a problem.But as I pulled into the spot and cut the engine, I saw her step forward.And I didn’t like that.Not one bit.I grabbed my bag, slammed the car door, and began walking, ignoring the way her eyes followed me. She stepped in my path.“J.J, please
Rich Love Chapter Thirty Two
J.J’s POVI thought ignoring her would help.I thought maybe if I gave her space, she’d come back. Crawl back. Whisper another apology like before. Offer her silence as some kind of surrender.But she didn’t.She walked past me in the hallway this morning like I didn’t exist.No glance. No hesitation.Just… walked.And I hated it.I hated the way it burned.It was the same fire that came after a challenge, except this time, it wasn’t about pride or power—it was about control I had lost. And the fact that Carolyn, of all people, had taken it from me?Unforgivable.I sat in the lounge for most of the day, jaw clenched, heart pounding with that sick, tight rhythm that came whenever something slipped through my fingers.I couldn’t think straight.After school, I messaged George."Let’s go out. Tonight. I need to blow off steam."He replied almost immediately.You thinking the usual spot?Yes. Bring Julius. I don’t want to think. Just drink.We met up around 6PM. Julius had to sneak out o
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Carolyn’s POVThe day dragged on like heavy chains tied to my ankles.Even though I was physically present, my mind was far away—stuck in that cafeteria, reliving the sound of food slapping Tina’s face, the gasps, the laughter, the eyes watching like it was entertainment.Tina didn’t deserve that.The rest of the day blurred past me in a fog of silent fury.I sat in class, eyes forward, but my mind wasn’t on the whiteboard or Mr. Ayoola’s notes. My thoughts kept drifting to Tina—my best friend, the one person who made this entire nightmare bearable.She wasn’t just absent.She was hurt.At home.Sick.The rumor in class was that her mother had called the school to report that Tina was experiencing “high fever and emotional fatigue.” I didn’t need anyone to explain further. I knew what that meant.Tina hadn’t just been embarrassed.She’d been shaken.By J.J.By Emma and her minions.Because of me.I pressed my palm hard against my thigh, trying to ground myself. I hated how powerless I
Rich Love Chapter Thirty
Carolyn’s POVI didn’t sleep.Not really.All I could see when I closed my eyes was Tina’s face—her stunned silence, the way the food clung to her braids, the way her mouth opened in confusion and pain as everyone laughed.And J.J.Standing there.Watching.Doing nothing to stop it.Because he had ordered it.Because I had refused to serve him.I kept tossing in bed, twisting the bedsheet in my hands like it was the only thing keeping me grounded. I was furious. Not just at J.J—but at myself. For trusting him. For liking being around him. For confusing cruelty with something else. Something softer.Something I hoped was real.But what he did to Tina?That was a line.And he crossed it.The next morning, I didn’t wait for him to come to me. I wasn’t going to be the girl who stayed silent anymore.I stood at his usual parking spot, arms crossed, eyes fixed on the gate as the morning sun climbed over the buildings. I didn’t care if people stared. Let them. Let them whisper about the scho
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J.J’s POV The cafeteria held its breath for a moment.Then it happened.Oge reached Tina’s table first. Carolyn looked up from her tray, confused. She probably thought they were just walking past. They weren’t.With no warning, Oge raised her tray and smashed it onto Tina’s head—right in front of half the cafeteria.Jollof rice, fried plantain, stew—everything exploded across Tina’s braids and blouse.Gasps filled the air.Tina froze for a second, the food dripping down her face like some horror movie scene. She looked like she didn’t even know what had happened. And Carolyn? She shot up like lightning. “What the hell is wrong with you?!” she screamed, grabbing napkins, trying to help Tina wipe her eyes. Bola stepped in next. Her tray hit the table, splashing juice everywhere, narrowly missing Carolyn’s skirt. Emma clapped slowly, theatrically. “Well, well, well… looks like your friend’s lunch got an upgrade.” My heart thumped once. Carolyn’s eyes shot toward the back of the
Rich Love Chapter Twenty-Eight
J.J’s POVMonday morning came too quickly.The same white walls, the same polished floors, the same students pretending to care about grades while scheming behind their designer backpacks. The school looked the same, but something had changed.Me.Or maybe not.Maybe I was just realizing that Carolyn Okoli—yes, Carolyn, the charity-case girl with the odd blue eyes—was still stuck in my head long after that final debate round ended.It made no sense.She defied me, embarrassed me, won... and then ignored me like I was irrelevant. She hadn’t even looked at me since we got off the plane from Lagos. And for someone who used to practically shake in my presence, that silence was louder than anything she could’ve said.I hated how much that bothered me.I hated that I noticed her absence in the lounge this morning.George did too. He looked at me over the rim of his smoothie, one brow raised.“She’s not coming today?” he asked casually.“Why wouldn't she?” I snapped.George gave me a look. “
