Xander.I am sitting soundly in my office while my eyes are closed at the present climate. This way is how I savor the lack of responsibilities on me despite sitting as vice president of the Evans Company. I expected this thus far ever since I got appointed just a year ago. My father needs to secure my position now that some relatives are showing interest in our company claiming that I don't fit as the heir. As if they do. That cousin of mine is a dumbass crazy rascal and to saddle this company to a man like him would be the end of our whole business. I won't allow that, never.Suddenly, someone knocked. It should be Jameson and I was right. He came with the information and materials I needed."One day wasn't enough for you to gather these? When did you become this slow?" I scoffed while examining what he got for me this time. I already made him research about this girl when my father talked about that bullshit marriage. But that info was just too little yet enough to make me invite h
3rd Person.Catching their breaths as they finally stopped is now Garry and his only friend Seth's condition. They end up in a parking lot at the back of their campus. Seth is still holding both his knees while Garry hurried up to help him stand up though he, himself is recovering from an endurance game."Are you ok? Those scumbags, one day they'll pay for this," Garry spat as his eyes are now burning while glaring in the direction from where they came from.They were bullied again with the presence of many students who did not give a damn about what was happening. They watched as what they used to do as if the brawl was like one of the must-watch fight scenes in movies. But both of them crawled their way out of there. They ran as fast as they could and maybe those group of buggers gave them pity to let them get off like cowards."I doubt that day will ever come," Seth sadly admitted, hopeless. But Garry grew grudge from that even more. "That day will come," he promised to himself "a
Gabbie.Two weeks have passed, no issues came to me while living here. I am still studying of course and for those 14 days, I didn't have any interaction with that devil. Actually, I have never seen him anywhere. Maybe because I go to university very early in the morning and go home only to eat dinner and then lock myself inside my room. Also, the fact that this house is insanely huge even makes the possibility of me seeing him lesser. And if you'd ask, I am so happy about that.I just knew that his room is next to mine and after that is his office which has a connecting path to his room. Our veranda is connecting and I hate that. It is also the reason why I never went to that part of my room even once, afraid to have a glance of him if ever.But with all those cases, still, we never met even once for two weeks now. I continued my life as how it was before. I studied even harder and sometimes call my family. They seemed fine or maybe acting fine despite difficulties but they will neve
Xander.I've been so busy these past days because for the first time my father assigned me some work to accomplish. The target is this high school dean in our school and I cuss on him for driving me sick in the head. The university where Ms. Sanchez is studying is owned by our family, worse luck. But we don't handle it first hand. The problem arose when this noble dean started to have a silent transaction of illegal book buying. He was offered cheaper priced textbooks than the official publishing company that the school is in partnership with. The payment of the students remain the same though the books became third-rate. No wonder he has afforded another manor property somewhere.I was going back and forth just to fix the issue. If this goes public, no one will carry the burden but us and not that fake and liar being.I was in the parking lot that day relieving my stressful day when I overheard some students and to my luck, he was that woman's brother. I knew his face since Jameson
3rd Person."Really, I'm fine," Garry made it certain for the hundredth time now."How about your friend? Is he alright, too? Please don't hide anything from me now. I am your sister and I am on your side forever.""How many times do I have to tell you? I'm doing so great. Trust me. Those bullies like I told you before are really good at keeping promises. They don't even spare a simple glance at me now. They tremble in fear just by being close to me. So rest assured, I am fine."Gabbie let go a sigh of relief of what she heard. She has been very worried about his brother ever since the incident. 'What if they secretly take revenge on him? Or what if their parents found out and kidnap my brother and beat him to death?' She snapped on herself after thinking that horrendous imagination. But now, the thorn on her throat has been out after hearing an assurance from him. He is fine, as he should be.Whenever Gabbie would recall what happened just a day ago, she can't help but to feel thank
3rd Person.Sunday morning felt so plain for Gabbie. After what happened yesterday with her cupcakes, she lost her mood to stay out of her room. Every time the incident crosses her mind, she can't help but curse internally and strangle herself with pillows. It was embarrassing.How did she even think of giving that devil a gift when she knew too well how cold and cruel he is? She might have been carried away with the taste of glee when her brother was saved. Xander did not do it to help for sure, he just wanted to flex his power and control over everyone. He just wanted to show his atrocity and inhumanity.Suddenly, a knock stole her deep thoughts and without sparing seconds, she responded, opening the door for the intruder. And the intruder was a literal intruder for this is the first time he had ever stepped on this doorway.Gabbie scanned him while her mouth agape. Is she seeing a real Alexander on her door just now?"You're seeing real," he grinned at the sight of Gabbie still we
Xander."Can I not marry you then?" That boring utterance has become a mantra on my mind followed by every inch of her being. Her eyes have always been capturing the fantasies out of me. Her smile has been the apple of my eyes. What the hell! Who says apple of my eyes?! Where did that corny and lame statement even come from? But dammit! I am lost every time. I am the type of person who will always find his way back to his throne of honor and pride but for some reason when I happened to stare at her face, I even forget my name. Oh shit! That's lame again.I can't fairly criticize the way she appeared because all is damn perfect that all I could do is goggle in utter amusement. Is this beautiful angel really willing to marry me? At some point in time, my thoughts revolve around that question, trying to figure out the logic and then brace myself after into believing that I am Xander Evans and that somehow makes me deserving of her.I showed her the worst of me. I am not a good person; I
3rd Person.The sunlight woke Gabbie up from deep sleep. Her body recognized the pain from different parts of her body, particularly on her left cheek. Touching her face unleashed all the memories of her getting kidnapped and so she gasped and sat up in a flash.'Am I saved? Where am I? I am not familiar with this place.' She thought to herself while roaming her eyes around the big but unfussy bedroom. And then she remembered a scene of her looking up to a blurry man that resembled Xander.'Wait, is he Xander? Then am I in his room?'Out of shock, she climbed out of the bed but before she could sneak her way out, a note on the side table together with a covered bowl, glass of water, and a certain medicine stopped her feet. She does not want to assume that those are for her because it is near impossible knowing how cold and cruel Xander is. But the fact that she is in his room gave her a shade of hope and without further shilly-shallying, she walked towards it.'Eat the porridge and ta