Evan and Evelyn stood inches apart. Oblivious to their surroundings, they were lost in their own little world. It wasn't until the driver apologized a few moments later that they snapped back to reality. Their faces flushed with embarrassment as they pulled away from each other. The tension in the car suddenly become palpable. Neither of them could muster a word. The silence was deafening, their hearts beating in unison. Evelyn nervously intertwined her fingers, while Evan rubbed his palm against his chest in an attempt to calm himself down. "I'm sorry, sir. It was my fault. I didn't see the car coming." The driver finally broke the silence, his voice laced with regret. "No, no, no, you shouldn't blame yourself..." Evelyn quickly intervened, apologizing to Evan instead, "I'm sorry Evan, I didn't mean to fall into you." But Evan lashed out at the driver. "Can't you watch where you're going? Do you get paid to be so careless? You could have caused an accident!" "I'm so
"A boy?" "Yes, a few of the boys in my..." Evelyn continued to speak, oblivious to Evan's darkening expression. But Evan's anger boiled over, cutting her off mid-sentence. "Boys? You just got to school and you are already involved with boys?!" He let out a bitter laugh, his anger simmering just below the surface. "I was with Phil and he...", Evelyn tried to explain, but Evan wouldn't let her finish. "Are you that naive? Did they flatter you with compliments and you fell for it? Who fed you those lies about being pretty when you smile?" he thundered, his thought running wild imagining how they had complimented Evelyn and she had smiled at them. Then his thought shifted to Phil being present while the boys flattered Evelyn, "That empty head!" The car pulled up to the mansion, and the driver, sensing the tension, quickly opened the door for Evelyn to exit but Evan was blocking the way. Evan's anger was detectable, and the driver wisely kept his distance. "Phillimon Winterfill!
Love, a glow that fills the heart. It makes you smile whenever it embraces you. The butterflies in your stomach begin to mingle. The shivers it gives you, the tingling it whispers are. But, what if evil lurks in the shadow waiting for its chance to strike?"Chad, please stay by my side," Marlie pleaded, her eyes pleading like a puppy's."Endure with me, my stray cat. I need to tie up loose ends at the office. Do you not wish for my undivided attention? I promise to return swiftly," Chad endeavored to persuade Marlie."But Chad..." she began to protest, yet the reality remained that Chad had duties at the workplace alongside his friends who had been casting annoyed glances in Marlie's direction, especially Spark Winterfill."Your specialty of indulging her always is bearing a result, Chad!" Spark jabbed."Business matters demand attention. Ken and Gideon have responsibilities to tend to. And am sure Mark also has patients to tend to. We cannot linger here indefinitely just because she
"An... An.... Angelina?"Panic seized Marlie as she found herself standing alone in the room, with Chad and the others having departed long ago. The sight of the woman with fierce, penetrating eyes sent shivers down her spine, compelling her to let out a piercing scream at the horrifying apparition before her."aaahhhhh.....!!!!"Her cries reverberated, prompting nurses to rush into the room to investigate the source of her distress."Mrs. Baristanas….." they repeated her name in an attempt to calm Marlie."Angelina is here, she's alive, she's here!!!"She pointed towards the door, persisting in her claim, yet the nurses searched the room and the doorway fruitlessly."I saw her... she was there... she was right there," Marlie explained. Despite her attempt, no one seemed inclined to believe her."Ma'am, you may have imagined it."The nurses were not intentionally dismissive; there was simply no one by the door."No, I saw her there...""Perhaps it was simply a dream, ma'am,"A male nu
18years laterAs she strolled through the school grounds, she found herself growing increasingly tired. Her mid-thigh skirt, paired with a blue shirt and a loose tie resting against her chest, made her stand out in the crowd.Clutching a map of the school in her hand, she was determined to familiarize herself with every nook and cranny of Westford High School.However, there seemed to be a disturbance in the school environment. Girls were yelling and dashing around aimlessly, creating chaos."Hey, transfer student! Why aren't you joining us? The wealthy boys have arrived." A girl extended her hand towards her before darting off in the direction where the crowd was heading.It was intriguing for her. She glanced back to see what kind of rich boys could captivate the attention of all the girls in the school in such a manner. Curiosity danced in her head, she decided to go and see for herself without any hesitation.As she approached the mob of excited students, she couldn't help but fee
"Welcome, Miss Rodriguez. Please come inside; your classroom awaits."With her textbooks in hand and bag slung over her shoulder, Angel entered the room."Good day, everyone." greeted the principal, "We have a new addition to our class. I will allow her to introduce herself," The principal declared, beckoning Angel forward with a welcoming smile.She pivoted herself in front of the class. The attention of the class turned to her."Hello, I am Angel Rodriguez, a scholarship student transferring here," she said, maintaining a constant smile on her face. The class welcomed her in unison, "Welcome Angel.""Wow, we have a beauty in our class.""Do you want to be my friend?""Scholarship? Then you must be brilliant!" Students murmured, impressed. The principal was done with her work and left Angel to her teacher."Any empty seat?" the teacher asked."Yes Miss Mandy, one is .... here" A girl from behind motioned with her hand, an empty seat at the back.However, silence fell over the class
Exactly 10 minutes later.A sleek SUV glided into the school's premises.Taking his time to get down, he appeared charming in his grey suit, his broad and sturdy shoulders commanding attention.His dark, slightly tousled hair, the hint of muscles underneath the coat, and his authoritative strides resonated through the school corridors. His stern expression belied a beauty not to be underestimated.Upon perceiving him, one might easily mistake him for a man in his twenties. The declaration of his true age, 43 years, would undoubtedly spark a debate. Perhaps his slender frame hindered the natural aging process, or perhaps his striking appearance bestowed upon him an air of immortality.He knew the principal's office and needed no guide. The hallway was empty, a suitable environment to address Evan's matters.As he entered the principal's office, Evan was already stationed, impatiently awaiting his arrival— or should we say, Chad Baristanas, as he calls it.The minute he locked a stare w
"The time has come"Angel vividly recalls her strategy. "It appears fate is finally on my side. Now he is in the school, I can't lose this chance" she heaved a heavy sigh. She also checks her uniform, adjusting it well.Confident in her decision yet, anxiety crept in. She glanced at her reflection once more in the washroom mirror, and her heart raced. She was prepared, but as the moment approached, her nervousness exceeded expectations, perhaps even fear. A sharp inhale escaped her lips. The question of whether it was going to work or not lingered in her head. "It has to work... no matter what, I have to meet Chad Baristanas today." She remembered her mother's words clearly. "You must make a lasting impression on him, so he won't forget you every time he sees you, or better yet, dream of holding you in his arms, my darling Angel."Seducing someone as distinguished as Chad Baristanas, a 47-year-old, was no trivial matter, especially for an 18-year-old girl like Angel Rodriguez. But
"A boy?" "Yes, a few of the boys in my..." Evelyn continued to speak, oblivious to Evan's darkening expression. But Evan's anger boiled over, cutting her off mid-sentence. "Boys? You just got to school and you are already involved with boys?!" He let out a bitter laugh, his anger simmering just below the surface. "I was with Phil and he...", Evelyn tried to explain, but Evan wouldn't let her finish. "Are you that naive? Did they flatter you with compliments and you fell for it? Who fed you those lies about being pretty when you smile?" he thundered, his thought running wild imagining how they had complimented Evelyn and she had smiled at them. Then his thought shifted to Phil being present while the boys flattered Evelyn, "That empty head!" The car pulled up to the mansion, and the driver, sensing the tension, quickly opened the door for Evelyn to exit but Evan was blocking the way. Evan's anger was detectable, and the driver wisely kept his distance. "Phillimon Winterfill!
Evan and Evelyn stood inches apart. Oblivious to their surroundings, they were lost in their own little world. It wasn't until the driver apologized a few moments later that they snapped back to reality. Their faces flushed with embarrassment as they pulled away from each other. The tension in the car suddenly become palpable. Neither of them could muster a word. The silence was deafening, their hearts beating in unison. Evelyn nervously intertwined her fingers, while Evan rubbed his palm against his chest in an attempt to calm himself down. "I'm sorry, sir. It was my fault. I didn't see the car coming." The driver finally broke the silence, his voice laced with regret. "No, no, no, you shouldn't blame yourself..." Evelyn quickly intervened, apologizing to Evan instead, "I'm sorry Evan, I didn't mean to fall into you." But Evan lashed out at the driver. "Can't you watch where you're going? Do you get paid to be so careless? You could have caused an accident!" "I'm so
Evan had to share the car with his sister since Mark took Angel in his. Evan fixed his eyes on Evelyn, who seemed to flinch under his gaze. She wanted to ask why he was staring, but she was afraid he would lose control and scold her instead. His intense gaze made her shift uncomfortably in her seat. And seeing how he had been looking at her for the past days, she was over the moon. Evan, on the other hand, was trying to figure out how to initiate a conversation. He remembered the challenge he had set for himself, and he was determined to stick to his rule of making her talk willingly without using tricks. Though his heart was betraying him, he managed to keep his composure and cleared his throat. Even that small action startled Evelyn, causing her to squeak in fright. Confused, Evan frowned, wondering what had caused her sudden reaction. It was then that he realized his own actions had made her scared. He readjusted his coat and sat up straight, trying to appear composed. Despit
"Evan, you were looking for Angel, right? She's currently at the parking lot." The student's words were hurried, a testament to the speed at which he had run to deliver the news bearing witness, that they had been looking for her. Without hesitation, the entire group, including the principal, rushed to the parking lot. Upon arrival, they found Angel standing with a coat draped over her. But she was not alone. Angel was accompanied by her mother, Stella. The group halted at a distance, observing Angel's back as if they were not sure it was indeed her. Angel, visibly shaken, stood with her mother, clutching a cup of warm coffee to calm her nerves. Stella caught their gaze and with a soft smile, she gestured for Angel to turn around. Angel turned to face them and saw a collective sigh of relief on their faces. She knew they were worried, most importantly Mark. Mark, was the first to rush to her side, overcome with emotion, and pulled her into a tight embrace. He held her a
Mark's face contorted in anguish as he emerged from his car. He had sped out of the hospital after learning that Angel was missing. The fact that Angel had vanished just hours after he had left her was unsettling. Mark's intuition told him that she had been hiding secrets from him, and her disappearance was likely connected to her failure to comply with the plans of those who had sent her. As he drove, he repeatedly called Angel, but his calls went unanswered. His worry and frustration grew with each ignored call, and he feared the worst. Meanwhile, Angel's phone rang in her pocket, but her fear paralyzed her, preventing her from even glancing at it. Her uncle James's laughter ceased as he noticed the phone, and his expression darkened. James approached Angel, extracted her phone from her pocket, and his eyes scanned the screen. His face transformed into a scowl, and he flashed a malevolent grin at Angel. "It's him calling," he sneered. Angel knew Mark was the one calling, b
Evan got up from his seat in shock. "Have you seriously check every conner in the school?" Phil nodded in responds much to Evan's shock. "We just went on break. How could she disappear in few minutes?!" Nancy was in tears at that point. Her body shook with fear. She had called home, but no one answered which increased her fright the more. "Let check it again. She can't possibly be missing." The three of them dispersed at the command of Evan. ****** Angel was shoved into a room which ended her on the floor. Her body shivered in fear as her eyes stung with tears. As the door banged closed she let out a terrified cry. Looking up from the floor her face consorted with terror at the man who looked at her with a menacing grin. His perverted eyes hovering over her made her heart shriek with fear. He squarted in front of Angel making her embrace her legs in pure terror. "Hey princess, it's been a while. You don't know how much I miss you." The word princess coming out of his m
Angel's eyes widened when the car glass rolled and she saw the person sitting in it. She held the bag tightly as she gazed at her mother's face. Stella's expression was stern and as icy cold and her eyes were colorless as the devil's glare. "Are you waiting for an invitation?" Stella's cold and manacing voice made the inner being of Angel roll with fear. "Alright then, please enter, Your Highness?" She motioned with her hand besides her with a devilish grin. Angel's heart skipped a beat. Getting into the car was not going to be anything good. Yet, where is the choice? Angel fearfully let go of the bag and took a step towards the car. The roses and chocolate finding their way to the ground helplessly. The manacing grin of Stella made Angel shook with terror and her eyes stung with tears, fearing the worse to come. She wished someone would save her but she was all alone. Angel stretched out her shaking hands to get the door. Luckily, Phil bounced from the back calling her name.
"Aunty, you're here?" Stella's face lit up with a forced smile as Nancy approached her, asking. Nancy's innocent gaze didn't detect the artificial warmth behind Stella's eyes as she nodded. Her attention shifted from Nancy's face to her phone, her voice laced with curiosity. "Who were you talking to?" Nancy's eyes followed hers , and she replied innocently, "My cousin called. She said her battery died, but she's okay now. Nothing's wrong." Stella smiled as Nancy explained, but her anger simmered beneath the surface, fueled by Angel's unreturned calls and messages. "That's a relief." She masked her emotions with a calm tone, carefully choosing her words. " Did she ask for anything?" "Yeah, she wanted me to bring her uniforms to school," Nancy thought for a moment before responding " But then she told me to stop." "Stop?..." Stella's interest was piqued, and she pressed on, "Do you know why?" Nancy had no idea how her aunty was reeling in anger and continued telling her
Mark's sudden movement off the bed was a desperate attempt to interrupt Angel's words. The meaning behind her words stirred a whirlwind of emotions within him. Her closeness elicited a burning heat in his body, and her words were the catalyst for the tingling sensation in his stomach, causing the front of his pants to rise. "You need to go to your room now, Angel," Mark said sternly, shocking Angel with his reaction. She furrowed her brow in confusion and rose from the bed. "Why are you sending me to my room? How am I supposed to sleep if you don't give me a goodnight kiss?! I came here only for that." Angel's voice rose in frustration, her face now etched with annoyance. "Here I was thinking you would want to sleep only after kissing me, but I guess I was wrong." Angel looked visibly annoyed, while Mark was taken aback by her words. He was taken aback by Angel's reaction, realizing too late that he had misinterpreted her intentions. His mind had ventured into a realm of emo