These are the five things on the list that could bring the spoiled brat named, Iris Gene Rodríguez, privileged life back; First, take public transportation instead of a car when going to the university or when only necessarily leaving the house. Second, no alcohol, no bars, and nightclubs alone and with friends unless you're with the family. Third, look for a job where you can earn money by yourself. A decent one, please. Fourth, don't ditch classes, featuring no sleeping, take studies seriously, and get good grades. And last but definitely not the least, kiss Leon Gael Johansson, the man with a beautiful face, indeed. . . remember, with consent.” The list is only good for two months and needs to be accomplished within the time frame. If he happened to fail, then should Iris forever live the harder way around. The last thing on the list is definitely the tough part, as they also started as enemies. Will Iris become successful with his list? Or will he end up getting hurt amidst accomplishing it that made him say, “You’re the worst, Leon Gael Johansson.”
Lihat lebih banyakAccidental Violation "Oh my goodness! Iris! What happened to your face?!" Is it a crime to say that I am--well. . . a little dismayed with her sudden appearance? I thought she's sleeping over her friend? Why is she suddenly here? Damn! I repeatedly cursed in my head, not just because she's in front of me, horribly worried and checking my face, but also, it slowly came up to me that me and Leon almost kissed each other. "I-it's nothing." "What nothing?!" She cupped my face and I surreptitiously looked over Leon whose expression is obviously blank. I swallowed, finding it hard to speak. I faked a cough. "I'm alright. Leon already treated me. I'll go now. Thanks, pal." I smiled a bit at Leon. His eyes were already fixed on me when I stood up. I wanna run away right now, someone help me, please. "Why don't you stay the night? It's late." Leon darted his attention on me, cutting me off from walking away. I don't wanna stay the night with them. And one more thing, I still ha
InterruptedI RESTED my head on the front seat of his car. I was just silent the whole time, looking out the window and realizing that I just got beaten up by two unknown men without any obvious reasons why. I do not have enemies and I don't indulge myself in any trouble such as that.Nevertheless, I am still holding my breath because I couldn't believe that I'm with Leon right now, inside his sports car that is always parked beside mine. I could see on my peripheral that he's glancing at me every now and then. His car smells just like him and I couldn't think straight. He even lent me his sweater because I was really trembling hard earlier. And right now, I am just feeling uneasy by his presence. "You fine?" he asked softly. I bit my lower lip. His voice gives me gooseflesh, making me quivered. I didn't give him an answer, rather I pretended that I didn't hear him. I don't wanna look at him. I might lose control. But I can't deny that still in fact, I miss his face and I was just
Beaten "Just make sure to work on your case studies of the building system and I already made it by group, so it wouldn't be so complicated and heavy at your end. Is that clear?" 'Bla bla bla'. I don't even understand what my professor was saying. It's been a hella hectic week for me as an employee and an architecture student at the same time. I don't even know what sleep is. It's so terrible, my head fucking hurts. It's been two weeks since the intramurals have ended and eventually we are back to normal. The promised trip to Hawaii thing is still on the plan and I don't have an idea when it will be. Midterm exams were also done and I just thanked God, I was exempted because if not, I am certainly going to fail. I have been pulling an all-nighter in the studio since our professors were giving us such a hard time in our projects that deadlines are close to each other. And now, a group case study for fuck's sake, I am tired.My life cycle is just work, school, studio, and sometimes
CryI DON'T KNOW what crossed into Leon's mind that he wanted to host our victory party. I know almost everyone from Carlyle university knows him for his looks and he's kinda friendly with them too, but he isn't the type of person who would invite random people to go to their house. Not only that, their wealthy neighborhood is private and strict, not a perfect place for partying, so how come it's going to be at his place? And why do I even care though? It's not like I would come, I still need to work."You are just perfectly on time. You're excused today, you can take this as your day off. You can go with your friends as long as you don't drink alcohol. Remember, I'm watching you," Ivan welcomed me with those confusing words the moment I came inside the cafe. My brows creased, completely dazed. "What are you saying?" "You won against us, so this is how I wanna congratulate you. Besides, I heard you have a victory party at Leon's place, you must come, MVP." He playfully smirked at m
Victory Party"WHERE were you? I thought you had left me."Oh, shit. I thought I had a heart attack when she popped out in front of me. I held my chest and let out a deep breath. I totally forgot that she was here with me."Of course not," I said while looking around, still bothered by the fact that her brother is here. "I already found the books--" "I think we should go."I immediately cut her off when I saw Leon. He is looking down on the books he's holding but he is walking towards our way. I grabbed Lea's hand without hesitation and dragged her outside. It will cause a commotion if he sees us together. I don't wanna fight him, I mean-- not in the library. I am still curious though, about that 'someone'. And the author of the book he borrowed sounds familiar. It came from the fiction section, so it must be something too. . ."Iris! What's wrong with you? Why are you in such a hustle? You didn't even borrow anything." "Ivan texted me, he changed his mind." I let go of her hand a
ConfusingUP UNTIL NOW, I still cannot get over it. It's been days since we bumped into each other, but his words that night were still fresh and vivid in my mind. It still fucking gives me wild tremors everytime I remember how he whispered those inconceivable words to me. I admit I was avoiding him after that incident although it shouldn't end like this. I was supposed to lead the 'game' I started, but I could not even stand eye contact with him. I guess things have become awkward as hell. Still, I don't get the whole point of what he said about forgetting everything. I don't wanna ask and I don't wanna talk to him either. For the past few days, we had practice, training, and scrimmage, but we barely talk to each other if it is not that important and if it's not about the game, I would not even look at him.Fortunately, our department will be entering the finals tomorrow and we are just waiting for the victor of game four to know who will be our opponent. Personally, I want the E
Jealous"Oh man, this is good shit! I never knew you make an excellent cup of coffee!" our coach laughed hysterically and exaggeratingly. I forced a smile. Apparently, our coach liked the coffee I made for him and my team mates, except for Leon and Blake. I just asked Leonardo to make their coffee instead of me since I don't want to mess up like before. "Sure, you made this?" Lucas, my other team mate, teased me. "We make the best coffee in town," I bragged. "Whoa, you improved a lot, Iris. This is a lot better than you know. . . the last time," Blake commented at the side.I snorted in my mind. Of course, I wasn't the one who made their coffee, but to cover it up, I smirked at him and he winked at me in response that almost made me choke. He acts like we're close now, huh? Accidentally, my eyes darted at Leon who's still not touching his cup of coffee, rather he was just staring at it and not moving at all. What is he thinking though? I'm a little bit curious. Yeah, just a litt
FlirtingI TOOK A DEEP BREATH, drenching in sweats, tired from the training, and scrimmage. And even now, I still couldn't believe what happened earlier. I tried to act like I wasn't disappointed, furious, and annoyed, but truly at the top of my head, I am damn mad and frustrated! It was a fucking draw! No one won between the two of us! And what's even making me angry is that's how he likes it! It was intentional to miss the score and I couldn't even make a fuss at him because our team mates arrived, even Blake, who went straight to him. "Good game, everyone! It was nice seeing all of you to have been honing your skills, especially you, Iris. You're a wild wolf!" The gym was covered by his laughter. But I don't need a special mention right now! I need a rematch from Leon! He's so unfair and I fucking knew it already. I'm so dumb! All of their attention shifted on me. I forced myself to curve my lips into a wide smile. "I was just feelin' it," I joked with an awkward chuckle after
Pass Or Play?"HOW have you been? You looked like you were hit by an unpredictable thunderstorm. What's up with you?""Your face says 'bullshit' bro."I showed Ricky and Johnny my middle finger and said nothing. I am not in the mood to either speak or move, I just want to sleep. I am so tired physically and mentally. It seems like my body is surrendering on its own, not listening to my brain. And I am not the reason why I am like this. These were all Leon's fault. He didn't let me sleep properly last night because of so many crumbling and crashing thoughts that I stayed up until five in the morning. Although I was confident that I'm still going to do anything according to my plan, his words still fumbled in my mind which made it stop working today. "Seriously, dude. You need to refresh yourself with some positive thoughts. The intramurals are coming, you don't wanna mess up," Johnny said in concern. "Exactly. I am having second thoughts if I still wanna join the team." "The fuck,
The List "HEY, bro! I'm sorry, okay? Please, just. . . just don't tell Dad about this. I'm going to change, I'll be a good student-- man. I promised!" He sarcastically chuckled before he fixed his eyeglasses that he's wearing. After all, between us two, he's the intelligent one, and the successor of our family, while me? Nothing, I'm just handsome. That's all. To be honest, I could really change myself, but I just don't want to, I mean— not today. I still want to live my life with freedom. I'm very different from them. I came from a very conservative family. My Dad is very strict and he doesn't know what I was doing for the past years that I've been living. He's always busy with his company though. While my Mom has always been my savior. She always gets called at the guidance office ever since high school and she never tells about it. Mom would just talk to me and preach words of wisdom but in a nice way, maybe that's why I am not altering my behavior. And right now, they still ha
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