"I'm ordering you to go back to your place Sasha. And stop touching my hair." Zain barked as he roughly shoved Sasha away from the bed, but his strength accidentally sent the girl toppling onto the floor. "Oh shit, are you okay? Are you hurt?" He asks, flying out of the bed to help Sasha on her feet. She shouldn't have gotten too close to him, why the hell does she makes him feel all sorts of emotions?
"Thanks. I'm okay, don't worry." Sasha smiled, trying to not react to the pain in her elbow. She has hit her elbow so hard and she suspected it might have bruised, but she didn't want Zain to feel so bad about it. It wasn't his fault, he's not good in dealing with emotions.
But Zain knew something was odd from the way Sasha was nibbling on her lips as though trying to mask her pain. She must've gotten hurt somewhere, though he knew she would never say it because she's such an idiot!
While Sasha tried to help herself to get up, Zain leaned in closer and unexpect
Back in the small quarantine room, Zain felt so bored of staying in there alone. He felt like he has been thrown into a cold prison. He was neither an internet geek nor a fan of social media to be able to enjoy pressing into his smartphone. Also, the thoughts of what that Doctor said about them staying longer in quarantine was quite infuriating. He couldn't imagine his life getting stuck with Samantha's daughter.He kept pacing to and fro in the room, his thoughts spiraling in different unspeakable directions — yet he couldn't stop himself from wondering what that Samantha's daughter might be doing in her other side of the room. It's been more than an hour, but he hasn't heard any noises coming from her direction. He was damn curious to know what the girl was doing.Zain walked to the glass barrier, pushed the door open and abruptly entered.Sasha was busy scribbling down something in a note book when Zain abruptly
Days slowly passed by with Zain and Sasha both not talking to one another. They spent two good weeks in the quarantine facility until all the assessments and checks were thoroughly completed.They were finally allowed to return to Mr Centineo's mansion house. Including Samantha, but Lora remained in the hospital due to other existing health complications."Sasha, take this food upstairs to the young Master's room." Samantha said to Sasha who was helping with the arrangement of the dining for the Centineo's family dinner. "Today is Sunday, remember to press your uniforms immediately when you get back. You will be going to school tomorrow.”Sasha groaned in her head, feeling repulsed by the idea of taking the food to Zain's room. Why doesn't his Lordship come down and eat with his family?Mr and Mrs Centineo were all back from their journey. And they agreed to allow her to stay in the house with
Sasha felt her cheeks burning up and the little bubbly feeling in her stomach quickly became manifest. With Zain giving her such a passionate confession and a back hug, she was sure that passing out might be the next thing on the agenda list. "Say something. I said I like you." Zain whispered, his voice low and husky and filled with intense emotions. He could feel his own heartbeat pounding against his chest. "I like you." Sasha blurted out, silently. Though she didn't believe that those confessions came right out of her own lips. It was like they have a mind of their own. Blushing as Zain twisted her around to face him, she tried so desperately to hide her silly tomato cheeks. Raising up her eyes, she was met with Zain's intense gaze on her, making her nervous as she instinctively nibbled and chewed on her lips. "They’re very beautiful, Sasha."
In the morning, Sasha didn't wait for her Mom to wake her up from sleep. She was already awake at 5:30am, completed her routine and even helped Samantha with some of her morning chores.As soon as the clock ticks to 7:00am, Sasha kissed her Mom on the cheeks and rush out through the kitchen backdoor. She stood at the main gate of the mansion house, waiting for Zain to come out so they could go to school together.Zain said they were going to school together. Does it mean that he now feels comfortable enough with having her around? Does he mean he wouldn't mind all the slandering from the other students when they're seen together in school?Sasha wondered in her mind.Just as she was about to walk down towards the Betty Palace signboard which wasn't far away from the house, she heard Zain's bike being kick started from inside the gate. She stopped and waited until the gate opened and Zain drove out, w
Zain Centineo leisurely collected the paper cup of hot, black coffee from Glen Cameron and emptied it on the teenage Albino lying down on the floor. The boy instantly groaned out and winced in horror, the coffee was scorching hot when it penetrated through his uniform shirt, it felt like acid on his skin.Zain caught the shocking expression on different shades of faces that made him want to howl out with laughter. This bloody stinky Albino rat does not understand what it means to be in this school. When did he have the balls to escape detention? What the fuck is this poor fucker doing in Ravenwood High?"I'm sorry to interrupt you Sir but haven't you had enough of this punishment? Please have mercy on him and let him go." The newcomer sitting by the window interfered in a respectful manner as everybody's eyes swung back to her. She coul
The room was getting colder, and Zain felt the need to adjust the temperature of the Air Conditioner. The young guy advanced to his bed, grabbed the AC remote and increased the temperature to twenty six. His room was spacious and large enough to accommodate five times the size of his bed. All furniture were made of expensive wood. The wall was covered in wallpaper of different types of surfboards, ocean and the wave, a huge flat TV screen and a splint AC were perfectly fixed to provide enough luxury and comfort to the owner.Zain is that sort of guy who never gives room for others to find his weaknesses. There were teachers who detested the idea of making him a disciplinary head prefect, but they had to give in as no any other student was qualified enough to handle it. Zain excelled in school in almost every aspect. First position in the overall grades of the senior classes has been his
Zain's alarm began to blare into his ears, sending him on alert at once in his sitting position. His eyes felt heavy and his head was badly aching, as the realization settled into his head. Obviously, the reason for his terrible body ache was because he'd slept on his study chair again. Fuck! Looks like it's gonna be a sour day at school.Zain quickly got up and rushed to his bathroom to prepare for school. As a prefect, he needed to always get to school before 7:30am in other to catch and punish those latecomers sneaking their ways through the back fences.Within the next fifteen minutes, Zain brushed his teeth, showered and dressed up in his blue trouser and white shirt uniform. He grabbed his backpack and bike keys before he hurried downstairs and advanced into the dining area."Goo
"Stay behind and serve your detention if you hear your name." Standing in front of the classroom, Glen Cameron started calling out names of students as follows; "Rebecca Daniel. Tessa Daniel. Sasha McAngel. Lee Young Tae. Moses Monroe. Anna Sullivan. Robert Mikel. Sam Anderson. . ." He continued calling.In the hallway, Zain Centineo and his henchmen appeared to be storming to the junior classes. Almost all the few students who stood by their lockers quickly turned their faces away knowing well that staring too much might be considered as disrespect. Even a cough or a loud breathing sound could be misinterpreted as a deliberate act of disrespecting the senior prefects.That little bitch who made fun of his orders and ran away in the morning will understand him better today. Zain thought as he arrogantly strode his legs and entered into
In the morning, Sasha didn't wait for her Mom to wake her up from sleep. She was already awake at 5:30am, completed her routine and even helped Samantha with some of her morning chores.As soon as the clock ticks to 7:00am, Sasha kissed her Mom on the cheeks and rush out through the kitchen backdoor. She stood at the main gate of the mansion house, waiting for Zain to come out so they could go to school together.Zain said they were going to school together. Does it mean that he now feels comfortable enough with having her around? Does he mean he wouldn't mind all the slandering from the other students when they're seen together in school?Sasha wondered in her mind.Just as she was about to walk down towards the Betty Palace signboard which wasn't far away from the house, she heard Zain's bike being kick started from inside the gate. She stopped and waited until the gate opened and Zain drove out, w
Sasha felt her cheeks burning up and the little bubbly feeling in her stomach quickly became manifest. With Zain giving her such a passionate confession and a back hug, she was sure that passing out might be the next thing on the agenda list. "Say something. I said I like you." Zain whispered, his voice low and husky and filled with intense emotions. He could feel his own heartbeat pounding against his chest. "I like you." Sasha blurted out, silently. Though she didn't believe that those confessions came right out of her own lips. It was like they have a mind of their own. Blushing as Zain twisted her around to face him, she tried so desperately to hide her silly tomato cheeks. Raising up her eyes, she was met with Zain's intense gaze on her, making her nervous as she instinctively nibbled and chewed on her lips. "They’re very beautiful, Sasha."
Days slowly passed by with Zain and Sasha both not talking to one another. They spent two good weeks in the quarantine facility until all the assessments and checks were thoroughly completed.They were finally allowed to return to Mr Centineo's mansion house. Including Samantha, but Lora remained in the hospital due to other existing health complications."Sasha, take this food upstairs to the young Master's room." Samantha said to Sasha who was helping with the arrangement of the dining for the Centineo's family dinner. "Today is Sunday, remember to press your uniforms immediately when you get back. You will be going to school tomorrow.”Sasha groaned in her head, feeling repulsed by the idea of taking the food to Zain's room. Why doesn't his Lordship come down and eat with his family?Mr and Mrs Centineo were all back from their journey. And they agreed to allow her to stay in the house with
Back in the small quarantine room, Zain felt so bored of staying in there alone. He felt like he has been thrown into a cold prison. He was neither an internet geek nor a fan of social media to be able to enjoy pressing into his smartphone. Also, the thoughts of what that Doctor said about them staying longer in quarantine was quite infuriating. He couldn't imagine his life getting stuck with Samantha's daughter.He kept pacing to and fro in the room, his thoughts spiraling in different unspeakable directions — yet he couldn't stop himself from wondering what that Samantha's daughter might be doing in her other side of the room. It's been more than an hour, but he hasn't heard any noises coming from her direction. He was damn curious to know what the girl was doing.Zain walked to the glass barrier, pushed the door open and abruptly entered.Sasha was busy scribbling down something in a note book when Zain abruptly
"I'm ordering you to go back to your place Sasha. And stop touching my hair." Zain barked as he roughly shoved Sasha away from the bed, but his strength accidentally sent the girl toppling onto the floor. "Oh shit, are you okay? Are you hurt?" He asks, flying out of the bed to help Sasha on her feet. She shouldn't have gotten too close to him, why the hell does she makes him feel all sorts of emotions? "Thanks. I'm okay, don't worry." Sasha smiled, trying to not react to the pain in her elbow. She has hit her elbow so hard and she suspected it might have bruised, but she didn't want Zain to feel so bad about it. It wasn't his fault, he's not good in dealing with emotions. But Zain knew something was odd from the way Sasha was nibbling on her lips as though trying to mask her pain. She must've gotten hurt somewhere, though he knew she would never say it because she's such an idiot! While Sasha tried to help herself to get up, Zain leaned in closer and unexpect
Gossips erupted the moment Zain arrived at the school parking lot, with Sasha on the bike. He didn't give a fuck about what the students have to say, but there was a feeling in his mind at this moment, which was becoming a pain to him. Why does he feel like he wants to hold Sasha's hands and personally take her to her classroom? Why does he feel a sort of compulsion to protect the girl? "Wait, I'll get you down." Zain said, when he felt Sasha struggling with her snickers to touch the ground. He got down from the bike first, and then he grabbed Sasha's waist in an attempt to help her down, but their eyes met in the process and their breaths mingled. The look in Sasha's beautiful eyes brought Zain under hypnosis as he stood unmovable, just staring at the girl. "Um, please help me down." Sasha whispered as she took her eyes off Zain, glancing around to see some of the students staring at them and gossiping. Zain snapped out and proceeded to help her down from th
(Sound of Music alarm tuned in) ~Savage love~ did somebody~did somebody~break your heart~ lookin' like an angel~but your savage love~ when you kiss me I know you don't give two fucks~ but I still want that~ your savage love~~~ your savage lo-lo-love~~~ your savage... (alarm turned off). "Hey! Wake up, it's time for school." Sasha heard a disturbing voice yelling in her ears to which she slowly mumbled a "Nnoh" and continued stretching her legs. She was sprawling over the cozy mattress, feeling the temptation to sleep a little bit more after the alarm has gone off. She sucked back her drool and began to doze into another sweet slumber. "Get the fuck up Sasha!" The voice got angrier and louder. Hold on... Is that real? Whoa! Sasha sprang up from bed immediately, her eyelashes stuck with the sleep as she squint into the heavy bulb lights and zoomed at the guy sitting down on the study chair. "Where.... Where is this place?" She blurted out in con
Sasha wanted to scream out but the big man's palm descended on her mouth, muffling her screams. She could neither move an inch nor call out for someone's help... for anybody’s help. Her heart pounded as if it was going to explode in her chest. Even if she does not have the power to fight this man, there was no way she's going to give in so easily. This sucking bastard hyena will have to kill her first before he fulfill his sinful mission! Sasha rummaged through her mind for escape plans, and thankfully, an idea suddenly popped into her head. She slowly shut her eyes and allowed her stiff body to drop down motionless as though she has fainted. She felt the man's grip loosening a little bit from her wrist at first, and then he completely freed both her hands and mouth and went back to removing his trouser. Sasha use the opportunity to start screaming out on top of her lungs, grabbing her textbook as she smashed it onto Steven’s face. She started kicking out her legs un
Flashback When Sasha left the club room and was walking down the hallway to ease herself in the restroom, she suddenly saw senior Rita and a group of female students walking up to her direction. It was a terrible timing, knowing well that Rita disliked her for reasons she doesn't know of. She kept her head down, trying to hide her face from the mean looking clique. She almost passed by them until Rita bumped her shoulder with hers. Sasha was sure it was deliberate, but she dared herself to not show a negative reaction because they were her seniors. However, that wasn't enough. "Hey! Bitch! Who do you think you are to bump into a prefect?" Rita started, pulling Sasha by the shirt already. "Here in Ravenwood high, you don't just bump into a senior and get away with that!" "I'm sorry." Sasha apologized. There's nothing to apologize for, but this way, she can end the argument before it escalates into a bigger trouble. "Don't let her get away with