All Chapters of Belongs To Him: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

*one year ago*I just arrived in Toronto, and the fresh air is amazing! However, it was tough leaving Denmark behind. I wish my dad could've come with me, but unfortunately, he had work. I was feeling a bit down about it, but I guess this is my chance to learn how to live alone.It's funny how parents can be so contradictory. They say I'm 17 now and I should be able to live on my own, but when I ask to stay over at a friend's house, they say I'm still a kid. Typical parents.When I stepped outside the airport, my driver was already waiting for me. He greeted me warmly and helped me with my luggage. As I sat in the car, I looked out the window and admired the beauty of Toronto.Before I knew it, we had already arrived at my new home. The house was painted white and looked bigger than my old one. The trees surrounding it were stunning.As I got out of the car, a kind-looking middle-aged woman came out of the house and greeted me with a warm smile. She must be the one my dad told me abou

Caroline pov:"Hey, let's hit the cafeteria. It's lunchtime and everyone's probably there," Addison suggested, nudging me with a smile. I hesitated for a moment, the thought of seeing Nathaniel making me feel uneasy. But I quickly reminded myself that my dream of going to Columbia University was more important than any silly crush."I'll just ignore him," I thought to myself. "Riley would never let me on the team if she saw us together."The moment we entered the cafeteria, the noise hit us like a wave. The tantalizing aroma of canteen food filled our senses, and lovebirds were scattered all around, lost in their own world. The cafeteria was infamous for its drama and rumors, and I secretly wished for a peaceful lunch period.But who was I kidding? Drama always found its way into my life. As I walked towards the table where Natasha, Grayson, and Nathaniel were sitting, I couldn't help but wonder what today had in store for me.As I approached the table, I felt a wave of uncertainty w

Caroline pov: "Dad, come on, I'm only 17! I can't go on a blind date!" I pleaded with my father over the phone. "Honey, I'm not asking you to get married. Just go on one date, that's all." He tried to reason with me. I sighed heavily. "But why, Dad?" "Because his father is my business partner, I promised him. I can't let him down." He explained. With a heavy heart, I caved, "Okay, I'll do it. But only because of you, Dad." My father's voice softened. "You're the best daughter a dad could ask for. And I'll be home this weekend." I wanted to say more, but the line went dead. Tears welled up in my eyes as I felt the weight of our distant relationship bear down on me. I just wanted a normal conversation with my dad, to tell him about my first day and have someone to confide in. As I lay on my bed sobbing, I knew I was alone. *** It was a long day of classes and I felt like a ghost in each of them. I didn't spot Natasha or Addison around campus today, which was a relief. H

Caroline pov: My heart pounded as I looked at them, fear written all over my face. I couldn't help but wonder what they were planning to do with the video. "Why did you record me?" I asked Nathaniel, trying to keep my voice steady. "Do I need a reason?" he replied with a smirk. My eyes darted to Grayson, who was standing beside him, also grinning.  "Is this some kind of sick joke?" I demanded. Grayson's expression turned cold. "Does this look like a joke to you, Caroline?" he sneered. Tears welled up in my eyes. "Please leave me alone. Please," I begged, feeling utterly helpless and alone. My heart was pounding in my chest as Nathaniel approached me. I took a step back, fear creeping up my spine. Suddenly he grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to him. My hair fell across my face, but he quickly pushed it behind m

Caroline pov:As I arrived home, I couldn't shake off the memory of his lips on mine. It was a brief kiss, but it left me feeling conflicted and confused. I knew I shouldn't have let him get that close, but I couldn't resist him. As I entered my house, I tried to be quiet, not wanting to wake up Linda. I hurried to my room and locked the door, feeling safe and alone at last.I undressed quickly, feeling the need to wash away his scent and the memory of his touch. As I stood under the shower, letting the water flow over my body, I couldn't help but cry. I felt disgusted with myself for enjoying his kiss, but at the same time, I couldn't deny the pleasure it brought me. It was a complicated mix of emotions, and I didn't know what to do about it.As soon as I stepped out of the shower, I reached for the towel and wrapped it around me. I then grabbed my brother's oversized shirt and put it on. The smell of his cologne immediately hit me, and suddenly I felt a wave of emotions. I wishe