LOGINDarcieGenevieve had somehow stolen Charles' away, leaving me and Sloane behind. It seemed like Sloane had a competitor. She was pissed about it. Or maybe two competitors. Genevieve and I..No. I'm not competing for Charles'. He chose me. He loves me. So-instead, I'll say, I'm their competitor. Maybe. I watched Sloane's vein pop from her neck. She sure looks angry. I didn't do anything but just looked away, staring up at the podium and Sloane grabbed my hands.“If you know what's good for you, you'll avoid Charles with all you have.” I sighed deeply. Doesn't she even get tired? “Sloane.” I slumped my shoulders. “How do you expect me to avoid him? I'm literally his nanny.”“Exactly. A nanny is not supposed to be seen in places like this. You have no business wearing this dress.” She rolled her eyes and grabbed a piece of my clothing. “A Jenna Barb collection.” She angrily lets go of it. “Charles must have spent a lot on that.”“Yes. He did.” I smiled. Her voice dripped with hatred.
Darcie We left school, and he drove in his sleek car to this huge fancy boutique. As we got into the elegant store, I'm blown away by the different sectors of dresses and other clothes, shoes and jewelry. Charles' led me upstairs. He said he knows a lady there. It's more beautiful up here, the floor is spotless and the ambience lighting added to the overall catchy outlook.“Hey, Colette.” He said, calling out to a woman holding a hangar by the glass. She looked up and a smile lit her face. “Charles Sterling?”Charles held my hands and we walked closer, I'm just here, feeling nervous, like I don't belong in this extravagant world. “Welcome. Welcome.” She smiled. “What are you shopping for?” Then she stared at me. “Hi.” She waved and I did the same. “Hello.” “Colette, we need a dress for our school's founder's ball. Theme is anything.” “Okay. No problem at all.”Charles sat on the lounge chair behind. I was standing with Colette, showing me some designs and their tailors. I'm busy
Darcie Charles kissed me fervently on the bed. At first, I couldn't get the statement dad said out of my head. But Charles isn't dangerous. He's just wrong about him. Next, I'm moaning as his fingers rubbed my clit. Holding onto him tight. Then he's circling his tongue on my nipples. My moans increased, softly. Hands digging into his hair. We just had sex and I enjoyed every bit of it. We slept together, cuddling and holding onto him tight. The next morning, I woke up smiling, watching him sleep peacefully. He opened his eyes and smiled back, tickling me in sensitive areas and I'm pushing his hands away, laughing. “How was your night? Did you sleep well?” He asked, groggily. “Yes.” I replied in a very low voice. “It was nice because we slept together. I wanna do it all over again.”“Me too.” He wrapped his arms around me, caging me in. “What's the time?” I sensed something wrong. “What do you need that for?” He asked tiredly, eyes closed. “Uhh. School.”He jolted up from bed
Darcie. Charles picked the phone. His jaws set as he spoke to her and I just continued enjoying my ice cream. I didn't listen carefully but I heard some words like “Not coming.” “Don't worry.”When he finally dropped the phone, I broke the silence, asking curiously, with a bit of insecurity. “Why is she calling? Is there any problem?”He shrugged, unconcerned. “Nothing for you to worry about. Just asking about work-related stuff.” He resumed his chocolate. Then smiled. “You love it right?”“Sure” I giggled. My toes curl under the table in excitement. “We should do this more often.”“We don't even have to go out to get things. We could always order if you want.” “Great.” I stretched to have a scoop of his Chocolate chip and the sweetness made me grin so wide, my eyes are wide open, euphoria bursting through my body. “Gosh, I think I want chocolate now.” I pout. “Whatever you want. Go have it.”“Yess.”—-----Charles and I are sitting on a bench watching the sun set over the waterfro
Darcie Charles sprang into action, movement fast. He charged at Steve, so fast, grabbed and twisted with just a swift kick and he's on the ground trying to get up. As Steve scrambled to his feet, Charles' eyes blazed with fury.“Don't you ever say that again. No one would touch Darcie, except me. She's not your nanny, okay?” He said with a warning glare. Steve lunged at Charles but he dodged with ease and punched him on the face instead. He fell backwards and Charles had the upper hand, unleashing a series of blows to his face. “You bastard!”My heart starts racing and I'm turning my head back and forth to check if anyone's coming. We could get in trouble. “Charles, that's enough. Just leave him alone.” I groaned. “I'll kill you!” Charles snarled, his face stonecold and he gritted his teeth, continued to pummel Steve until blood poured from his mouth and nose, then released him. He slumped to the ground, defeated. Charles stood over him, heaving. “That's a lesson for you. Stay a
DarcieIt's time for the first period after the bell rings. We're all asked to partner up in twos for a presentation. Feets shuffled as people found their way to their friends. One hand grabbed mine and I saw Steve. A classmate I never talked to. “Hey.” He smirked. “Let's be partners?” “Uh-”Charles comes from nowhere and yanks his hands off. “Nope. I'm her partner.”“Dude. What the hell? Why did you do that?” He gestured to his hands. Steve is also like the rest of the rich elite's children, players from blue devils. Brown hair, tall and…It's confusing. No one talks to me except the nerd scholarship kids like Jax. “Sorry.” Charles replied coldly. “We're partners.”“I didn't see you with her. She was alone.” His eyes narrowed.“Oh, well, I'm here now.” He grabbed my hands. “See…go find another partner.”“Charles Sterling.” The teacher, Mr Morrison called. “Team up with Sloane. Now. Leave Darcie with Steve.”“What?” He scoffed. Steve smirked. “Charles', it's fine. Don't worry. I







