로그인Bobby’s Point of ViewNo one in this damned school seemed to know anything about Christian Blackwood.He didn’t show up at the cafeteria.No one ever saw him in the hallways.Didn’t exist anywhere except in classrooms—and even then, no one could say when he came or when he left.But last week, I figured he played games.It was like trying to chase a ghost.“Fuck,” I muttered under my breath, dragging a hand through my hair.The only lead I had was that feminine-looking boy I’d seen him with once, on the first day of resumption. I had waited at the front gate that morning, planning to catch Christian the moment he arrived.What I didn’t know was that he had come in a helicopter.A fucking helicopter.By the time I even realized where he’d landed, he was already gone.But not before I saw him talking to that boy.I didn’t know what they had been discussing, I just knew I didn’t like it.Didn’t like the way it made something ugly twist inside me.Jealousy.So I did what I had to do.I ap
Christian’s Point of ViewAs much as I wanted to pretend otherwise, I knew exactly what I was supposed to do.I needed to stop seeing Lana.Stop being involved with her.As much as my selfishness resisted it, I couldn’t risk her secrets being exposed just because I liked her—no, wanted her—more than I should.It was bad enough that I’d already made my father suspicious. Worse still, I had sent that money without thinking.I had been too eager… to desperate to fix things, to help her.Without thinking about what I would do to pay for it.For the time being…I needed to end things with her.I threw the ball against the net. It snapped back toward me, and I caught it easily, only to throw it again. The repetitive motion should have cleared my head—but it didn’t.Nothing did.“Do you need someone to play with?”I heard her voice.My head snapped in her direction before I could stop myself.I caught the ball, holding it against my hips, already walking toward her like the mindless idiot tha
Lana’s Point of ViewMy eyebrows furrowed as I tried to piece everything together.Bobby claimed he knew Xavier well, and Xavier hadn’t denied it. Xavier also claimed his uncle had paid his tuition in full, which made no sense. If someone could afford that, then why was he staying in a dorm meant for scholarship students? He could easily afford something better, probably in a shared room of two or in a single dorm like Christian.And I also noticed that he is very secretive; there is hardly anyone who knows anything about him, coupled with the constant tension between him and Christian.Something wasn’t adding up.But how was I supposed to confront him? How could I even begin to ask the questions swirling in my head?Just as the thoughts overwhelmed me, my phone rang. My eyes flickered to the caller ID—My heart sank.My father.He hadn’t called me in a while. Not since I left home. He still sent money weekly, but never called.I quickly excused myself and slipped into the bathroom, a
Robert’s Point of ViewI had been working all day in my study when my eyes flickered toward the photo on my desk—a framed headshot of my lovely Avery.In the photo, she wore a wide, toothy smile. It reminded me of the day I first met her.I remembered it vividly.I had just returned from France to marry my father’s business partner’s daughter, Lorenza Colton.The spoilt Italian-American heiress had been betrothed to me since we were seven. Hate is an understatement compared to what I felt for Lorenza—I detested her. But for the sake of my father’s business and our family empire, I agreed to the marriage.After all, happiness was a fickle thing.But there was something different about the girl who had just been employed at my father’s mansion.A maid, unlike any I had ever seen before.Avery Meyers.She was the light my dark soul had been starving for. Her beautiful green eyes were always bright, lighting up the room whenever she looked at me. She was like the first breath of spring—so
Xavier’s Point of ViewFive years ago….I knocked on Christian’s door, my feet tapping impatiently against the floor, waiting for him to come open the door, but he didn’t. I knocked again, harder this time, and it took a while before I heard the little footsteps that approached the door.Christian had locked himself up in his room for days now, and no one seemed to notice he had been gone, no one except for my mother.She was scared to talk to him because everyone knew Christian.Loud-mouthed…Arrogant…And a nasty jerk who believes the whole world revolves around him, he keeps being disrespectful to my mother, continuously calling her a maid to belittle her, and telling everyone I’m an illegitimate child, as if it was supposed to do something to me.My mother wanted me to talk to him instead, and if I could ‘bring’ him out of his room, because something wasn’t right.“Who is it?” He asked his voice bouncing off the door, and I could only hear it faintly.“It’s me, Xavier,” I answered
Xavier’s Point of View“Xavier and I go way back.” Bobby Baker said with a small grin, and I balled my hands at my side into fists.Bobby Baker is the son of Grant Baker, a very close friend and acquaintance of my father, with whom they are in the same social gatherings and clubs, and they go way back.Bobby and I… no, we don’t.He is just someone I’m unfortunate to meet because his father knew my father.“What the hell do you want, Bobby?” I asked curiously.While I remain in this school, I was hoping to stay away from all the toxic kids of my father’s friendship circle, which was the reason I chose to remain in the shared dorm, away from their influence and rich kids’ bullshit.And that was the reason I stayed away from Christian.That was the reason I remained just Xavier… not Xavier Blackwood… just Xavier.I never even told my friends or roommates who I really am, because I would like to maintain this simplicity and anonymity that I had created for myself.Because poor people only
Lana’s Point of View “Lana you must have gone crazy,” I chastised myself as I hurried along the hallways, heading for Christian’s room.Initially, I checked for him just as soon as we were done with class, but he wasn’t there, so I went back to my dorm room…. then I was unfortunate to walk in on
Xavier’s Point of View “Xavier seems like the kind of person who would be meek and gentle in bed.” My eyes flickered towards the next sentence. “I personally preferred he would at least suck and bite me in all my sensitive spots like he did in my dreams.” I felt a sharp rush of adrenaline in m
Lana’s Point of View“Stand up,” My heart stopped beating the moment he said that, this was it for me, my legs trembled as I got up. “How can you sit down on such bad furniture?”He asked curiously, and my eyes widened.“Huh?” I muttered as I stared down at my desk, before my eyes darted back towar
Lana’s Point of ViewIt was kind of hectic today at sports, because Xavier got so mad, it made me confused, why he defended me so much when we barely even talk. Though, I realized he seemed focused on me since yesterday, and he talked more.I don’t want to believe all this is happening because he li







