~Harriet~His gaze was unreadable. I couldn't tell what he thought at the moment. Not many people knew I'd learned combat, yet this man had openly seen it–a side of me that no one had. Not even my own father. “Daddy, I was so scared just now,” I murmured, walking over and wrapping my arms around his waist as I pushed my face into his chest like a deprived cat. My heart fluttered involuntarily. From fear? Or from something else. I thought he'd question me, yet he just wrapped his arms around me, making a warm, fuzzy feeling coat my being. It was…different. Almost making me breathless. I thought he'd ask what had happened, or where I had learned combat, but he just picked me up, heading to the car. I gasped, not expecting his sudden move, yet, I still buried my face in his chest, muttering a few incoherent words.The whole ride was quiet as I nestled in the corner, my eyes focused on the view outside the window. Rael had not said a word and just worked on his computer. I suddenly reme
~Harriet~ The voice that called me wasn't sharp or mocking like the others. It was bright, familiar, and filled with genuine excitement. I turned my head just in time to see a blur of caramel curls and a dangerously oversized handbag charging toward me.“Lena?” I blinked, stunned.In a second, I was wrapped in a hug–tight, bouncy, and very much Lena-style. “Oh my god! You look so different, like–who are you?! Girl, you’re literally glowing!” she squealed, pulling back to look at me.I couldn't help it. I smiled.Lena Cho, my best friend since middle school. She was the only person who had stayed by my side before I lost everything in my previous life. Even after I pushed her away, she still tried to check on me. I’d ghosted her, thinking I was doing her a favor. But here she was again, before me, vibrant as ever, acting like nothing had changed. My eyes watered a bit, and I sniffled. “What's wrong? Are they bullying you again?” Lena asked, pushing me aside as she glared fiercely at
~Harriet~ “Touch yourself,” Rael ordered, and I felt my sex clench under his voice. I obeyed him, glancing at the partition that had been drawn by the chauffeur from the moment I had straddled him. Pulling off my pants, I'd been left in nothing but my underwear, seeing the man's eyes move to rest on the glaring blotch that had stained it. I pulled it to the side, revealing my opening to him. I gasped when he reached out, spreading my legs even more. I know he was punishing me, yet I couldn't tell why. Biting my lips, I slipped a finger into my opening, stopping the moan that tore from my lips. I pulled my finger out, slipping it back in, and I watched as his eyes glued to my movements despite seemingly attending the meeting occurring at the other end of his computer. “Don't stop,” he said to the person speaking on the other end, making my heart skip a beat. I couldn't help but feel as though he was speaking to me directly. His eyes glued to me for a second, making my breath hitch
~Harriet~ I stared at the retreating figure of Jonathan as the ambulance arrived, and I couldn't help but bite my lips, tossing the hard he'd given me into my pocket before heading to a nearby washroom. I'd not missed the look of complete helplessness on Kylie's face once she saw the scene unfold. I'd just walked into the restroom, when a hand shoved me onto the door, startling me. My eyes moved, finally resting onto a pair of familiar eyes–Rael. He stared at me, his eyes coated with a thin sheet of coldness. “Who hurt you?” He asked, his voice deep. Reverberating through my being. I blinked. “Huh?” “Who hurt you?” He repeated, jolting me as his gaze moved to rest on my forehead. I seemed to have figured out what he was talking about –my injury. Yet, the only thing I'd been thinking about was how exactly he had gotten here. “When did you come here?” I asked, my brows furrowing in confusion, making the man pinch my waist. I winced when he pulled my arm, heading outside the mall
~Harriet~ I stared at the figure of the little boy on the floor, as well as the man crouched down beside him. I guessed he was the latter's father. “I'll give them thousand dollars to anyone who can save him!” He yelled once more, and I could see the panic in his eyes. The pain of losing his child. I'd never seen that look in my father's eyes towards me. No one dared to step up, but I did. Walking over, I crouched down in front of the boy, seeing his face that had started to drain of color. I touched his pulse–it was faint. “You–can you treat him?” The man turned to look at me, and I could see the hesitance in his eyes. Problem because I was dressed like a college student that I am and looked my age. “Yes, I can.” I muttered, and by now I had pulled out the handkerchief that contained my acupuncture needles. “What's she doing, she looks like a college student,” I heard someone say, but I didn't mind. Pulling the boy's shirt, I'd injected a few needles into his acupuncture poin
~Harriet~ Just like that, I'd made Rael Morgan's mansion my abode. My internship had finally come to an end, and I'd finally be returning to school tomorrow. Today, which was a weekend, my eyes fluttered open after another fun-filled night with him. Walking into the bathroom, I caught sight of the many hickeys that married my skin, making my eyes darken. I could only bite my lip before running the water and taking a bath. Tying my hair in a messy bun, I'd gotten dressed in a casual oversized T-shirt that came just below my knee, with a short underneath it. When I walked down the stairs, I caught sight of a certain someone I'd never seen before, as well as Rael, who was seated at the dining table. I halted in my steps, but the man had already caught sight of me. “Come here,” he said, and my jaw clenched. I walked over to him, gasping as he pulled me to sit on his lap in front of the stranger. Damnit! This man really knew how to overdo things. I could feel the faint blush that had