Falling For My Annoying Tycoon

"I do not need company!" I retorted as I stood up to leave. He smirked. "Let me take you back to your dormitory." "No!" I cried. "I don't want to go back there! I hate everyone. I hate everyone!" My voice broke as tears streamed down my face. "Let me take you to my penthouse, then, since you don't want to go home." He said mischievously I hesitated, "Fine," I mumbled, wiping away tears. "Just get me out of here, make me forget him. Please, make me forget everything!" I pleaded. "Come on," he said gently, guiding me out of the bar and into his to his car. The ride was a silent one as i was barely awake all through. We arrived at his luxurious penthouse, and he disappeared inside, briefly, returning with a cup. "Here," he said softly, sitting next to me. Just what I needed—water. I took the cup and drank more than half of it. He brushed a strand of hair from my face. "You look so beautiful." "I feel so sad," I muttered feeling extreme pain "You won't feel that way tonight," h

Third Person POV "What? You will what?" "I will raise my child." His eyes beamed authority "No." Charlotte began to feel scared. She didn't want Derik to lay claim on her baby at all, neither does she want her child to be called a bastard "Please, Mr. Miller, let me go away with this Child." I said as my voice began to shake "If I have to kidnap you, then I would Charlotte. Do you understand?" Charlotte made no reply, the words had gone down her heart. 'Is this really happening to me? Is my Mother's fate going to resurface?' She thought The next ride was a silent drive. Derik got to the school and Charlotte got out of the car. She didn't know what to say but one thing is for sure, she was not giving the baby up. She turned around and walked towards the school. But not long after she walked, she heard something nearby, someone shouted "Charlotte?"She looked to the other side of the school gate. There was a Bugatti parked by the road beside that car door a tall and handsome man

Charlotte awoke to the sound of a machine beeping in an unfamiliar room, her body throbbing with pain. "Arghhhh! Where am I?" she muttered, placing her hand on her forehead, attempting to piece together her shattered memory. "You're in the hospital, are you okay?" a familiar voice asked. "Argggh!" Suddenly, she remembered what happened. "My child!" she exclaimed, realization dawning. "How is my baby?" "Charlotte, take it easy," Derik said, his tone heavy with sadness. "Mr. Miller, is my child okay?" "The baby is gone," Derik disclosed, his heart broken, his breath heavy with the weight of the burden he carried. "What do you mean, gone?" she asked, trying to comprehend his words. "You were bleeding," he explained simply. "No!" she shook her head, unable to accept that her first child was gone. "No," she repeated countless times, refusing to believe the news, screaming and yelling in anguish over her lost child. Charlotte couldn't bear it anymore. She pulled the drip

It was 9pm at the bar, Charlotte's Night shift. She was wearing a suit and was shuttling through the crowd. She was ordering wine, delivering orders, and her legs were nimble. Amongst the crowd, she was exceptionally eye-catching. She had a tall ponytail, a pretty face, and a slim figure. Even though she was wearing a conservative work uniform, she could still be noticed at first glance.It was because of this that she was often stopped by guests who did not follow the rules and asked how much they wanted for a night, just like now. A short, pot belly middle aged man came to her as usual like other men. She glanced at him with a smile, "Sir, I'm sorry. I'm just a waiter here." "Pfft, what are you pretending to be so Honorable for? you just need to accompany me to the room tonight." "I'm afraid, I'm not into men sir" "What do you mean," the man said, glaring at her "No, I'm telling you, I like women." she said with a smile The man was stunned for a moment. According to h

The courtroom crackled with tension as Derik sat stiffly beside Charlotte and the lawyer he had hired, the best lawyer in the world. His eyes fixed on Jessica, the woman who had torn his world apart.Charlotte, on the other hand, was cold, her hands shivered as her wounds were opened again. She couldn't help but remember her tragic past. The feeling of being pushed down the stairs, the pain of losing her first child. Her emotions were just like how she lost her mother twelve years ago when she lost her mother. She stared into space as heaviness clouded her mind.Derik sensed the tension in her heart and saw her clustered hands shaking, couldn't help but feel sorry for her. He felt it was his fault, if he had not met Jessica that night, if he... emotions clouded his mind. He placed his hand on Charlotte's shivering hands and turned to look at her, "Justice will be served, I promise you."Hearing those words, tears began to flow from her eyes. He gently pulled her into his embrace, feeli