Adrian POV :
Knock! Knock! Knock! "Hmm, come in." I groaned from my sleep to the person who was knocking on my room door. The door opened and one of my house maid walked in. "Sir Adrian, your mother asked me to call you down for breakfast." She said. "Alright, tell her I'll be down in a few minute." I rolled back to rest my eyes a little before getting up. She walked out back, closing my door gently. After a few minute, I finally got up, walked to my bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face before changing into a black joggers and a white t-shirt, then I took my phones and head downstairs for breakfast. I could hear my siblings chatting up a storm as usual. I have 4 siblings, an elder sister named Andrea (26) , twin brothers named Andrew and Alex ( 20), then my little sister named Anita(18). "Oh look who finally got up and decided to grace us with his presence." Alex said making me roll my eyes. "The one and only Adrian Wealth, somebody give him a round of applause." Andrew completed, standing up mockingly to clap for me. This boys are so dumb, most times I can't even believe they're my brothers. Like if somebody walked up to me and asked "Do you know them?" I'll legit deny them. Ain't no way I know this motherfuckers. "Keep this same energy when you need to use one of my cars." I said to them, finally sitting down for breakfast. In front of me was a plate of eggs, hash browns, beacons, sausages and a small bowl of fruits with a glass of orange juice. Just how I like my breakfast. Hearing me say that, they instantly turned on begging mode. "Oh our sweet sweet handsome brother, thy can not forsake his little cute brothers. Don't do this to us, you know we love you." They both say making the rest of the family laugh. I ignored them and focused on my delicious breakfast. This is the reason I can't move out despite having my own house. "Forgive and forget brother." They kept giving me puppy dog eyes. "I'll think about it. Now stop disturbing my breakfast session." My mom laughed at the sad expression they were giving. "Adrian, stop tormenting your brothers." My mom said "I'm not, mom." "Darling, they brought it upon themselves, they just enjoy looking for Adrian's trouble and then start pouting the moment he retaliates." My father said to my mom. "Andrea, how's Steven?" My mother asked. Steven is Andrea "boyfriend" that nobody likes, especially me. Dude is a complete asshole and treats my sister as shit while also turning her to his bank card where he slot out money from anytime he likes. But Andrea is too "in-love" to see it, so we've decided to let her learn herself. "He's good mom. He went on a business trip, he'll be back in a month time." She replied "Business trip indeed." Andrew laughed out before covering it up with a cough cause of the stink eye Andrea gave him. "Alright then, honey." "How are you preparing for the coming fashion week that's coming up." My father asked. "Well we're done with everything, just a few adjustments remaining, that's it." Andrea works in my mom's fashion company as the CFO and head of fashion. She currently working on releasing her newest fashion line at the fashion week event my mom is hosting. The conversation continued throughout breakfast and after I was done, I got up to go get ready cause I have some work to get done and afterwards meet up with the guys, something about how "I'm too serious and need to have fun." I do have fun, just not the type of fun they have. My type of fun is what made a freaking genius and theirs is what made them dumb, just saying. I quickly took a shower before getting dressed in a crisp white button-down shirt, I left the top two buttons undone, enough to keep it effortless but not careless, i paired it with a dark jeans, spotless white sneakers, a glinting silver chain and my newest collection of Rolex watch. I took all the important stuff I needed before heading out of the house. I decided to go with a sport car today just for the vibe, so I went with the McLaren 720S. ——— “Sir, Mrs Love is here and she has requested to see you.” “Did she tell you why she wanted to see me.” “No sir.” “Alright, let her in.” I drop the phone in my hand while slowly dreading this so called meeting. A few minutes later, a knock came through the door. “Come in.” I said while working on a new contract that my assistant sent to me. “Hello handsome.” A tall slender woman wearing a red short dress, black heels and a bold red lipstick walked through my door. And instantly I already regretted allowing her into my office. I should have told the receptionist to inform her that I was in a meeting or something. “Hello, Mrs love.” “Oh you don’t need to be so formal with me baby.” She walked all the way around my desk to where I’m seated, bent over to the point where her boobs were in my face and whispered “But if you want to be formal, we can definitely do that while you fuck me, baby.” “Get back to your seat, Love. And if you know you don’t have anything important to say to me, you might as well leave my office. I’ve got far more important things to do.” She smirked before going to sit the fuck down. “Alright daddy.” She mentioned that her husband’s company laptops were experiencing multiple issues and needed urgent fixing. He suggested she reached out to me to see if I could send some of my team over today to help resolve the problems and also to handle all the necessary upgrades they might need. We talked some more about it and she left but not before trying to seduce me one last time. Mrs Love was my client’s wife that won’t stop trying to get into my pants and funny how she just part of many other, like really i get that I’m a fine ass, sexy ass, hot motherfucker but chill woman. This was the reason why I was dreading this meeting with her. By the time I was done with work it was already night time.i didn’t expect that i’ll stay this long at work today but i had a workload to do since i have school on weekdays. The guys already texted me the address of where we’re meeting up, I think it a club or a bar, I don’t know for sure yet. I packed my things and left the office. ——— Pulling up to the front of a night club “Party Hard” that’s the name of the club. I chuckled cause why would someone coming up with this type of name for a club, like really. Seems like the owner of the club isn’t really the brightest. Anyways I walked into the club and spotted my friends in the VIP section already drinking and being loud. All this lightweight. “Mr Adrian Wealth is here guys!!!!” Ethan slurred out with his drunk ass. “Really guys, you all couldn’t even wait a little before getting yourself this drunk.” I said to them while taking my seat and requesting for a drink also. Few hours later, I was ready to leave, that was until something or rather someone caught my eyes. My angel was standing right in the middle of the dance floor, obviously fucking drunk off her mind and twerking those big juicy ass of hers, fuck! The things I wanna do to her so badly but that wasn’t the point right now. The issue is why the fuck is she here tho. I looked around and wait a little longer to see if she came with anyone, maybe her goofy ugly looking husband or maybe even a friend but then I realized she came alone. “Why would my baby do that, doesn’t she know anything could happen.” I got up and left the VIP section down to where my angel was. “Hey Sexy!” She said the moment she saw me. I don’t think she realizes it me tho, which is good. I didn’t reply her but instead I held her hands and guarded her out of the club. “Ooh look guys!!! I’m getting fucked tonight by a total hot stranger.” She started singing “I’m getting fucked tonight! I’m getting fucked tonight.” Pretty sure that’s not how they sang the song but anyways. “Look who’s having a one night stand, yeah you guessed that right. This girl.” She kept shouting and shouting. Then she turned to face me. “You look like someone I know, do I know you mister hot-stuff ?” I shook my head while I guarded her into my car cause she obviously can’t drive in this her state and I called my driver to come pick up the car, I sent him the address, also told him that I’ll send the location of where he should drop the car. “Okay good. That how one night stands are supposed to be.” “Who do you think I looked like?” I asked her curiously while driving. “Adrian Wealth, he’s so fineee and sexy and….. and hot but shhhhh don’t tell him I said that tho.” I smiled feeling happy that my angel thinks I’m all that. “Why not ?” “Cause he’s my student.” She whispered quietly as if she was exposing a secret that nobody was supposed to know of. “But he’s so fuckable!! Not my fault.” She pouted. She’s so cute. She continued to ramble on so many things and I just listened while driving to one of my family’s hotel “The Zenith”. I got her lodge into our royalty suite. Only the best for my angel. She kept singing “I’m having sex!!!! I’m having sex!!!!” I had to keep her quiet cause people around were looking at me with a weird look. I finally got her settled into the room, gave her water and tucked her into bed before heading out. Before I could head out, I felt something grabbed my arm, and before I could pull away the softest lips I’d ever felt met mine.Adrian POVI've never been so livid as I am right now.The thought of some mother-fucking low life donkey putting his hands on my angel, on my baby girl, sets a fire in me I didn't even know existed.I don't care who the fuck it is. I'll ruin every single one of them, mentally and physically, from generation to generation. Nobody messes with what's mine.I sat there, waiting for that damn class to be over, pretending to take notes while my head was just filled with blood and anger. The second the last student left the hall, I walked straight to her desk."Who the fuck hit you?"She froze up like a deer caught in headlights before slowly turning to face me."What?" she asked, all innocent like she didn't just hear me."I said WHO THE FUCK hit you," I repeated, stepping closer, eyes narrowing on the side of her face. The makeup couldn't hide shit. I saw that faint bruise near her jaw. My hands twitched."Oh that, I, um, I hit my face on my bathroom door this morning," she said, trying t
Elara POV :“Damn, my head.” I groaned into my pillow, which felt extremely softer than usual. I slightly opened my eyes, hoping to see my familiar house ceiling but instead I was faced with a huge diamond chandelier shining brightly at the middle of the ceiling. “What the fuck?” I stood up instantly, which was a bad decision cause my headache intensified and hit me all at once making me hiss harshly at the pain I was feeling. I looked beside me to see if I can find my phone, only to see a glass of water, some drugs and breakfast. Which confused me even more cause how the fuck did I get here?All I remember was me getting upset from the dinner and driving across a club, which I ended up going into because at that moment I needed nothing more than to get drunk to the point where I forget all about my miserable life. Just for a moment, I wanted to breathe. But after ordering all those rounds of tequila shots, I completely blacked out and now I have absolutely no memory of me getting h
Adrian POV :Knock! Knock! Knock!"Hmm, come in." I groaned from my sleep to the person who was knocking on my room door. The door opened and one of my house maid walked in."Sir Adrian, your mother asked me to call you down for breakfast." She said."Alright, tell her I'll be down in a few minute." I rolled back to rest my eyes a little before getting up. She walked out back, closing my door gently. After a few minute, I finally got up, walked to my bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face before changing into a black joggers and a white t-shirt, then I took my phones and head downstairs for breakfast.I could hear my siblings chatting up a storm as usual. I have 4 siblings, an elder sister named Andrea (26) , twin brothers named Andrew and Alex ( 20), then my little sister named Anita(18). "Oh look who finally got up and decided to grace us with his presence." Alex said making me roll my eyes."The one and only Adrian Wealth, somebody give him a round of applause." Andrew compl
"Good evening everyone." I said faking a smile before walking over to them at the dining area to assist with serving the food but not before greeting my parents and in-laws then after I was done, I slid into the seat beside Elliot. Of course he didn't even look at me. He was too busy grinning at Mara, who was whispering something in his ear that made his lips twitch with that arrogant smile I used to think was charming.Dinner began with the clinking of cutlery, the fake sounds of chewing and sipping, until Clara broke the silence like she always does, with her poison."So Elara," she began, her fork tapping against her plate as though she needed a drumroll for the insult that was about to leave her mouth. "I heard you finally got a job. Isn't that cute? Our little baby sister finally managed to find someone who would hire her."The table chuckled. My father shook his head like it was unbelievable, like I had accomplished the most laughable thing on earth."Yes," I said, steadying my
"It's seems like someone is in the habit of knocking someone over." He said chuckling while I just stood there smiling sheepishly. He wasn't wrong tho, it's been two times in a row now. I'm beginning to think faith is tryna play a dirty game here cause why him of all the whole people in this university do I have to knock over. It's could literally be someone else. Maybe like another professor or even another student. But NO!!! Faith just couldn't let that opportunity slip up so he sent the one person that I've been thinking about all day. "Adrian.""Hahaha! Very funny. But I guess you're right tho." I laughed, rolling my eyes jokingly ."I know I am. The fact that you keep bumping into me makes me suspect you a little." He said "Suspect? For what?""Seems like little miss right here got a tiny crush on me." He said smirking. I bursted out laughing cause what the fuck is this dude talking about."Stop dreaming please. And besides you do realize I'm your professor right?""And?" He sai
“Good morning class, today we will be taking the topic: The Essence of Effective Leadership in Management.”I paused, letting the words hang in the air as I scanned the room. A few students leaned forward with bright eyes, notebooks already open. Others looked like they had dragged themselves out of bed purely because attendance counted for something. And then, of course, there was a boy at the back, hoodie up, head sinking into his folded arms as though the desk had suddenly transformed into a pillow.Suppressing a grin, I clasped my hands together. “Don’t worry,” I said, my tone playful. “I won’t bore you into a coma. Leadership is not about making people sleep through meetings, and management is not about checking who’s awake. Though…” I let my eyes linger dramatically on the hoodie boy at the back, “…sometimes a good manager needs to check that too.”The class erupted in laughter, and the boy bolted upright, cheeks pink with embarrassment. Success. Step one of effective teaching: