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Corleone’s pov

The wall frame. I wondered who it was. It wasn’t anyone familiar but I was surprised at the human who stared right back at me.

“A child.” I muttered unbelievably.

A female child. One who couldn’t be less than twelve years. She had blonde hair like mine. All of a sudden, she felt strangely familiar.

“Have I seen you somewhere?” Before that question could register in my mind, it vanished again.

What if she was Martil’s child? What if he had birth her before? What if he had a wife —? The thoughts died again when I heard a horn.

I grabbed the clothes I had on last night and headed out. “Percy.”

“Babes!” Percy’s eyes widened as they scrutinized what I was wearing.

“Please, don’t ask anything yet.” I said hurriedly while I got into the front seat/

Percy chuckled and entered the driver’s seat. She drove out and I exhaled, glancing back at the house through the rear mirror.

“Want to explain whose house that is and why you are dressed this way?” She finally asked.

I sighed, “Don’t scream, Percy.” I warned her beforehand. “It’s Martil.”

“Oh my god!” Well, she still screamed.

I shook my head. She could never change.

“Tell me that isn’t true.” Her eyes were still wide as she tried to focus on the road.

“It is.” I shrugged.

“Oh my goodness. You spent the night at professor Martil’s huge mansion in the south lake when he is also supposed to be your stepbrother?” She questioned.

A hint of smile appeared on my lips before I could control it. “It is nothing.”

“No, girl. Don’t give me that nothing bullshit. Sleeping over at your stepbrother’s house doesn’t mean nothing.”

I rolled my eyes. “Stop calling him my stepbrother.”

“Is he not? See? You even hate the sound of it. I wasn’t lying when I said you have fallen for him.”

I slapped my forehead. “It isn’t my fault.”

“Trust me, I understand. I’d want a little of him too if I was in your position. Hot tattooed professors like that are very rare.” She admitted. “So, did you guys have sex?” She asked.

I flung my head sideways towards her in shock. “Percy, no!”

“What? You stepped out in his shirt. What is that supposed to mean?” She continued driving.

“We didn’t have sex, ma’am.”

“Unbelievable!” She scoffed, “You didn’t attempt to?”

“Can you…like stop asking?”

“You shouldn’t be shy. Your face is all red now, babe.” She teased.

I folded my hands. “Fine. He ate me.”

“What? Like a cheesecake?”

“Yes, like a peach cake.”

“Oh my god!” She giggled in excitement, slamming her hand on the horn. “Get out of the way, dickhead.” She shouted at one driver who attempted to block the road with his car’s butt.

The memory slipped in. I would never forget how Martil licked me down there. No, he really did eat me raw. My thighs clenched together before I could stop them.

“Damn girl, you can’t stop thinking about it. It must be really good.” Percy pointed out with a grin.

She notices everything. “Alright, that’s enough.” I smiled.

“But he is really heavy loaded though.”

“What do you mean?” I asked.

“You haven’t checked the hot nigga online? He lives in one of the most richest cities in Texas. His net worth is quite heavy too.”

“How much?”

“Nine hundred and forty eight million dollars.” She replied.

“What the hell?!” I exclaimed in shock.

What the actual heck? Nine hundred and what? In million dollars?

“Can a young Professor earn that?” I asked.

Percy scoffed, “You know the answer, dearie.”

Straight up, I remembered the bullet he got last night. Three bullets. Where did he get them from? What kind of business was he involved in to have that kind of net worth as a young Professor? His salary per annum isn’t even up to one hundred thousand dollars.

“Do we have any lecture today?”

“You are forgetting I came to pick you up from school. So no, there is no lecture.”

I nodded. “Can you teach me how to drive within three days?”

“Are you serious? You can’t learn in three days. Especially not from me.”

“Come on.”

“I take bribes, darling.”

“What do you want?”

“We are going shopping in the evening because there is a party tomorrow night and you are going to be there. Bills on me.”

“That’s all?” I smirked.

She shrugged, exchanging seats immediately. “I just hope you don’t die in my hands.”

“I won’t.” I grabbed the wheel.

Actually, I had a little idea about driving. I forced Adam, my cousin to teach me but on the second day of learning, my mom caught us and she banned me from it ever since then.

“We are not at your home yet so we can take a quick tour.” Percy said,

I got on very easily. I learnt the reverse and other basic skills. I couldn’t drive fast yet but I was improving. We spent more then three hours learning. It was almost 7pm now. Percy drove us back home.

“Mom.” Of course, she was around today.

Well, shit. I was still putting on Martil’s T-shirt. We should have branched at Percy’s place to have a change of clothes. I glanced at Percy for help.

“Why are you wearing those?” Mom saw it instantly.

I froze, racking my brain for a smooth lie. But the time was too short so I couldn’t find any.

“I gave majority of my clothes to the laundry woman so the rest she tried on from wardrobe couldn’t size her, only this did.” Percy came in.

Mom nodded. “Did you wear this to school?”

“No, I didn’t have lecture today. Just Percy went so I waited for to get back first.”

“Alright. Come in, come in.” Mom ushered us in.

I heaved a sigh of relief, glancing at Percy and silently thanking her for coming to my rescue.

We entered the house. Mom was arranging the dining table for dinner. I heloed Percy upstairs.

“Your room looks nice.” She commented, sitting on the bed.

“Thanks.”

“Mom would want you to join in for dinner. Can you?” I asked.

She shrugged. “No problem.”

I quickly freshened up and put on fresh clothes. We headed back downstairs.

“Join us, Percy.” Mom called.

“Where is Liam?” I asked, pulling out a chair.

Mom looked at me like I called the wrong name. “He is out for a business trip.”

“Okay.” I responded even though it was none of my business.

Percy also sat down and we started eating.

“Have you heard from Martil?” Mom suddenly asked.

I coughed out the juice that was just sipped into my mouth.