Daphne Collins had already gotten the grasp of adjusting to her new job for the entire first week. The load of her work was not that heavy, and she still had time to prepare her lesson plan in advance. More so, her first-grader students didn’t give her a hard time adapting to the new school.To be honest, she was rather lucky. She landed a favorable job in her first work experience, where she could still do other things outside of school. Adding to this, her co-teacher, Stacy, was amiable and approachable, and she could ask her any time she needed clarification. Same as with other teachers in her department, Daphne was grateful that she could rely on them for things that were new or confusing to her.Apart from these things, the most important thing that made her really glad was that Daphne enjoyed teaching the kids and felt their warm welcome, accepting her quickly as their new English teacher. Although, despite this blooming passion she had discovered, there were still setbacks in h
"Who the hell are you and how did you know my number?" Daphne chewed her lower lip, roaming her eyes down the road, wary if the mysterious man was just lurking behind her.He sounded calm, yet haunting. To make it worse, his words were so chilling and terrifying that her body felt the icy breeze of the wind blasting against her back."I have your mother, Linda," he replied tersely and did not give any hint about who he was or where he was.Her heart leaped in transgression, raising its thump to the point that she could almost feel it ringing in her ears. Despite this, she was forced to keep herself calm so as not to give her mother’s kidnapper any hint of her weakness. If there were things she had learned to live with the Brenners, it was that you shouldn’t put all your eggs in one basket and keep all your doors open. The man had her mother. If her deductive reasoning was right, he might be the collector who was already asking for Linda’s payment of the debt."Don’t do anything to my
“Get your hands off me, you fucking vause!” Thomas bellowed while struggling to get out of Nathan’s firm clutches.“Who’s this swank with ya, missy? Your sugar daddy?” The men behind Thomas jeered in laughter as they stepped closer to their leader.Nathan didn’t balk. He dug his fingers deeper against the branch of the gang leader’s neck and turned his shoulders to peek from his side. “Ah, so these guys are your sycophants? Ain’t I right?” He smirked deviously. “Shit, dude, your people looked like they’ll betray you any minute after I throw your ass in this goddamn building.”“You don’t fit here. Don't go meddle in other's business, wuss. Go back to your gold and shit!” Thomas’s nose flared. Lifting his arms, he grabbed Nathan’s wrist and shoved it away.Despite how facile Thomas could counter his attacks, Nathan didn’t shrink from him. He still stood tall in front of him, regardless of his towering heights. Thomas might be a few inches tall from Nathan, but it didn’t bother him.“The
If there was one thing that could describe their whole trip, it would be damn hell green around the hills.Daphne could sense the unfitting restlessness of Nathan, while the nerves on her body were on tenterhooks. The drive took them about a painstaking duration of an hour before they arrived at Clara’s flat. When Nathan stopped by the side street, Daphne unfastened her seatbelts and thanked him, “I don’t know how can I repay you for all the help you did, Nathan, but thank you so much.”Nathan jerked his shoulders upward. “It was nothing, Daphne. I just did what I have to do.”“But, still...I’m really grateful.” The corners of Daphne’s lips quirked up. Grabbing her bag beside her, she added, “Good night, Nathan.”“You too, Daphne—Good night.” He nibbled his bottom lip, gandering at her.Daphne pulled out the car’s door. “See you next week, Nathan.”However, before she could open the door fully, she felt his large, soft palms over her skin. Jostling from both shock and buzzing sensatio
"Is that so? You think I’m hot?" A silvery, thick, hoarse voice emerged before them. She knew that instant that it was Chuck’s uncle who was behind her all along, listening to their conversation. Daphne was caught off guard by him; she didn’t know how to face the man without looking like an utter idiot. Slowly, she turned around and was greeted by his serious, yet amusing, expression. Her body stiffened, and her ajar mouth locked when she noticed him walking closer to them, still staring at her like he had found out an interesting piece about her. The man was wearing his usual fitted suit and tie, which even stressed his regal and blue-blooded posture, which made her reaction worse.Nathan simpered as he approached them, his eyes transfixed on her while he strode to Chuck’s side. Leaning down to his nephew, he greeted apologetically, "Sorry, bud, I was late."Daphne couldn’t let his pompous smirk pass by, as she wanted to explain herself to the man. Moreover, she didn’t want him t
It was late at night by the time they reached Clara’s neighborhood. Daphne didn’t bother waking up Chuck and bid goodbye to Nathan before getting out of the car. However, before she could do so, Nathan reached for her arms to stop her."Is there something you need to tell me?" She asked while her fingers were curled on the handle of the car.He removed his hand from her and replied, "I’ve made up my mind."Her forehead creased, crunching in confusion. "To what?"Nathan wet his lips and looked at her closely. "You don’t have to pay what you owe me…""Oh, okay. What’s the catch then?" She faced Nathan and furtively gazed at his mysterious expression."You’ll be my girlfriend," he said seriously, without batting his eyes.Daphne was startled at his request. But it was not really an appeal and was more like compensation for her debt. Was she hearing it right? Did he say that he wanted her to become his girlfriend? Nathan knew she had come from a toxic relationship, and she was just starti
Kelly Holding wasn’t always as regnant as it was today. In the past, when the company was still one of the fledging businesses making its way to the market, Robert Kelly, Nathan’s father, had a hard time pervading the top market spot. Despite his efforts and acute vision for his company, he knew how hard it was to penetrate the top position in the market. However, that changed when Robert met Casper Smith. A well-known business magnate with more power than the government. He’s a man who had the touch of Midas’ hands where even the most shunned corporation could become a glorious business enterprise.Adamant about the notion of getting his business into the playing field, Robert asked for Casper Smith’s support. Despite this bankable aid from the god of business himself, Casper’s help came with a blowback cost. It was a consequence that Nathan’s father didn’t ascertain, not until he came down to his last breath.And now Nathan had to face this conniving man again. The man who had bec
"Is there a problem? Are you goddamn serious?" The mother shot her a glare, hauling her child closer to Daphne so that she could see the swelling bruise on his cheeks. "That brat hit my son! Look at what he did to my poor baby’s face! Kids like him should not be allowed here!"Daphne calmly took a step forward, shielding Chuck from the woman’s hysterics. She raised her arms to appease the woman, who was getting angrier. "I really apologized for what happened, ma’am, and would talk this out with Chuck. We can assist you to the clinic right now so that your son’s bruises are tended."She then looked at her friend Stacy and asked her to help the mother and the kid go to the clinic before something drastic happened. The math teacher got her signal pretty quickly, and she rushed to get to the side of the mother. "Why don’t we let his bruise be treated first by our resident nurse, Mrs. Rochester? Then we can talk this over with our principal once everything settles down."The mother gave he