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Chapter 11

Ara’s heart hammered against her ribs as Crissy approached, her footsteps echoing like a warning in the now-silent classroom. She kept her gaze lowered, fingers trembling slightly in her lap. Beside her, Joy shifted uncomfortably, her usual bright expression replaced by tight-lipped worry. Both girls knew the pattern all too well—every time Crissy targeted them, humiliation and chaos inevitably followed. "Crissy, please… I don’t want any more trouble," Ara said, her voice calm but pleading, barely above a whisper. "If you want the flowers, just take them. I don’t need them." Crissy stopped directly in front of Ara’s desk, towering over her with an icy glare. The two luxurious bouquets shook in her hands as her grip tightened. "Why are you always taking everything away from me?" Crissy hissed, her voice sharp and venomous. "Why does everyone suddenly pay attention to you? And now you’re telling me to just take these flowers back? Are you insulting me?" Ara lifted her eyes just eno

Chapter 12

In the bustling school canteen, where the aroma of fried rice and instant noodles mingled with the chatter of students, Crissy leaned across the worn plastic table toward Miguel. Sunlight filtered through the grimy windows, casting a harsh glow on the crowded space. Crissy’s fingers tightened around her can of iced tea, her perfectly manicured nails tapping an impatient rhythm against the aluminum. She had been watching him for weeks—his stolen glances, the way his posture straightened whenever Ara entered a room. It was painfully obvious. “Do you like her?” Crissy asked directly, her voice sweet but edged with something sharper, like honey laced with venom. Her eyes, dark and calculating, locked onto his. Miguel paused mid-bite, his chopsticks hovering over his lunch. A shy, boyish smile crept across his face as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Hmm… Well, she’s pretty and smart,” he admitted, his tone warm and unguarded. “Ara has this way about her—like she lights up whatever r

Chapter 13

Embarrassment washed over her, yet she forced herself to remain composed, meeting his gaze with quiet dignity. Nathan, however, could not hide his reaction. His eyes darkened as they traced the lines of her body—lingering on the swell of her breasts, the narrow dip of her waist, and the way the soaked uniform hugged her hips. A visible tension rippled through him. He shifted his weight, feeling the sudden, insistent throb of arousal stirring in his groin. His manhood stiffened rapidly against the confines of his trousers, growing harder with each passing second. This was not the first time. Every secret encounter with Ara, every stolen moment in her presence, awakened the same fierce desire in him. She stirred something primal and uncontrollable—an attraction that went far beyond mere physical beauty. It was the quiet strength in her eyes, the graceful way she endured hardship, the forbidden sweetness of her presence that made his blood run hot. He took another step forward, voice

Chapter 14

Ara stirred beneath her thin blanket, her eyes fluttering open to greet the new day. Yesterday’s shadows—the biting words, the heavy burdens, the quiet humiliations—lingered at the edges of her mind, but she refused to let them take root. With a quiet resolve, she pushed them aside, rising from her simple bed as though the past held no claim on her future. She would not allow herself to be weak. Not today. Not ever. Deep within her chest burned the unyielding belief that one day soon, she and her father would break free from this cycle of hardship. They would find a peaceful life together—perhaps in a small home by the sea, far from the looming mansion and its demanding masters—where laughter came easily and worries dissolved like morning mist. Ara stood before the cracked mirror, brushing her dark hair with steady strokes. A gentle smile curved her lips, genuine and warm, untouched by resentment. There was no room for bitterness in her heart, it only poisoned dreams. Instead, s

Chapter 15

Ara’s heart thundered in her chest, blood rushing hot beneath her skin until her cheeks burned with a deep flush. A storm of emotions swirled inside her—anger at his deception, fear that Crissy might walk in at any moment, and a treacherous, undeniable longing that refused to be silenced. She wanted to push him away. She also wanted to pull him closer.Trapped against the wall, she had nowhere to run as Nathan stepped forward, his tall, muscular frame caging her in. His presence was overwhelming—warm, damp skin still carrying the fresh scent of his shower, the low towel clinging precariously to his hips. He stared down into her eyes with an intensity that made her breath catch.“N-Nathan… what the hell are you doing?” Ara whispered hoarsely, her voice trembling.“Just calm down,” he murmured, his tone low and soothing. “I’m not going to hurt you. I just… I missed you.”Before she could respond, his hand rose gently, fingertips brushing along the curve of her cheek in a caress so tende

Chapter 16

Tension rippled through the elegant dining room like a gathering storm. Don Benedict sat at the head, his broad shoulders rigid beneath a tailored shirt, jaw clenched so tightly the muscle ticked.It had only been days since his children returned from America, and already the illusion of a harmonious family reunion had shattered. He had just discovered that his daughter, Crissy—the girl he had once believed to be his pride—was, in truth, a disrespectful, entitled young woman.“Crissy, come back here!” Don Benedict’s voice thundered across the room, deep and commanding, echoing off the paneled walls.But the sharp click of her heels on the marble floor only quickened. She didn’t even glance back.“Honey, please… come down,” Lucia whispered, her voice soft and pleading as she leaned toward him from her seat at his right. Her manicured hand hovered uncertainly above his forearm.“She’s too rude to me!” Don Benedict slammed his palm against the table, the silverware jumping with the impac

Chapter 17

Crissy’s malicious plan had already begun to take shape, a carefully woven trap designed to shatter Ara’s pristine reputation and eliminate her as a distraction. Miguel, blinded by his long-standing infatuation, remained the perfect unwitting tool—eager, manipulable, and utterly expendable in Crissy’s eyes. Once Ara was disgraced and her scholarship revoked, the path would clear. No more stolen admiration. No more obstacles standing between Crissy and the attention she craved, especially from Nathan. In the now-quiet corner of the canteen, Miguel leaned forward, eyes bright with anticipation. “So, when exactly do you plan to set this up? When are you going to get Ara to come with me?” Crissy’s smile was sweet on the surface, laced with venom beneath. “Tomorrow morning. Wait for her at the usual corner near the side entrance. I’ll make sure to drop her off right there—alone.” “Wow, you’re incredible!” Miguel exclaimed, his grin stretching wide. He ran a hand through his hair,

Chapter 18

ARAAs we drove home through the fading evening light, a knot of unease tightened in my chest. The city lights blurred past the car windows, but my mind remained fixed on Crissy’s unexpected message—the one that had arrived earlier that afternoon like an unwelcome shadow. Joy, seated beside me, kept glancing my way, her perceptive eyes narrowing with quiet concern. She had sensed my distraction the moment we left the gathering, and her gentle persistence only heightened my tension.“Something’s bothering you,” she whispered again, her voice low enough not to carry to the front seats where my father and Nathan sat. I offered a small, reassuring smile but said nothing. I couldn’t—not here. Though Crissy had never explicitly forbidden me from sharing her request, the idea of discussing it in front of my father and Nathan felt deeply uncomfortable. They would worry, and rightly so. Crissy’s history made trust impossible; her words always carried an undercurrent of manipulation, and I had

Chapter 19

Crissy turned without another word and continued toward the staircase, her heels clicking sharply against the polished floor. I gave a quick, respectful nod even though she never glanced back at me. Her posture was stiff, expectant. I didn’t dare keep her waiting.I moved swiftly through the hallway and found Joy near the kitchen. With a subtle tilt of my head and a brief meeting of our eyes, I signaled her. She understood immediately—her expression tightened with quiet resolve.It was now up to her to find a safe way to stay close and listen. More than anything, I needed her there in case Crissy’s temper flared. Crissy’s moods were unpredictable, shifting like storm clouds, and Joy’s protective presence eased the knot of anxiety in my chest.After the signal, I hurried upstairs, careful not to make too much noise. Crissy was not the type to tolerate delays; if she wanted something, she expected it instantly. As I reached the top of the stairs, low voices drifted from the landing belo

Chapter 20

ARAI had already made up my mind to leave early, and that was exactly what Crissy and I had discussed the night before. We slipped out of the house at six thirty in the morning, the sky still a soft charcoal gray streaked with the first pale hints of dawn. The streets were nearly empty, the air crisp and cool against my skin, carrying the faint scent of dew on the pavement and distant exhaust from the few cars that passed. I wanted the extra time—to slip into the building unnoticed, to settle myself before the day truly began. Only later that evening did I finally text Dad, keeping the message brief so he wouldn’t press for details. To my relief, he simply replied that it was fine; he had no objections to Crissy’s plan. I never mentioned a word about the things she had been doing to me—the quiet manipulations, the small cruelties I endured in silence. Some truths were better left unspoken.When we reached the corner where the narrow side street met the main road, Crissy pulled the c

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