Alle Kapitel von The Girl He Wasn’t Supposed to Want : Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 10

Beauty is a mindset,that is Alex Maradona's creed. He had built himself an empire, a kingdom of sound and art, with SoundWave at its epicenter. As he strolled through the calm streets of Seoul, Alex felt a sense of pride and satisfaction wash over him. He had worked tirelessly to build his brand, to create a world where talent and passion could thrive.He was interrupted by the buzzed of his phone , He glanced at the screen, his eyes scanning the notification from Instagram:"Who is the founder of SoundWave? He's simply a ghost.?Alex's eyes crinkled at the corners as he scrolled through the comments. The speculation was sizzling. Some called him a ghost, some a billionaire, some a medieval man, and the worst? Some said he was too ugly to show his face. Alex smirked at thathe wasn't offended because he knew his looks he was so handsome that he could pass for a woman. And he is a billionaire, he can't even count his wealth. His businesses spanned across industries, schools, and more

Emma's eyes locked onto Rebecca's, and she felt a wave of anxiety wash over her. She had tried so hard to leave her past behind, to escape the bullying and the humiliation. But now, it seemed, her past had followed her to Columbia University. Rebecca's smile grew wider as she watched Emma's reaction. She whispered something to the girl next to her, and they both giggled. Emma's face burned with embarrassment as she realized she was the subject of their conversation. She took a deep breath and tried to compose herself. She was not going to let Rebecca bully her anymore. She was a new person, a college student, and she was going to make a fresh start.so she thought however it was easier said than done every glacé from the girls reminded her of the size of tummy As she waited in line, Emma's mind wandered to Clara, her best friend back in the Philippines. Clara had always been her rock, her confidante. Emma wished she was here now, to help her face Rebecca and to provide some much

All these memories flooded back to Alexander, and he just couldn't shake them off because he had left the house that day, and this man, never call to check on him But all of a sudden wanted him back. Because life is really unpredictable.he muttered With that, he closed his laptop, took his phone, and scrolled through social media. He saw that Soundwave had signed a new artist, Rebecca Hamson. She's not bad, talented, and she's even a Colombian student, that's nice. With that, he kept scrolling, thinking he would just attend the guest lecture because he had thought he would send Thomas...********At the other side of New York, in Colombia, Emma was standing near her class. She was already late, and the lecturer was inside. She didn't know how to go in because she had always come early to school to avoid attention . But today, she was late because people were resuming, and she wanted to look okay. She had spent a lot of time in front of the mirror trying to look nice, thanks to her

The stage was lit up with phone cameras, the buzz and whispers of “Alex Maradona is here.” The stage lights hit the podium and then he walked out. No introduction needed. The room went quiet in that way that only happens when money and reputation walk in. Alex stood there in a plain black shirt and dark blazer, no flashy jewelry, no smile. He looked younger than in the photos, sharp and assessing. His kissable lips, his deep brown eyes with an ocean inside them. He stared at the students, catching the different reactions to his presence whispers, blushing, smiles. Some even went as far as caressing their breast others had their hands hidden under the desk. What they were doing, he didn’t know and didn’t care to know. “Shameless,” he muttered under his breath. Good afternoon,” Alex said, pulling the students out of their fantasy island. His voice was low but it carried without a mic. “I’m sure you all know I’m here to give you a guest lecture. I know I’m not the only one who w

Then came Alex’s answer to her question. Deep down, Emma was happy. It was self respect, and Rebecca had none. She’d been acting like she knew everything, and the embarrassment Alex gave her was all Emma needed to start feeling like herself again. She smiled, but it was only a little. She wouldn’t dare let Rebecca catch her smiling she’d be dead if she did. Still, she smiled anyway, hoping that for once, Rebecca had been embarrassed. It was the first time Emma had ever seen Rebecca stutter while answering a question, and Alex’s reply had been mind blowing. She smiled again. That was when she also heard a laugh behind her, or rather beside her. She turned and saw it was Romeo, the guy from earlier in class. “So you can smile,” Romeo said. Emma pulled back at his question. What did he mean by if she could smile? Of course she could smile. She was human. “I’m Romeo,” he said. “I know,” Emma answered, not wanting to have a conversation with him. Deep down she was still mad a