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He lived with his grandfather, Joseph Lachlan who was one of the richest men listed by Forbes. Nathaniel never talked much but always stood up against the bullies who targeted weak people. His one menacing look made the bullies question their existence. I sighed in relief when I saw my classroom from my peripheral vision. I almost jumped out of excitement becau- “Wait up Fatso, Where is my assignment, essay or whatever the hell you were supposed to complete? I turned around ready to be grilled. I saw Danika Williams and her minions. “I didn’t do it” I murmured looking down.

She tried to relax and clear her mind. Nathaniel pointed out certain buildings and told her their history along the way. She had to admit that it took her mind off the stone. She enjoyed the scenery as they drove into the countryside. Nathaniel had told her that Barnaby lived in the woods and had no neighbors for miles, so she wasn't surprised by the countryside they saw. She also wasn't surprised when they turned down a well-maintained dirt road.

I bet I looked like one as well. Nate stood up looking at himself and then at us laughing loudly pointing at us. He took out his phone and start to click our pictures. I squealed hiding behind Elijah grasping the back of his shirt. I felt him tense a little before he relaxed. I only had my picture clicked once and I looked like broccoli! We all paused and looked at each other when we heard yells and shouts when Nate screamed "RUN!" --------------------------------------------------------

I say, trying to make him even more jealous. "Lucas has a sex video of every girl he sleeps around with that he shows as entertainment to his friend, and I don't want you to be one of his sick videos as well." Nate reveals. I'm still not changing my mind about going on a date with Lucas after hearing about his sick videos. Nate calls my name "Jaylee" as he places my hand in his palm, and my body feels like a lit candle, melting slowly with his flaming touch. I'm softening in his hand as he calls my name again, "Jaylee, I know you're a virgin, and I would hate for him to take advantage of your first time."

He wanted to say something else, something smooth, but Claire called out, “Nate, you gonna help with the food or just stand there looking pretty?” The group laughed, and he rolled his eyes, pushing off the railing. “Yeah, yeah, I’m coming,” he said, but his eyes lingered on Jane as he walked away. She was watching him, her lips slightly parted, and he felt that jolt again. Trouble, he thought. Big trouble. **************** Nate’s new house was big, all sleek lines and glass windows, perched on a hill just outside town. It was the kind of place that screamed money, but Nate had a way of making it feel warm, with string lights on the patio and music drifting through the open doors.

Storm. There is a deli on the corner where I usually buy lunch, since I always fetch lunch for Mr. Storm there. The line is longer than I am used to, but usually I come earlier to stay out of the rush. When it’s finally my turn I meet the smiling face of Nate. He’s a cute, typical boy-next-door with a little to long brown hair and light brown eyes. “Hey there. I thought you were going to ditch me today.” He says with a wink and I feel my cheeks redden with a blush.

She was with Nate in the open field. My stomach clenches. I suddenly feel the need to vomit the blue slushy that I had right before the game. I don't know if the feeling is because reminders can pop up anywhere at whatever time or if it is because Nate is talking to another girl. Nate, though very shy and introverted, is a good looking guy. It is a handsome that is underestimated. Nothing too in your face like Harry Styles, with his screaming good looks and dimpled cheeks that could make any living, breathing, creature drop to their knees in awe. Or Bradley Cooper with his chiseled jaw and scruffy nature. Nate's is more subtle. More pure. More good-nature, with his golden eyes and breathtaki

He is one of the richest and influential men of Cordova City now at his young age. I'm so proud of him. He makes Bexon signed. I just thought Nate, my face was getting hot, right away. Damn! I covered my face so that Natalie would not notice. We were close to home so I arranged myself. They are also just two siblings Aunt Zabea and Nate's Dad. Looks like just Nate and Natalie. It's just that the two of them still don't get along. Dogs and cats are even better when they quarrel. *** (Guevarra's Mansion)

The sentence froze on his lips. Because… yeah. Harsh as their words were… weren't they also kind of true? Nate did seem a bit like a simp. Another guy caught on quick and jumped in. "No, no—Nate isn't a simp! He's… he's like a knight. A loyal protector for Kelly!" The others latched on fast. "Yeah, totally! A protector! Guardian of the goddess!" Just then, a soft voice broke the awkward scramble. "Nate, what are you doing out here instead of going into the private room?"

Unfortunately, Franklyn had been called back to the headquarters by the Hacker Lord owing to the return of the Young Master of the Hacker Alliance. The three men, despite being best friends had vastly different characters. Nate, was a typical young rich heir. He was basically a sunshine boy as well as a player. He was technically a clown. His love for gossip was unrivalled and his ability to dig for it was as professional as that of the paparazzi. Well what could one expect from the CEO of a Conglomerate in charge of over 300 media outlets which totalled about 70% of T country's entire media?.