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Wooden crates repurposed as shelves lined one of the shorter walls, packed with books of all shapes and sizes, and Ashlyn couldn't help the gasp that passed her lips when she saw the worn copy of Pride and Prejudice that poked out from the center. She took the book in her hand and turned a bright smile on Derek. She pointed to him, then to the book, she clutched against her chest. She didn't know he was a reader — a fan of Mr. Darcy, no less. Derek's sun-kissed cheeks took on a red undertone when he nodded. Ashlyn's heart stuttered, her admiration for this man growing.

She continuously shifts it around, nervous as Max's gaze is now on her. "Max, have you ever read the book?" Jessica glances at him momentarily, scrutinizing his visage. "Of course he hasn't. He—" Max cuts Maryanne off abruptly, "Actually, I have. I find Lizzie's prejudice against Darcy interesting. She treats him harshly because of his wealth and seemingly obvious pride, but she does not realize that he is not as spoiled and rude as he may first appear. It's a lesson we can all use in our lives," he said with a pointed glance towards Maryanne."

He sees her as a strong girl that her situation forced her to become a grown woman at such a young age. Furthermore, dad is being unreasonable pushing me to marry her instead of wasting my time dating useless trashy women. Molly is the prime president's daughter; I do not need her title nor connections when our family is listed as the richest family in all Europe. We have billions of billions and the president himself is one of our properties. In our world, you can buy anything with money... Power joins hands with money and they are a synonym to a single term, which is ‘Authority’.

Your sister did not deserve to be judged based on another's mistakes. I hope that this clarifies our conversation from the other day. As I said before, I never meant to hurt you, and for that, I apologize. Yours, William Darcy My hands shook so hard I could barely read the last few sentences of his letter. I looked inside the envelope to see he had included several newspaper articles. One was a picture of Jane at Lux. Everyone else was leaning in, and given the angle of the picture, it looked like she was trying to lean away from Charles.

I take it out of curiosity My jaw drops when I see it.... "It's a first edition of your favorite book. Pride and Prejudice - do you like it?" Well of course I like it, it's the best gift anyone has ever given me, but I can't tell him that, it would just encourage him to keep bothering me, to keep me here, when all I want to do is leave. "I can't accept it." I put the book back in the bag and he is stunned when I hold out my hand for him to take it.

Jessica and I both look at the floor of the class at the teacher's question and when she has finished glaring daggers at us, she moves away, going to another part of the class. I quickly raise my head up and fix Jessica with a look, my eyes shining with excitement. "Well," I start. "We will surely talk about this later. There is still lunch at the cafeteria and we will have enough time then. But for now, I really want to focus on this class. We are going to be reading Pride and Prejudice and I can't miss it for the world. This is something I have been looking forward to for a very long time and now it is here." Jessica shakes her head with a grin on her face. "Once a nerd, always a nerd," sh

I searched for a book in one of my luggages that held the books that formed my mini library, and dug out Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. Legs crossed, shaking to an inaudible music, I flipped the pages with the interest of someone looking for a distraction. Pages turned, my eyes traveled over pages but no words registered in my head. In a desperate attempt to tune out the bang and moans and groans coming from downstairs, I placed a headphone on, and continued reading. Similar outcome, enhanced with a nerve flaring annoyance. “ That son of a bitch!” I thought, and was soon marching down the steps like the soldier who had lived on regulations and ordered ranks.