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THE VIRGIN Chapter Three



The Virgin by Nuella Emerald

[ She’s The Mafia’s Sweetheart ]

Written BY: Nuella Emerald ✍🏽

π˜Ύπ™π™–π™₯π™©π™šπ™§ 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝙀- 𝑻𝒉𝒆 π‘«π’‚π’Žπ’”π’†π’ 𝑨𝒕 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒂𝒍𝒍.

-π”π§πžππ’π­πžπ. Expect clumsy errors and grammatical blunders.


Avery and I exited the boutique after buying the masks including one for Brooke and also that lingerie I tried on.

We walked briskly to my car because the whether was becoming windy, it seemed like it was going to rain soon after which, we drove off.

” Are we going dress shopping?” Avery asks few moments after I had started the ignition and we began the journey to Bazel Luxury Estate where our homes were situated.

” Nope.” I answer popping the P.

” Why?”

” I want to design a dress for myself. My parents’ frat members and clients who will be attending the party are very rich and if any of them see I made a very nice dress for myself, they may decide to patronize me, y’know.” I reply and she nods.

” I’d start working on it tonight.” I add.

” Tonight? Will you be able to finish it before tomorrow morning?” Avery asks and I shake my head.

” No I won’t be able to finish it on time if we make it at the fashion studio at my house. But there’s this large industrial sewing machine we have at the Fashion Academy and it’s super fast, if I can access it I’d be able to finish designing and making the dress before tomorrow morning even.”

” But you know they don’t allow students make use of the sewing machines for their own personal use, it must be used for school projects only.” Avery highlights.

” I know, and that’s the reason why Brooke, you and I are breaking into the school this night.” I say with a loopsided grin and Avery gasped with her eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

” Bre-breaking in?”

” Yes, breaking in.” I repeat with a smirk and wink at her. She scrunches her face and folds her arms as she reclines into her seat, a demeanor of uncertainty takes over her.

” I don’t know Bella, doesn’t that sound dangerous. I mean, if we’re caught, we’re definitely going to be expelled.” Avery expresses in concern, her tone dripping of impending dread.

” Oh come on Avery, don’t you love a little youthful heist.” I tease and use one of my elbows to nudge her and she shrugs it off and I laugh.

” Fine. Nothing will happen, no ones going to catch us. Brooke knows how to pick locks and you know the code that opens the main entrance to the school.” I say to allay her fear.

” Wait. How do you know I know the codes to the school’s main doors?” Avery questions and I chuckle.

” For a person dating a teacher, one of the perks should definitely be access to school codes.”

” Okay fine. I know the codes. But sneaking into the school is dangerous.”

” Take a chill pill Avery. I’m the daughter of a freaking mob boss, I’m accustomed to heists, this is a piece of cake.”

” If you say so.”

” I know so.” I assure her.

” So those men at the boutique.” Avery began and I groaned. Why is she so persistent on discussing about those men?

What’s so special about them?

‘ I don’t want to talk about them.” I say unenthusiastically as I take stir the vehicle left.

” But they’re so dreamy.” Avery squeals gushing over them and I roll my eyes in disgust.

” No Avery. How many times do I have to remind you I have a relationship with Zane.”

” A relationship with that cheat? Hell no babe, you deserve better guys with riches like either one of those guys at the boutique.”

” I don’t know why you’re so bent on me ending things with Zane because he’s a cheat. That’s hypocrisy you know, because you’re still dating Vance even though you know fully well he’s a cheat. Let me date Zane in peace, we’ll work things out and then our relationship will sail smoothly.” I reproach Avery’s statement. She was about to retort but then my phone rang and her lips loopside into a gloaty smirk.

” Pick the call.” Avery says sprucely and a puzzled demeanour was vivid on my face as I wondered why Avery would be so spruce. I look down at the USB charging port underneath my dashboard where I had plugged in my phone after entering into the car.

I see the call is from Zane. No wonder she’s being so smug.

” Pick the call since you’re willing to β€œwork things out with him.” ” Avery mocks me with sarcasm and I roll my eyes.

” No I won’t.” I say sternly and unplug the phone from it’s port then slide decline.

I don’t think I’m ready to mend things with Zane yet. One thing I’m afraid of is to get heart broken again and I fear that if Zane and I get back together, he may do something to hurt me again. I can’t take that type of emotional pain twice, I’m transfixed on whether to mend or leave things the way they are.


Neo and I arrive at the Mask Ball and we were by the bar each drinking a glass of Tequila Cocktail as soothing waltz music played mixed with the indistinct chatters coming from here and there made by small gatherings of two or three people scattered around the ball room all combined together to make a quite serene ambience.

” How’s the drink?” Neo asked and I looked at the glass twitching my lips side to side.

” Heh. I’ve had better.” I reply and Neo chuckles.

I dislike all these formal balls I keep getting invites too, they’re boring and super lame. I prefer to go clubbing and dance around with the strippers and hookers, here I have to pretend like I’m prim, calm and collected, which I’m definately not. I’m the type of guy who loves to have mad fun with giving a fuck of what the consequences are, but here I am pretending to be a goody two shoe.

Just then, I sense a change in the aura surrounding the room; the chatters and dialogues between guests had stopped. Everyone’s attention was channeled to the entrance of the party, seems like someone just walked in.

” Woah Ryder, guess who just strutted in.” Neo alerts me with a grin and interest as he taps my shoulder. I look up and see, her. The girl that had mesmerized my being at the boutique yesterday. She looked so stunning.

She was dressed in a black organza fabric sleeveless mermaid ball gown. It was fitted bodice from the top of the dress to just above her knee defining her wastline and curvy physic. It was frilly and full from her knees to just few inches after her ankles. Only the front of her shoes could visibly be seen due to the long lengthened gown she had on. Her whole look augumented he feminity.

Two girls trailed behind her, I could recognize one of them from the boutique. They’re probably her friends.

” Wow, this girl is so dang hot.” Neo compliments her and whistles amorously and I flash my eyebrows in agreement.

” Yes she is. She’s definitely a work of art. Do you think I should go talk to her?” I ask Neo and take a sip out of my Tequila.

” Shush yeah dude. You have to go talk to her.” Neo says and I exhale loudly.

” Wish me luck.” I say and Neo waves it off.

” You don’t need luck. You’re Ryder Lorenzo, women love you.” Neo encouraged with a wink and I smiled. I dropped my glass on the table and walked over to where she and her friends wore.


We arrived at the Ball and immediately all eyes were stuck on us, well most especially me because of my amazing ball gown. There were murmurs, gasps and “oohs” and “aahs” coming from each end of the room.
I really like the feeling of being the center or attraction at anywhere I go.

But today, I feel kind of you know sad and mentally beating myseld up because of Zane. I feel like I’m being to harsh on him with the silent treatment.

” Ugh, I forgot how much I hate all these fancy balls.” Brooke expresses as we walked into the ball room.

” So why did you agree to attend the ball if you hate them?” Avery asks Brooke.

” I thought I’d meet some cute guys here but it seems everything with a dick her is basically over the age of 65.” Brooke says and Avery laughs.

” And I hate all these big, bulkly gowns that make me look like a dolled up princess. I love my dresses skimy, short and revealing not long and graceful like Cinderella’s.” Brooke adds as she struggles to walk in the dress due to how large her’s was.

” Hey, Bella hasn’t said a word ever since we got into the car and all the way here? What’s wrong sweets.” Avery says in remark to my gloomy demeanour and silence.

I’m feeling blue because Zane has been calling and texting me all day and it’s making me feel guilty instead of well, happy. One thing in me feels like he’s repentant and willing to change but another thing in me still prevents me from picking up his calls and replying his texts because I’m afraid he’ll hurt me. I’m just confused hence, I’m gloomy.

” Are you on your period? Your period shouldn’t arrive till next week. Brooke’s period’s supposed to come in two days from now so could it be that Isabe-.” Avery patters and Brooke rolls her eyes and groans causing Avery to halt her utter and pout

” Stop tracking our periods you weirdo. That’s creepy.” Brooke rebukes Avery.

” Well sorry. I’m actually doing Bella a favor here because she fails to keep dates of her periods and she wakes up in a bed stained with blood most months.” Avery says and I groan.

” Will y’all quit the period talk? It’s grossing me out.” I grouse at them and the lean my weight to my side as I recline on the wall.

” Sorry.” Avery apologized curtly.

” Bella is grumpy because Zane hasn’t been out of her hair, he’s been calling her through out today.” Brooke explains.

” Is it true Bella?” Avery asks me to confirm Brooke’s explanation and I nod in affirm.

” Will I lie to you Avery?” Brooke questions and I snicker.

” I was just trying to be sure, no need to eat me up. Jeez.” Avery retorts. Suddenly, Avery’s attention is diverted as she looks towards the opposite direction.

” Oh My Grapes!” Avery explains and taps me repeatedly pointing at the opposite direction gesturing to me to look there. I squirm my eyes and scan amongst the guests to see what might be so amusing to Avery and then I see him, one of the guys at the boutique yesterday. He was coming towards our direction

” What’s happening?” Brooke questions. She’s probably not caught up with all the happenings of yesterday.

” Woah, who’s the handsome dude? Finally a man my age and handsome too. I’ll have him.” Brooke asks sultrily he moment she sees him. She pumps her boobs up with her hands and puts on a seductive smile probably to arouse or catch the guy’s attention.

” No Brooke. He’s for Isabella, they’ve met before.” Avery halts Brooke and she groans disappointedly with an eye roll.

” I don’t want to talk to him. Brooke can have him.” I say and Brooke squeals.

” No, he’s here for you and-” Avery’s persuasion was cut short by the chiming in of the man clearing his throat as he walked up to us.

” Hi.” He greets. His voice masculine and deep yet soothing and satisfying, I like that. Avery flashes her brows at me the nudges me to speak.

” Hey.” I spat out a reply due to Avery’s nudge.

” Uh, we’ll be leaving now.” Avery says and gets hold of Brooke’s hand then drags her out of the scene.

” Make him love you.” She mouths to me with a thumbs up as they leave and I roll my eyes.

” How are you doing?” He asks the moment Brooke and Avery left and he takes a step closer to me and my breath hitches due to the scent of his cologne; it smelt expensive.

” Nice.” I curtly reply trying my able best to look away from him and avoid eye contact.

” You look beautiful Fiori.” He compliments with a smile and I furrow my brows at the name he called me.

” My name’s not Fiori.” I reply stern and plane.

” But Thanks.” I add.

” I called you Fiori because of that flowery tattoo on your left arm. Fiori means flower where I come from.” He says and points to my arm. I arc my left arm and stare at the tattoo then drop my arm down.

” Are you Spanish?” I ask because β€œFiori” sound spanish like to me.

” Mexican.” He corrects and I nod.

” I also called you that because I haven’t learnt your name yet.” He says with a smile. He stood opposite me then places his hand stretched out on the wall sort of like trapping me then he looks into my eyes.

” I don’t tell my name to strangers.” I say with crossed arms and excuse myself from his hand like trap.

” Well, I’m Ryder Lorenzo.” He says.

” Nice.” I reply.

” You look familiar.” I say trying to act like I didn’t know where I’ve met him.

” Yeah, I saw you at the Boutique yesterday. I guess that’s how you saw me.” He replies and I nod.

” Oh, that’s nice.” I reply coldly.

” You must really like the word nice, don’t you?” He says and I hum a reply.

Can’t he just read the writing on the wall and decode that I’m not into the conversation. He’s good looking and for the fact that he’s at this ball, that means he’s rich but I’m not interested. I’ve got Zane, I think.

The waltz music changed and “Come Get Her” by Rae Sremmund played. A lot of young people of my age who were attendees take to the dancefloor and groove to the beat, I also spot Brooke and Avery amongst them. I didn’t even know this large number of youngsters attended the ball, also is this type of music supposed to be played at that ball?

” Wanna dance?” He offers them stretches out his hand. I was about to decline and rather sulk and mope at others having fun but then a text came in. It was from Zane.

πŸ’¬Why are you doing this babe? I’ve been trying to beg you for days now and you’ve refused to listen. I guess you’re also cheating on me as well that’s why you’ve decided not to forgive me. Tell me why I won’t cheat on you when you’ve denied me my right to sex? Is your pussy made of fucking gold or do you think I can’t satisfy you in bed? Have fun with your new man, I hope he realises how fridgid you are and dumps you just like I did. You bitch.

I read Zane’s message silently in my mind. A tear slides down my cheek as I read. I can’t believe Zane typed down this paragraph to insult me, is it wrong to he a virgin? Can’t a relationship be sexless yet still be enjoyable and amazing? I hate you Zane and I’d never forgive you.

” Is anything that matter?” Ryder ask and I quickly blink away the iminent tears in my eyes and cleaned the one on my cheek.

” No.” I shake my head.

He thinks I’m cheating on him right? Well fuck that he’s not here to see how I’m going to dance with this Ryder guy tonight. I’m going to dance with him in the most seductive way I know.

In fact, tonight I’m going to have fun with this Ryder guy and I don’t give two fucks what anyone has to say about it. Tonight, I’m going to forget about Zane.

” I’d like to dance.” I say in a more cheerful tone and place my hand on his.

We take to the dance floor and Ryder instantly gets hold of my waist. I crouch into a twerk pose and wiggle my butt against his torso with my hands over my head and my tongue stuck out. Time to get craaaazzyyy and fucking wild with this Ryder guy.

He starts to move my hips and presses them more against him. He placed his hands behind his head and starts to wriggle and tilt his body to the side and I did the same in an opposite direction as I twerked on him. He once again grabs my waist and our hips move in perfect sync as I grind my ass on him.


The DJ at the ball continues to play trendy pop music that our generation listen too and not Waltz music of the 1895. I figured out the reason why thr genre of music was changed was because all the middle ages adults and old people excused the ball for an important frat meeting leaving us the young ones at the ball. Imagine twerking in a ball gown, hilarious huh?

Ryder and I danced the fucking night away. We had shots over shots over shots of whisky and hard liquor and we were tipsy. Imagine getting drunk with a handsome dude you know nothing about. Hillarious huh?

” I’m so tired. My foot is sore an my bones hurt from all the dancing.” I say slurred as I sit on one of the twirly bar chairs.

” Same.”

” Wanna go somewhere cool?” He asks and I nod.

” Where are we going?” I ask.

” Somewhere cool. You’ll see.” He says with an assured smile.

” Follow me.” He adds and I hold his hand. He takes me out of the ball room and then into an elevator. He pushes in the button “4” that means we we’re going to the forth floor. Moments passed and the elevator dings open and we stepped out

” Where aare we going?” I whine asking the same question again and he smiles.

” To the rooftop. The view there is extremely magical.” He says and I grinned.

As we walk down the hallway we see where all the adults were gathered . Ryder sees them first and he halts me from going any further.

” What happened?” I ask puzzled on why we halted.

” If they see us going up the stairs they’d be pissed at us and won’t allow us. So we’d have to sneak past them. ” He says with a smirk.

With my hand still in his, we tiptoe past the adults and up the stair’s giggling and snickering like teenage lovers.

We go up the stairs and arrive at the rooftop. The view was actually wonderful no doubt, the dark skies were illuminated and lit up by the presence of the crescent gleaming moon and the infinity numbered bright shining stars. The cool evening breeze grazes our skins sending goosebumps and soothing feels.

He twirls me and makes me face him. With loving eyes, he smiles genuinely at me then uses the back of his palm to slowly stroke my cheeks, I find myself blushing bashfully I placed my hand on his as he continued to stroke my cheeks.

” You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen Fiori.” He says and my cheeks flutter with a shade of red in response to his compliment.

” Thanks. You’re quite hot yourself. ” I return the compliment and he chuckles

” Quite? Quite shouldn’t be in that statement at all Fiori, I’m hot and handsome. Every girl’s dream.”

” Well definately not mine.” I reply.

” Are you sure?” He asks with an arched brow. He smirks then twirls me and makes me back him. He grabs my waist and pulls me closer to himself. With my body pressed against his, he releases my waist and crosses his arms around my neck and I blush. He begins to plant soft kisses on my neck and I giggle.

” Am I in your dreams now?” He questions in a whisper and resumes the kisses and I blush to the root of my hairs.

” From the first day I saw you, I fell in love with you Fiori. I definately hope someday you’ll love me back…”


The ball was getting boring because the adults had returned and they resumed with the boring waltz music. I decide to head upstairs to the rooftop to cool off and gaze at the stars for a while. I can go anywhere I please because my dad owns this hotel where the ball is hosted.

I go up the elevator and up the stairs then go to the rooftop. My eyes are widened at the image I was welcomed with the moment I stepped in.

Isabella and Ryder were snuggled up together. Ryder twirls her around then makes her face him then he leans in and kiss her.

Hypocrite. Wasn’t it her who was pissed at Zane for cheating on her?

I should video this and send to Zane, you know for the drama.

I take out my phone and click on record then record them kissing. I smirk to myself then stop the video after getting some moments of them lip locked.

Now…for extra drama.

πšƒ 𝙱 π™²πŸ‚ πŸ‚
𝑡𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂 π‘¬π’Žπ’†π’“π’‚π’π’…Β©
Fiori☺ and Ryder have metπŸ™‚
Should Bella forgive Zane?

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THE VIRGIN Chapter Five



The Virgin by Nuella Emerald

[ She’s The Mafia’s Sweetheart ]

Written BY: Nuella Emerald

π˜Ύπ™π™–π™₯π™©π™šπ™§ 𝙁𝙄𝙑𝙀- 𝑻𝒉𝒆 π‘Ίπ’•π’“π’‚π’π’ˆπ’†π’“ 𝑰𝒏 𝑨 π‘©π’π’‚π’„π’Œ 𝑳𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 π‘±π’‚π’„π’Œπ’†π’•.



” WHAT!?” We all chorused in shock immediately dad announced the theft of our treasured heirloom, the Emerald Stone.

Dad then feebly walks to the couch engulfed in grief and sadness, he just lost his priced posession due to my carelessness, his sadness can never be overemphasized. He cowers to sit then lowers his body as he buries his head in his palms.

” But how were the assasins able to get past security without the code.” Karissa asks and I immediately hid my face away from my family’s eye as I bit my lower lip in nervousness and the fear of how I’m going to be severely chided after my family learns of my careless actions occupied my being.

How will I admit that I’m the main cause of the theft of our heirloom? Dad will never forgive me, in fact he may disown me once he learns of it. I got drunk and had fun at the ball then ended up carelessly misplacing my purse at the expense of our Emerald Stone which is worth billion of dollars. How could I be so stupid?

” Isabella? Is there something we need to know?” Mum asks with an akimbo stance and a suspicious demeanor. Everyone turned and fixed their gaze on me immediately after mum’s question.

A cloud of intense high strung nervousness enveloped me as I contemplated on how I’d tell my family I lost the list of security codes.

” I lost- I lost the. . .I lost my purse contaning the list of security codes at the ball.” I summoned courage to confess and there was a vivid look of surprise on everyone’s face, especially mum’s.

” How could you be so careless Bella?”

” I’m sorry mum, I was drunk and carried away. I can’t even remember where I had lost it.”

” I saw her frolicking around with some hot dude. He must’ve been the reason why she was so carried away.” Karissa adds with folded arms.

” Your carelessness cost us the family’s heirloom, our pride, our prized possession. I expected more discipline from you Isabella.” Mum chides vehemently and I wince as the tone of mum’s now heated and furious voice lands on my skin.

” I’m sorry.” I whimper.

” You sorrys won’t bring back the Emerald Stone Bella. You threw away the pride of this family because of youthful fun? You disappointed me Bella.” Dad snaps furiously as he swiftly rises up from the couch pointing and looking at me in a stern manner. He then looks down at me in disgust then walks upstairs in the fit of his rage.

” Please calm down dear.” Mum pacifies dad and trails after him.

After a while of dead silence, Karissa takes a glance at the corpses then cringes before she walks upstairs but not without giving me a bad glare. Caleb walks over to where I stood and throws his arm over my shoulder then brings me closer to himself.

” Don’t worry kiddo. Don’t beat yourself up, mistake happen. It’s not the end of the world, at least your family is safe.” Caleb consoles me in solace as he rubs my shoulders with the arm thrown over it. I force out a faint smile amidst my tears and I nod. I turn and hug him.

He disengages from the hug then pats me on the back before going upstairs as well. Left alone with the metallic stench of blood oozing out from the corpses, I trudge feebly to the couch and plump myself unto the couch then let my tears flow down freely.

All this wouldn’t have happened if dickhead Zane didn’t send me that spiteful text at the party, I wouldn’t have agreed to dance and get wild with Ryder had it been he didn’t send me that text. It’s all Zane’s fault.

” Blame everybody but yourself.” A popular sarcastic saying pops in my memory and I sigh. I shouldn’t blame Zane for my mistakes, it was entirely my fault.

Not only has my carelessness cost us the family’s heirloom but it also left to the death of four innocent girls. Sigh.


I stood by the glass rail that barriered the front terrace of my house. I had a blue mug containing hot coffee in my hand with my attention fixed on the brunette mailman walking from house to house with his bag filled with mail cards delivering maiils and packagaes. I occasionally looked away from the mailman to take a sip from my mug of coffee, after which I resumed the activity of keenly watching the mailman do his job dilligently .

The theft and assasination incident caused a deep scar on my mental health. Living at that mansion became hell for me, in fact my whole life became a total mess. I developed insomnia which was caused by the constant nightmares I had and they always involved those corpses; I can’t seem to get the image of those dead bodies out of my head.

I couldn’t be free around the house anymore because I always had the feeling that imminent danger was lurking around and someone may probably break into the house again and hurt me or worse. I became depressed because my heart was always heavied with the feeling of guilt as I continuously blamed myself for all that happened.

I spent two weeks at my family’s mansion after the incident. My family noticed my depression and had me see a therapist and a psychologist. I was told to leave the mansion and move away to a faraway neighborhood and engage in fun activities to get the trauma out of my system.

Well, it’s been three weeks since I moved out of my family’s mansion and so far so good, I’ve been gradually recovering from the mental trauma I was put into for two weeks. I moved into a two bedroom duplex in a serene new neighborhood in Manhattan and everything has been nice and smooth ever since.


I see that mailman heading towards my house and I furrow my brows. I’m not expecting any package from anyone neither any mail. My friends can never send me mails when they can easily give me a phone call or send a text, this isn’t 1960 for Christ’s sake! Phones exist. So why on earth will the mailman be heading to my house?

My doorbell rings and I assume it’s the mailman. I take a sip out of my coffee then hurriedly leave the terrace and walked briskly to the door to answer to the doorbell.

I dropped the mug of coffee in my hand on the side table next to the couch then I twist the door knob and open the door revealing the mailman with a cheerful smile on his face.

” Hi. Good Morning.” The mailman greets.

” Hey.” I replied with a smile.

” There’s a package for you miss.” The mailman states then reaches for his big bag them brings out a rectangular shaped case wrapped in brown papper with a bow on top and a tag sticking out of it.

Who must’ve sent me a package?

I collected the package from the mailman and then he brought out a small book and pen from his bag.

” Sign here miss.” He says and I put the package underneath my left arm then sign in my signature at the designated spot with my right hand.

” Thanks.” I appreciate him as he puts the stationaries back into his bag then he smiles in reply.

” Have a good day miss.” He bades then turns to leave. I shut the door then remove the package from underneath my arm and walk to the couch and sit on it.

I read the tag and find out the package was from Zane, what the fudge? The tag read “XOXO, love from Zane.” with a kiss sticker beside it.

I roll my eyes then tear off the ribbon and part of the brown paper followed as well. I tear off the remaining part of the brown paper revealing a small white box. Curious of what might be inside, I open the box to see a golden necklace with a heart pendant attached to it, my name crested on the pendant in bold italic calligraph.

I pick up the necklace and examine it, it looks quite expensive and of good quality. I noticed a note inside the white box as well. I huff and set down the pendant necklace on the couch then pick up the note and read it.

” I’m so sorry for the harsh words I said to you via text Bella. I was drunk that day and I didn’t know when I typed down that hurtful message to you. I’m so sorry for cheating on you my love, I cut ties with Ava completely and I’m only for you dear. I’m sorry for forcing you to have sex with me babe, I’ll never ever force you to do anything against your will again. Please forgive me Bella. I also bought you a necklace to plead for your forgiveness. I know it may mean nothing to you because you have so many necklaces and this one may not matter but please accept the gift. I was also wondering we could have dinner tonight by 7pm. I’ll be waiting for you at Leslie’s Restaurant, please come.”

That was the content of the letter, so cheesy right? I smile and shake my head then toss the letter aside. I chuckle then pick up my mug of coffee and resume drinking.

People always tell me that Zane doesn’t deserve me. I’m the daughter of a filthy rich mob boss and my closet alone is worth millions of dollars and he’s, well he’s just a currently unemployed freelancer. We’re in two different worlds and its funny how a rich chick like me fell in love with you know, him. He’s seriously lucky to land a girl like me.


I walk into my closet and select a sky blue dinner dress that was knee-lenghted, it bared my cleavages and had a frilly bottom. I walk out of the closet with the dress in my hand then carefully place it on the bed.

I then go to my mirror and apply light makeup then combed my silky long hair thoroughly. I wear my dress and a sky blue coloured pair of wedge. I pick up a black clutch to match. I was ready to go.

I decided to accept Zane’s invite and go have dinner with him. I agreed to it only to hear what else he has to say and if he convinces me or his words touch my heart, I may forgive him and give our relationship a second thought. But if I’m grossed out by whatever he says, I’m going to formally break up with him and end our relationship.

I take a final look at my reflection in the mirror and I smiled at how good I looked. With that, I strutted out of the house and walked to the garage. I then entered into my car and drove off heading to Leslie’s Restaurant.


Twenty minutes into driving, the whether and climate suddenly changed and a strong whistling wind began to blow, I knew it was going to rain anytime soon. As I had guessed, rain regan to drizzle and it started becoming hard to see the road because of the rain dropplets trickling down the windscreen coupled with the fact that it was already nightfall. Suddenly a round of rumbling, cracking and crashing sounds of thunder echoed and a lightening strike preceeded.
The drizzles increased with great intensity and metamorphosed into a heavy downpour.

All of a sudden my car stopped, right in the middle on the road. I repeatedly tried to start the ignition but the car didn’t kick-start Fuck, it must’ve developed a serious fault. But why does it have to fail me now, now that’s in night time and in the middle of the damn road.


I’ve been seated in my stalled, disabled car for almost half an hour now and I’m literally hopeless. I tried calling my personal mechanic but there’s no signal because of the heavy downpour that’s still falling up till now.

I groan and hit my head on the stirring wheel. It’s night and it’s dangerous to be outdoors during a thunderstorm like this. Cars weren’t even plying the road anymore probably because of the rain.

I noticed a black motorcycle easing up behind me and I felt a feeling of fear for a split second but then it eased up to a feeling of relief, maybe this person can help me.

A tall and husky figure alighted the motorcycle and walked to my car. The feeling of fear crept it’s way back into my heart as I began to wonder why a man would alight from a motorcycle and start walking up to my car.

I flinched as I was jolted into reality by the sound of a knock on my window glass. It must be the motorcycle rider.
I swallowed nothing and wined down the glass to a little length, just to be able to talk to him. I didn’t go all the way down because I still had an opinion that he could be dangerous. I couldn’t even see his eyes, just his forehead and nothing else.

” Hi.” I yell loudly so he could hear me amidst the heavy rain.

” Is your car faulty?” He questions in a loud tone as well. Fuck yeah, why else would I be parked in the middle of the road at night?

” Yeah.”

” Can I help fix it.” He asks.

Okay, now this is getting weird. Why on earth will a stranger stop in the middle of the road and under the rain to help a girl he has never met before? Who knows, he may be one of our family’s enemies? This is probably the reason why mum and dad don’t let me go out at night, but I never listen to them.

What if this strange man was sent to kill me? What if he puts a bomb in my car and I die?

But on the other hand, I need to get out of here because it’s not safe so I’ll take the risk. If I decline his offer, I may be electrocuted to death by a thunder or lightening strike and on the other hanr, if I accept his offer, there’s a probability he has a bomb or a knife with the intentions to kill me. So as it stands, it’s either I die or I die. I love to gamble, so I’d take the 50:50chance of accepting this man’s offer.

” Yeah. I’ll be so glad if you can help me.” I yell and with the little movement the part of his head I could see made, I think he nodded in affirm

” Open the bonnet.” He tells me and I press the respective button and the bonnet opened.

He stayed there for a while, touching and fixing things or doing whatever people do to fix faulty cars and I just sat on the driver’s seat and watched, although I couldn’t see anything because the opened bonnet was obstructing me. I did silently pray he wasn’t a hired killer.

This man must be a very selfess person for him to stop his journey and help fix my car under the rain, cold whether and thunder strikes. So we still have good humans on this earth? Well, after some minutes, he shut the bonnet and walked to my window glass.

” Start the car.”

I turn my key and start the ignition and the car starts. I turn the ignition off the turn it on again just to confirm and it worked. What magic did this guy perform?

I wined down the glass so I could see his face and thank him for what he had done. The cat got my tongue immediately I beheld his amazing facial features. His deep blue sparkly eyes were one of a kind and his eyes match his brown side swept hair. His pink lips…damn; he was a handsome hunk. If I was able to see all these features amidst the rain, imagine how handsome he’d be in broad daylight. He was wearing a black leather jacket with a white T shirt underneath.

” T-thanks for fixing my car.” I manage to say after I found my voice. The truth is that I was mesmerized by his overwhelming features.

” Welcome.” He says and I wanted to thank him more by giving him some money. I turned and opened my glove conpartment then picked up my chequebook from it and closed it back.

” Let me thank you more by giving you this cheq-” I was stunned to see that the man wasn’t by my window anymore. I peered my head outside the window and saw that the man had gone.

Fuck, he’s gone. Just like that. I look through my windscreen and see him on his motorcycle riding away.

Who’s that man and why did he suddenly stop to help?
πšƒ 𝙱 π™²πŸ‚ πŸ‚
𝑡𝒖𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒂 π‘¬π’Žπ’†π’“π’‚π’π’…Β©
Guys I’m so sorry for a late chapter, I was a bit busy and I developed a headache.

Should Bella just return home now that her car is fixed or hear what Zane has to say?
Who do you think the strange man is?
Do you think he’s a dangerous person? I mean how will someone just stop to help another person you don’t know?

Please drop your thoughts.
The stares were so low in the last chapter so please can we do better?

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Taming Mr hottie Chapter Two



Taming Mr Hottie

Taming Mr hottie
She’s the tamer, he’s the tamee

Written by Wilfred Bright ✍️
Chapter Two
Theme: invisible

😱 Ashton 😱

I licked my lips as I watched the sexy goddess walk towards us, I want her, I want her on my bed, screaming my name out my name loudly, I want to hear her moan my name.

“I see, Ashton Reed has found he’s next play thing, she’s a hot one.” Justin whistles and I chuckled, i use my hand to make my hair a little messy, and waited for the girl to come closer to where I was.

“Can’t I have this one Ashton, she’s one hell of a sexy goddess.” Andrew says, breathing out heavily.

“Nope, she’s mine.” I said in a gruffy voice, and then watch in shock as the girl, just walked right past me, not even sparing me a glance, what the hell, am I invisible.

“What just happened.” Andrew asked clearly also shocked, this is the first time in my whole life, a girl walked right past me and didn’t even at least smile at me, what the hell.


I strode right past Ashton Reed, like he was a nobody, like he was invisible, I could feel his eyes on me as I passed by, I know he’s more than shocked, I’m the first girl to ever passed right Mr hottie, without even smiling at him. I’m a record breaker, I know.

Step 2: Make him feel invisible.


Yayyyy, it’s break time, finally I can put my second plan in to work, I’m so excited.

I catwalked into the cafeteria, all eyes on me, thats what happens when you come to the cafeteria really late. The cafeteria sitting is devided into three.

The invisibles: Those are the nerds, the noobs, the unpopular ones, they have a special place reserved for them at the far back end of the cafeteria, let me tell you a little secret, that place is never cleaned by the cleaners, and up until now, I usually sit right over there but of course I won’t be sitting down there today.

The not so popular: those are the average kids, they are not so rich, but at least live a comfortable life, they sit at the ground floor, which is the cafeteria it’s self.

The popular kids: The popular kids are; Ashton, Andrew, Justin and then any girl Ashton or his friend are banging, they get lucky to sit in the popular table, which is right above the cafeteria, I don’t mean above, like it’s in the roof of the cafeteria, nope, I mean, another floor was built all because of the popular kids, Ashton could see the whole cafeteria and also any new beautiful girl that walks into the cafeteria, right from his popular table and guess what, that’s where I want to sit.

I went ahead to get a burger and a coke, then i looked around the cafeteria with my tray on my hand, there’s no empty seat, perfect. I grinned happily, and I strolled to the popular kids table, I could feel their eyes on me as I climb the stairs.

“Is this sit taking.” I asks Ashton, keeping a straight face. Once I smile at him, he will think, I’m interested in him, which am not, I’m interested in making him feel pains.

“Yes!.” “No!.” Both Ashton and Sophie yells at the same time, and Ashton glares at her.

“Is it a no or a yes, I’m kinda confused.” I said boredly.

“No, the chair it’s not taking.” Ashton says and I gracefully sits down on the seat. Oh poor Sophie, why won’t you just understand, that he does not need your pussy anymore, you’re and old story now, well she won’t be the first to hang around him even after a breakup, but you see what Ashton has vomited, he never goes back to it again.

I paid more attention to my burger and Coke and behaved like I didn’t know, all their eyes are on me. Ugh, to be sincere I hate the attention, I love been unnoticeable, but for my friend I’m going to endure it all.

“Hi, I’m Ashton.” I raised my head up and looked at Ashton in the eye, then went back to eating my food, totally ignoring him.

I could feel the mood on the popular table change, they were all shocked at what I did, I know right, I’m the first girl to ever ignore freaking Ashton Reed.

πŸ™ƒ Ashton πŸ˜•

My eyes falls on the new girl as she catwalks into the cafeteria, she’s so freaking hot, my eyes remained on her as she went ahead to get, a bottle of Coke and a hamburger, then she stands in the middle of the cafeteria, looking around, probably looking for a seat. Hmm, should I call her to come sit here, nah, I shouldn’t, she will sort out herself.

She stands for a little while before she starts heading towards the popular table, where I’m currently sitting. There’s no way she’s coming here right, everyone in this school knows, the popular table is for only the popular kids and those I allow to seat here, people like Sophie, though I’ll be getting her ass out of here very soon.

“Is this sit taking.” She asks and her voice, her voice, I could only imagine what it would be like if she’s right under me moaning my name, out of her sexy damn mouth.

“No!.” “Yes!.” Sophie and I yelled out, at the same time and I glared at her, how dare she say yes.

“Is it a no or a yes.” The new girl asks boredly.

“No, the chair it’s not taking.” I said smiling at her, and she takes her seat and direct all her attention to her burger and Coke, what the hell, hello there’s a hot guy sitting next to you.

“Hi, I’m Ashton.” I said, giving her my signature smile, she raised her head up, stared straight at me in my eyes, then went back to eating her burger. Did she just ignore me?

“I said hi, and I was thinking you’ll also introduce yourself and say hi.” She raised her head, take a good look at me, then yawned loudly before picking up her tray, and then walked away.

“Woohoo, it looks like the ladies man, have got some troubles with the ladies.” Justin whistles, fist bumping Andrew and I glared at him.

“She’s just playing hard to get, I will get her, just watch and see. That new girl, very soon, I’ll have her under me, moaning out my name.”

“I bet my car, you’ll never get her or actually get to hear her moan.” Austin says smirking, hitting his car keys on the table, and I grinned, now things just got more interesting.😏

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IN THE DARK Chapter 2



In The Dark

{ Being Lonely and Dumb }


β˜€οΈ CHAPTER 2 β˜€οΈ

πŸŽ—οΈ Introduction πŸ₯

🍭 EVA 🍭

My name is Eva Connor and I’m fifteen years old.

My parents and I lived in a quiet resident in New York.

My parents were super and filthy rich.

They were nice too and every parents a child would wish for.

I attend one of the best and prestigious school in New York.

I lacked nothing.
I was pampered a lot by my parents.

To them, I was their precious little darling.

I was their precious gem.

I was given everything I asked for and never for once did I wish to be in other kids shoes.

I was the envy of all.

I’m pretty, smart, intelligent and my parents are super wealthy.



My parents and I loved each other so much. We were so happy and united together.

Dad came home one Saturday and was very elated.

He said he won a contract worth of 30 billion dollars.

That’s a huge sum of money!

My parents were very happy, I wasn’t left out either, I was happy.

That day, we celebrated dad’s success.

We ate, drank and made merriment.

But two days later, dad came home in fright.

He didn’t even come with his car.

Later at night, I eavesdropped on my parents conversation.

Someone was after dad’s life.


He had escaped death that afternoon.

I knew it was because of the huge amount of money he got.



It became serious as dad came home one evening bleeding.

He was shot on his arm and immediately he got inside the house, he slumped.

Then, my parents decided that, we were gonna move out from our house and out of the country.

They were scared!

But the day we were supposed to live, my parents were murdered in cold blood in the middle of the night.

I watched the scene!

I saw it all!

But I was scared!

My parents had warned me never to come out because of fear of being killed.



It became clear to me that the person who has been after dad’s life was his best friend and co~business man.

But he’s best friend was envious of him and killed him and my pregnant mother.

I ran to the basement and hid there.

I called the police and paramedics but Rex left before they came.

It pained my greatly!

My parents were murdered and I witnessed the scene.



It was too hard for me to bear!

The sight was painful!

I vowed that no matter what, no matter how long it will take me, but one thing is for sure.

I’m gonna revenge on the death of my parents.

But I know if I should speak out now, I was gonna get killed.

And then, I thought of something to keep me safe.



My name is Eva Connor.

I’m in the dark!

I’m lonely!

I grieve over the death of my parents!

Being in the dark basement is where I feel safe!

I’m afraid to talk now but I will later!

The best option for me right now is to be dumb!

My name is Eva Connor and I’m all alone in this world.

I’m in the dark!

I’m lonely!

I’m dumb!

I seek vengeance and I’ll definitely get it!



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