"I'll break down your walls one by one and sneak into the gates of your icy heart before crushing it into tiny pieces." He murmurs mercilessly as his lips lightly brush my ear, the contact eliciting an indescribable sensation through every inch of m...
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LOVE — that ancient feeling more than half of the world's population is searching for.
Portrayed in countless romantic movies, love is rooted in the primary desires of billions of people, who claim to experience a void in their soul if deprived of it.
Unlike them, I never believed in love but only in affluence.
Undoubtedly, making money has always been my top priority.
When my parents immigrated to the U.S., I promised myself to work harder than my peers even if it meant scarifying the typical teenage lifestyle involving - partying, drinking and teenage love.
My parents often commented I was overworking myself both at work and school since I was always sleep-deprived.
From their perspective, I needed to take some time off to rest.
From my perspective, the word 'resting' was never a part of my vocabulary, especially when I was on a mission to become one of the most successful businesswomen worldwide.
As soon as I got offered a scholarship at one of the state's most prestigious academy known as Quivelon College, I tried to avoid the dangerous entanglement of social distractions.
Getting enrolled at an Ivy League school was the gateway to achieve my dreams as the founder of an international sports brand.
All it took was one academic reference from one of the top universities of the country for my dreams to take flight.
But for the first time in my teenage years, I allowed myself to get a glimpse of the teenage life all thanks to. . .
Ludovic Delmore.
And who may he be you might ask?
Wealthy, confident and popular in his own right, Ludovic Delmore is what you could call indescribably handsome but such distinct physical attributes can only come with a price — the endless attention from females.
In Quivelon college, the myth was if a girl managed to score a date with him or yet sleep with him, they were guaranteed a successful career for once being associated to him.
I snort in disdain at the remembrance of this particular memory.
When he suddenly took a particular interest towards me, the idea that such an elite wanted me as more than a friend was unfathomable to me.
And despite the countless times, I rejected his amorous advances towards me, I ended up giving him a chance.
The months we were together almost felt like a fairytale because someone for the first time managed to make me feel so. . .
Special.
Moreover, Ludovic made it a personal mission to prove his friends my heart wasn't made out of steel since many Quiveloners were convinced I wasn't human because I didn't do — feelings.
