khuthi_makananise

A wise fool once said 'the heart wants what it wants'. Unfortunately, no one told me that sometimes, what the heart wants could be the only missing piece of a recipe for disaster. Maybe I wouldn't have listened; then we would have made it out unscathed. But there was no way to avoid it. I was in love with my principal. Heart, mind, body and soul. How do I say no to that?

Azania Wyatt is an 18 year old high school senior, who has had everything at the drop of a hat. She is daddy's little girl and has some underlying issues from her childhood that she keeps dead and buried. 

Anthony Matthews is a 24 year-old married retired F1 race car driver, who has now taken up his legacy seat as the principal of Westerbridge Academy. Anthony also just so happens to be the brother of Azania's godfather. And he is seemingly the only person who can see beneath Azania's fake facade. 

What will happen when the two of them cross the line and fall in to each other's arms instead?

Racing Hearts

The crooked smile was back on his face as he looked at me, pleased with himself. "I am an incurable romantic, Azania. You would do best to believe I am capable of this and more, so you spare both of us the disbelief the next time." My heart lurched into my throat. The next time.

"Incurable romantic, eh? Hearts, flowers and vanilla. My three favourite things." I joked, smirking at him. Reaching for my hand over the table, he caressed my knuckles as he hummed in agreement. "How did you pull this off, anyway?" I asked him curiously.

"It wasn't hard. I own this place. As of two days ago, at least." He said with a nonchalant shrug of his shoulder. The sound of footsteps halted me, and I turned in my chair to see the instructor from earlier walking up, clutching a white box in his hands. He set the box on the side table against the wall, and I howled with laughter at the contents he pulled out.

Chapter Fifty-Seven: Incurable Romantic