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

"Principal Matthews," she gasps, straightening her clothes. I take a seat on the 2-seater to her left, Beaudoné taking a seat in the 3-seater on her right.

"Janice." I say coolly, wondering what question I want to stab her with first. My former secretary swallows nervously when Beaudoné whistles at her, telling her to sit down.

Her descend is agonizingly slow, her wide eyes trained on the much younger lady to her right. Once she's seated, she tries to regain control of her expressions, but does a piss poor job at it. She's scared. I have to tread carefully.

"To what do I owe this pleasure?" she crosses her legs and sags into the couch, again trying to feign nonchalance.

"You tell me, Janice." My face has hardened, not wanting to give her the impression that this is a friendly visit. I want answers, and I am not leaving this house until I get them.

Chapter Eighty-Nine: Janice