Tasnim

Nate is a rich playboy who doesn't care about women's feelings all he cared was his family, his car racer and his friends but that all changed when he met Sophia.

Sophia is a french transfer student who comes from a middle-class family, she is a sweet girl who is the girl that wants no drama in her life.

What will happen when those two will meet?

She ended up being his tutor.

She hates his arrogant, fuckboy way.

And he loves her beautiful, calming smile. He needs her and will do anything for her.

Heartbreak, jealousy, arrogant and mostly manipulation.

What will happen between those two? Will they fall in love or nothing will change?



"What is he talking about Nate?" I said without noticing that my voice is shaking.

"He's lying!" Nate snapped harshly as he glared at Melvin.

"I'm telling the truth, Sophia, you trust me, right?" Melvin begged, everyone looked at us as if we were an entertainment, I hate this kind of attention. I turned my way around to leave the party.

"If you leave me, I will kill everyone here." He threatened and I rolled my eyes, I continued to walk.

"I mean it Sophia!" He shouted I ignored him.

I shouldn't have done that.

I shouldn't have ignored it.

My French tutor

How can a girl like her exist in this nasty world?

I was actually sitting right next to her, beside her. I brought my chair close to her just to sniff her scent.

/"Nathaniel!/" She yelled causing me to widen my eyes, I hummed in response.

/"Focus!/" She said and pouted, she's trying to be stern but unfortunately for her, it just makes her look cute.

I didn't like the way my older brother looked at her, I always hate him. He was only older by 1 year but I still hate him, it's like we are best friend but still hate each other. It's kinda complicated to explain.

No one should look at her like that, only me, obviously.

/"I can't believe this! Again, you are spacing out./" She groaned and slammed her book on the table.

Chapter8