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

He grabbed my waist and lifted me up, throwing me over his shoulder. I squealed and hit his back.

/"Let me go./" I giggled and he chuckled, he ran to my room and locked the door on his way, he walked toward my bed and dropped me on the bed, he smirked and I grinned.

He gets up on my bed and bent forward, brought his lips against mine, his necklace tickling my neck. I wrapped my arms around his neck and at back, I pulled his hair as he kissed me. He let out a deep groan down in his throat and left my mouth to attack my neck, I shut my eyes, enjoying the pleasure.

As he had enough marking my neck as his property, he ripped my thin shirt in two pieces.

/"Nathaniel!/" I yelled the poor shirt that I loved was on the floor.

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