Falling for my supposed cousin

Falling for my supposed cousin

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"Fuck, you look so sexy, I don't like other guys eyes on you" He whispered into her ear and she shivered from the close proximity. Even though her brain was literally screaming 'this is wrong' she couldn't deny her attraction to her supposed cousin anymore. Amelia Jones, a 19 year old college student. When she leaves home for college, she never expected her new life to begin in her wealthy aunt's sprawling mansion. But living under the same roof as her cousin, the arrogant campus heartthrob everyone wants was the last thing she wanted. She's quiet but strong-willed, determined to stay focused on her studies. He's charming, reckless, and infuriatingly good at pushing her buttons. They clash at every turn... until the tension between them sparks into something neither can ignore. But secrets have a way of rewriting everything. When she discovers that he isn't as reckless as she thought and that he isn't related to her by blood at all, the walls they built between them begin to crumble. What started as forbidden temptation might just become the love they were never supposed to find.

Chapter 1 She's so pretty

5PM, NEW YORK CITY, SMITH'S MANSION

A black jeep entered the enormous compound and finally stopped in front of the mansion-like building.

"We're here Miss" the driver said and Amelia opened her ocean blue eyes, she got her eye colour from her dad but her facial features are definitely from her mom, she's a splitting image of her mom.

She stayed with her parents in Los Angeles, she just got an admission into Ravenhill college, one of the most prestigious college in New York city and since her dad won't let her stay at the dorm she was arranged to come stay with her Aunt's family since they are based in New York.

Amelia pressed her face lightly against the glass, her wide eyes drinking in the sight before her. The estate stretched further than she had imagined, sweeping lawns trimmed to perfection, a fountain glittering at the center, and the mansion itself rising like something pulled from a glossy magazine. Marble walls, wide glass windows, and the kind of grandeur that made her small suitcase feel embarrassingly out of place.

She stepped out, adjusting her simple cardigan against the warm afternoon breeze. The air here smelled different, it smelled rich with roses from the garden and faintly of polished wood drifting from the open doors.

As soon as she stepped down from the car she saw her aunt coming out of the house. The driver was already offloading her things from the car booth.

"Aunt Evelyn" she smiled and went ahead to hug her.

"Oh stop calling me that, you're making me feel old" Evelyn said. She always insists on being called by just her name, according to her, adding an aunt makes her feel old, typical Evelyn she's still the same even after many years.

"You've grown so much little Ammy, and you've become so much prettier" Evelyn said as she cupped her cheek and hugged her.

"Aunt stop it, I'm not a kid anymore, I'm nineteen and officially a college student " Amelia said and flipped her brown coloured hair back as if to show she's really a grown up now.

Evelyn couldn't help but laugh, "Yeah, I get it you're a grown up, no need for the attitude" She said with a smile.

"Let's go inside" Evelyn said

Inside, the house was breathtaking. High ceilings with chandeliers glittering like drops of frozen light. The floor was polished marble, smooth enough to see your reflection. Staff moved quietly in the background, carrying trays, arranging flowers, as if they were part of the walls themselves.

Amelia tried not to gawk, but it was impossible. This wasn't just a house. It was a palace.

When they got to the living room they heard footsteps approaching from the stairs. "Is Ammy here yet" Olivia said rubbing her eyes, it seemed she just woke.

Olivia is Evelyn's daughter, she's the same age as Amelia and she also just got into college, the same college as Amelia.

After rubbing the sleep off her eyes, she looked at her mom and Amelia sitting together on the couch and exclaimed her brown orbs widening, "Oh my gawd, did an angel fall from heaven, she's so pretty"

"Silly, this is Amelia" Evelyn said, she couldn't help but chuckle.

"This is Ammy?You've become even prettier, I almost couldn't recognize you" Olivia laughed, hugging her tightly. "Do you know how long I've been waiting for this? You and me, under the same roof. Finally!!!!" she squealed like a kid.

Amelia laughed, hugging her back. "I still can't believe my parents let me move here."

"They had no choice," Olivia teased.

"College without me? Impossible." Olivia said.

Amelia returned the hug and couldn't help the smile that came on her face. "Thank you, you look lovely as well, Olie" She said.

Even though it's been a long time since they last saw each other, the two girls have always kept in touch, having been practically like twins when they were younger.

"We have so much to catch up about, finally there's someone i can talk to in the house" Olivia said in a sing-song tone, making Amelia laugh harder.

She's liking it here in New York already.

"You guys can talk later let Amelia go freshen up, she must be exhausted after the whole journey " Evelyn said.

"Olivia go show Ammy to her room" She added.

"Come on. Let me show you to your room, it's right next to mine!" Olivia said.

"Come with me ma'am" she continued making a gesture of ladies first, and everyone laughed.

"Yes sire" Amelia said, bowing dramatically.

When they got upstairs Olivia pointed at the room on the far end of the corridor and said. "That's my brother's room, he's still not back yet, probably went out with his friends".

Then she opened the door opposite it and said. "This is your room, my room is the one next to yours ".

"Call me if you need anything, I'll leave you to freshen up" She added heading downstairs.

"Thanks Olie" Amelia said with a smile and entered the room.

Her luggage was already inside her room, she looked around loving the purple coloured walls, she loves purple so much, the bed sheet and duvet are a mixture of purple and white, it looked so good.

She jumped on the bed and groaned rubbing her eyes, she's sure feeling sleepy right now.

She got up from the bed and started unpacking her things, halfway through it she heard a male's voice call from downstairs.

"Mom, I'm home"

The voice sounded so soothing to the ear, that must be Liam. Olivia's older brother, he's two years older than the both of them and he's in his third year in college.

Not long after she heard the opening and closing of the door opposite her room, she shrugged and continued with her packing. After she's done with that she grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

She changed into a short and a big tee, tied her hair into a ponytail and headed downstairs.

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