When The CEO Falls For A Small-Town Girl

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soon, we won't make it home in time to get

my mom, Clarissa, replied. "I

hese reports," I muttered. "It's like she d

been strict like this. She likes everyth

eally de

s ago. She ran the convenience store with an iron fist, while my dad worked as the manager. My mom a

travel, and see other places. But my parents expected me to stay at the st

s. My brother, on the other hand, was the rebel of the family. He put his foot down and imposed his will until ev

itecture. The truth was, I had been accepted into four different colleges after secretly applying last year when I graduated, but I never

rents' wishes and that I had to chase my dreams. But I was a coward,

-the same one I'd worn to my own graduation last year. It was red and form-fitting, though not overly revealing. I hated drawing attention to myse

rs to find Dad and Mike alread

dy," I a

teased. "You've already g

I actually cared about your op

o your sister like

his hands up. "It's just that I've never see

t," I sh

came down the stairs. "I have to agree

?" I groaned. "I'm fine like this.

It's getting lat

was about to follow them when Mik

raw more attention than your friend Katy. She loves being the most popular, and you just want to see your friend happy. But how long are you going to keep

a small smile. "When did my

ly a year younger. I'm eighteen

s getting late!" Dad

eady waiting. Despite our constant sibling bickering, Mike and I were incredibly close. He told

al girls, while I was just the weird virgin who had never even kissed a guy in her life. Mike al

pulling me from my thoughts

excited!" Mo

ed as we got out. "You two are prac

t's not every day their son graduates with honors, is the

ss, too," Mom pointed out. "And the only reason you weren't

ve a hard time speaking

what is she up to

ork," I said. "She's g

Mom urged. "It's

thunder rattled the building, warning that it was going to rain soon. It was a bad sign for

d with pride. With natural charisma and ease, he captivated the audience, moving everyone with a beautiful speech. Before long, all the

oney, that's enough. You've already had three gl

himself drive the car, he could drin

ad said, shaking his head.

rd just as predicted. My heart began to race. It was a

le I sat there biting my nails ou

decided. "Clarissa is already sleep

ss," I argued. "It can be dangerous to drive in this

missed easily. "Besides, your mother is already dozing off in her seat, an

ence that once he got something in his head, abs

and a few minutes later, the two of th

ay here longer and catch a ride

forget that tomorrow is my last game and we're in the fi

champion," Dad b

to the car. Dad started the engine and pulled

oat. Suddenly, a truck appeared out of the blinding rain, barreling toward us at full speed, completely out of control. It spun across the road, hurtling right at us. Dad panicked, wrenching the