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til I spotted the angel of light that brighten

the universe was tugging the strings of my heart and making me go crazy

ne. Our very own real-life Rapunzel with the most gorgeous smile. The sounds of her subtle laughter ringed in my mind like the sound of my beating heart. I had it memorized and her tattoo just gave her the overall

ng a beat once her delicious lavender and rose scent wafted into my nostrils. I was given the go

her. There was just something within me that softens anytime I saw her either via her onlin

brity crush. I’ve stalked her online right from the time my Instagram explore brought her page to my notice six months ago. Her account was pure raw art. Severa

o much about her but I still had to play the ro

that was helping her mother so I did exactly that, while choosing to remain anonymous to keep up with the

ing to crash into the ground and I was more than happy when the first sight, she saw as she opened her eye

ble attempt at pairing me with the young redhead doctor who was too desperate for my liking. I simply wondered if Father had threatened to fire her if she didn't get me to fall in love with her in a day

lling to spend my inheritance on that babe. I had no idea if I’d been enchanted by her but I didn't want to break this connection. She

learning much about her since I had this incurable crush on her. I just hope she would forgive me when she finds out who I truly am. I'm the fan

e workouts or after a hectic da

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my mood elevator, taking me higher. But this time around, I just had marat

rowing themselves at me so this should make me feel less guilty; that’s what I kept telling m

and not marry a betrothed girl my family deems fit for me, just because of the financial status of her family. I could tell the redhead, Shirley, c

having any day, without getting tired of singing his praises right from

ly failed at. A rift was soon built between us because of the strained p

towel and started p

have. It’s often a slaughterhouse where we’re studied with microsc

e school captain with a GP of four points. I wasn't only hot and talented, I was topping the charts academically and I came from money which made the ladie

e, I was a resident bad boy with loads of wealth but I’ve had to work so hard on myself and for myself. I'm a suc

tle for pleasing my parents because I know exactly what I'm d

t who would blame her? After all, we live in a manor that looks like a palace. She’s had surgeries way longer th

ily was the celebrity family of New York with clearly conditioned lifestyles. The moment myself and Elijah took our first

way for dinner. Trust me, the last and unforgivable crime to ever commit as a Carnall is being