Mr King's daring driver is actually a girl?!

ed to punch the elevator w

ed but, it still hurt. He wo

d to mine. My fingers weren't long or slender like how you

manual labour and fighting over the years, that, was to blame. B

s he pressed on my knuckles. T

ing wheel so firmly without feeling it

urt!" He

d, sounding a bit rude. He took hold

e!" He dragged me to the kitchen. I sneered at him. Was he pl

eling offended. I folded my arm

top acting like you're 12!" H

n the kitchen stool and lowered my head

k out a first-aid box. He walked towards me and dropped

admire his looks. He was indeed Mr Perfect. He

hat had come out of a famous model in the front of vogue magazin

ed soft and smooth. I wondered how they

out. If I could just feel them for a moment. I gulped feelin

iately came back to reality. I looked at my

about you perfect?" I subco

. Did I just ask a question? "You asked if ev

that out loud? Oscar stared at me inquisitively. I guess he couldn

urt less now. I looked up at him. Honestly, I co

a caring person. Is there a reason why he acts so cold and aloof to

and I sighed. I shouldn't feel pity f

am an only child to a broken home." I blurted out. On reali

im the 'why not?' look and he answered "More will be waiting. Strangely enough, t

got no maids or even gua

uriosity was killing me. I thought he'd get mad

know if there was anyone to look out for. I don't want a situa

with a soft expression w

? It's true that you only get to see a person's true nature when

nt to talk about

loosened his tie, took it off and dropped

vealing his collar bone. I felt tempted to touch it but held myself

e I don't trust anyone." He said and lowered his head "It's

o ruin the

me are sent by som

be an inch higher plus, they wouldn't have any reason to assassinate you seeing as you're not in the same line of busine

in. I felt like I had entered the rich people plot o

s plotting agains

re she left. My father's wife despises me and treats me as a threat to her son's future. She doesn't want me

're not in her son's way anymore

echless. Heartless people were never far from those who progressed. As much as I wanted to pity him, I found myse

t he want you? Why is he lettin

'd have them killed without a second thought. That's how much I mean to him. So, I suspect they had a ha

mine did, how pitiful are we? But at least I didn't have assassins

mistress's son being value

ead. They're scared my father would 'will' al

eir faces once the 'will' is out. Not that I wish your father dead or anything." I smiled awkwardly. "But, sh

or guards around. I'm trying to be careful. No one knows when I'll get killed in my sleep

dn't drink the water I

izing and

his fingers through his hair. This action looked so sexy an

arn such honors? I