Millionaire Bad Boy

ink you are? "I'm sorry, Aaron, she's my sister. Bella speaks and lowers

ned my head just as a red-haired girl approached him. My sister takes me away from the party and takes m

of the house. - Spare me, Bella, h

do anything. I ignored her and went around the car, opened the door and got in, and when I was putting on my

g. We entered and climbed the stairs in silence to our room. She takes off

black dress and looks at me. - You have to think about things before you

roaches and says: - You don't know what you've gotten yourself into, pray

e it there. Changing the subject, yo

ght? She fnally manages to get the z

ction and I roll my eyes at this gesture. - Serious? - Ok, Ella, I'm not

ing would go back to the way it was before. But I know it's impossible. Chapter 02 I woke up at seven in the morning. Today is Sunday, my last day off. Classes start tomorrow. New scho

dled up, as the weather is cold and I'm not a big fan of the cold. I hear a noise coming from above. I looked u

mother, don't act like you are. I am amazed at your aggressiveness. - I know that. - My voice is low. - Then d

, you're used to it, aren't you, and I have many more important things t

rns and smiles. - Or you can tell the truth. That I can't stand that coffee,

elief that she did that. I go up to our room, and I want to scream in frustration, but I control myself. Later

stone sidewalk. The city is not big, but very beautiful. Sometimes I feel like I'm in a period flm, as the city h

half of the jobs come from it, theother half come from tourists. Every y

see three motorcycles speeding through the central square. I rolled my

you enter, that's when the magic happens. The property is entirely mad

everything old I fnd fascinating. I started cleaning the tables and afte

an't come," I lie. - Ok, anything call me, I'll start preparing things. She

place, there are cakes, sweets of all favors and sizes, savory pies that

hich gives me a bit of a break. I sat down at the table and enjoyed a delicious homemade chocolate and cinnamon cappuccino. I closed my eyes and felt the sweet smell invade my sens

ort strand. What was waist-length bl

s are seeing. - Did you like it? She s

r. - Why? She watches