Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

en suddenly, I heard Prescilla, one of the student council members, flirting with h

Prescilla in her most sweet, seductive tone, which I found

now it more than everyone,” a

scilla was sitting on Vince’s lap, facing him, and straddling him. Vincent,

re they doin

Are you even listening? Don’t forget that your role here is to write the minute

the University. She is approachable, although people say that she r

very own exis

tudy here because of my academic scholarship. It needed a lot of work, though, given

r the paper. I didn't just write down what was on her whiteboard; I also

“It was messy. How can we understand this if it’s messy? This

red, my tone subtly sarcastic when I addressed her position. “Don’t worry. Although

er and just shrugged before taking down notes again. All of them could stud

the upper ha

could say. Serves her right.

’t know, yet she imitated my nat

d, she

hated the fact that I was using a pen and paper in meetings, but she could

I'll let the secretary know the date and time so she can disseminate

ed in

with people who don't like me just because of my freakin’ social

. Just two more years... and I'll be able to stand up for myself,’ I repeated

ered while in front of the laptop in the school l

ors start piling on assignments, reports, and final projects. It's like a farewell party before s

rom the workload. They'll experience the frustration of doing everything they can t

his dilemma. That feeling of having done everything to

managed to make it. One more year, I'

. A bachel

ee

, before calling Evangeline. “I already sent the

you need

d the call. Why would I bother anyway? She'll jus

aven't done anything wrong to her. I haven't done anything wrong to anyon

ts before leaving the li

ine o’clock in the evening. I love the cold and dar

trap of my black backpack. But I stopped when the wind ble

d and quickly ad

n I heard a whist

gaze. He was wearing the boys' uniform: a white blouse and blue

a black Jansport backpack, and... wai

uncil Secretary?" he asked, raising an eyebrow

g whether to cal

to reprimand and report rule-breakers like him to th

ntial than Evangeline, my classmat

of the owners of this university, an

g," I a

from my face... to my lips... to my legs, which were

talking to him like this. If other girls saw me talking to

on't wa

rd him say as I walked awa