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Heir And Heiress Series

Everywhere becomes silent as every single pair of eyes turn to us and although I'm used to attention, it's never been in this type of situation and I find myself wondering how to handle it. All worries fly out the window though when Hunter grabs my hand after locking his car. Murmurs erupt in every angle of the school ground at his actions and I glance at Hunter only to see a look of determination on his face. What is he up to? He suddenly turns me towards him and traps me against the car door. "You're right, we need to clear one misunderstanding"he states his breath fanning my face. "And what would that be?" I breathe out already dazed by him. Get a grip Daisy, you're out in public! "That you are mine and all other boys can fuck off" He answers hoarsely just as he finally closes the space between us and takes my lips for a world-rocking kiss. Daisy Heart is a friendly heiress with great friends who just wants to have a good high school experience. She thinks everything is beautiful except the heir to the Stone Empire: Hunter Stone. Hunter Stone is a playboy Heir who just wants to have a good time while young before responsibilities come knocking. He thinks everything is fun except the heiress to the Heart group of Hotels: Daisy Heart. After being forced into being partners and roommates for a school camp project, Hunter and Daisy are determined to make each other's life hell. The undeniable attraction between them certainly doesn't help. To make things worse, Hunter also knows that Daisy has feelings for his best friend. Sequel to a series of fights, failed pranks, and arguments, fate offers to deal a final blow to the situation. What will happen when two opposite characters that hate each other collide? The result is bound to be catastrophic.

Yvonne Grace · Urban
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74 Chs

CHAPTER 50

  Esmeralda's POV

  He closes the door after me when I enter his office before opening another door and walking inside. I follow him and notice that it's a bathroom; a very fancy one.

  He gestures for me to sit on the closed toilet seat and I mechanically do so. He then opens a box on the counter and takes out something I can’t see before turning to face me making my heart go into overdrive.

  He crouches in front of me making his eyes level with mine and he just stares into them for a while before dragging his eyes down to the wound. The blood there was already drying up.

  He grabs my wrist to view my finger at a better angle and all my nerves start to tingle. He dabs the wool in something but I was just too distracted to look at the stuff. He then guides me up and makes me wash the blood off before making me sit back down and using the damp wool to clean the surface of the wound.