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Akishara Shane Pershey Santiago Adejar, a.k.a. ''Pershey Adejar'', is a wealthy and famous model slash influencer student at the University de Forde. The son of the university's owner is Neil Samson, the man Pershey fantasizes about every single day. Back then, they all called her "weird", a "nerd", and nicknamed her "the old woman who always carries books". When Neil humiliates her in front of her schoolmates, Pershey decides to change everything about her life-including her habit of fantasizing about him. She joins the modeling industry to redeem herself and mend her self-worth. Her new career changes her entire world... Even the man she used to only dream of eventually falls in love with her. Will their story turn into a happily-ever-after? Or is her seemingly perfect new life just a forged illusion?
Chapter 1
Pershey was holding a stack of books when she got out of the car. She carries them to the University. She is wearing a gray uniform and a black skirt. Hair tied up, messy and obviously she's still sleepy. Her face is disfigured and there are still traces of drowsiness.
"You look so gorgeous with your uncombed hair, Pershey," Iries said, her mortal enemy. She was the daughter of her mother's sister. She's beautiful, have a white skin, smooth and tall. In fact, she looks like an angel with horns.
She's her cousin but they do not get along. They are not close. Iries would often scold her even though she was not doing anything to her.
"Really?" She asked while raising her left eyebrow.
She hadn't even stepped on the stairs when Iries grabbed her arm. "Why?" she asked Iries.
"Comb your hair," Iries said angrily before leaving. Pershey was stunned for a moment by what Iries said.
"Stay away!" Zoe, Iries' friend, ordered her.
"H-huh?" She asked.
"I said get out of my way, nerd," she said. Pershey just smiled and continued walking.
She was holding the books tightly as she walked down the corridor but her mind was flying so she could no longer notice who she was meeting.
At the end of the corridor, a group of men were exiting. They were followed by women who seemed to be their guards. Their faces show the tremor they feel. Someone was screaming as the men followed.
There was some nude shirtless, wearing basketball shorts. Almost everyone is sweaty, dripping sweat on their bodies that causes women to scream.
The two of them are holding balls. Another had a white towel slung over his shoulder. The first walker has a turban on his forehead. That group consisted of six men. They are university basketball players. They are Samuel, Bryan, Draek, Toff, James and Neil.
They were busy talking to the women they were walking with. Almost all of them talk to women except Neil.
Neil Samson is the son of the owner of the University de Forde where he was studying. Neil was an aggressive young man. Playful with women. Anyone is crazy. He's a playboy. He hasn't had a girlfriend yet and he still hasn't fallen in love with anyone but he has disappointed many feelings.
Who's woman can't be fascinated by him? He's almost a perfect guy. He has thick eyebrows, attractive lashes that almost beat women's eyes with the extra length and whip of his lashes. He has pinkish lips. His face was smooth almost glistening. His skin was white and smooth. His height is 6'1. The body is muscular and there are bewitching dimples on both cheeks every time he smiles.
Meanwhile, Pershey was still walking while reading a book. It was only a few steps before he reached their room.
Neil was also busy using his cellphone while he was walking.
"I am only here but you cannot see me, my love. Can't you really see me or just- "
"Shit!"
"S-sorr-"
" Are you blind?"
She stopped. Stunned. She did not notice who she would meet because she was busy reading.
The attention of the students are already focused on them.
"Are you blind, huh ?!" Neil shouted at her.
"S-sorry. I-I didn't notice you," Pershey's apology. She bowed her head because she felt so embarrassed.
She heard the whispers of the students. She just ignored it. She could feel many eyes staring at her.
"Maybe her eyes are blurry, Neil," Draek teases her. Pershey looked like a gentle sheep as she made a bow in front of Neil. She feels so embarrassed.
When they collided, the book that Pershey was reading fell so she picked it up.
She stayed where she was until she noticed that the group of men and other students were leaving.
"Such a stupid," she heard a student say. Perhaps, they don't remember what Pershey has already accomplished at their university.
"Are you a lamp, Pershey?" Iries asked her standing in front of her. She immediately stood up and walked away. She ignored Iries because she already knew what she was going to say. "Don't you know him, Pershey?" Iries was still standing at the back of her.
In fact, Pershey knew Neil very well. She almost became a stalker of him.
Pershey paused for a moment to neatly stack the books she was carrying.
Pershey looked at her "Good morning, Iries." and she smiled. Iries got irritated.
"Grr! Nerd!"
Iries walked out with irritation. Again, Pershey continued to walk. She stopped in front of their door when she noticed that all the students were looking at her. She knows what they are thinking. She noticed the laughter and whispers of the students which she ignored and just sat.
"Good morning, Pershey," Leighden, her bestfriend, greeted her. She did not immediately pay attention to Leighden's greeting. She jua ignored her. She focused her attention back to the book she had been reading. "You're blushing, Pershey," she said again. Pershey closed her eyes a few times at what Leighden had told her. She also immediately touched both her cheeks. She felt the coldness on her face.
"Blushing?" Pershey raised her left eyebrow. She felt nervous. Leighden laughed quickly.
"N-no, you're not, Pershey."
Pershey laughed slightly and looked back at the book.
Leighden came a little closer to see Pershey's facial expression better. "So what happened earlier?" She waited for Pershey's respond. Pershey suddenly gave her a sarcastic look and she smiled after.
"Neil has noticed me, Leighden," Pershey tried to hide her emotions. Her feelings are overloaded. She cannot hide her spark anymore.
"Huh?" Leighden got confused. There was a wide smile on Pershey's face caused by the feeling of trembling. Earlier she was suppressing the thrill she was feeling.
"Has he noticed you yet? As in? A-are you sure?" Leighden was astonished at what Pershey had told her.
Gradually Pershey's cheek turned red. There's a butterfly in her stomach.
"Your ultimate crush bullied you, Pershey. He ignored you. He just embarrassed you," she added.
"But he still noticed me, Leighden. It's nice somehow he watched me," Pershey's defense.
"Bestie, look at yourself. Try to retouch yourself, Pershey. Try to use make up," Leighden suggested. Pershey just smiled at Leighden's opinion. In fact, she has no interest in make-up. She's used to being just that way or not even getting dressed up. She was comfortable with her appearance.
She resumed her reading. What Leighden had said could not be erased from her mind. She was still wondering if it was right for her to follow what Leighden said but that wasn't what she wanted. She was more used to curling her messy hair. She no longer bothered to comb her hair because it was soft and unkempt. She',s also used to wearing dollshoes. She is not accustomed to using hills. She prefers to wear sneakers and slippers rather than wearing a hills. She was also more comfortable wearing adult -looking glasses. She used to come in without make-up on her face. In short, she has confidence in herself. She does not care what people around her might say or saying.
"You're beautiful, Pershey," Leighden added. Pershey closed the book that covering her face. She looked back at Leighden who was currently watching her while smiling like a contented demon.
"Which part?" Pershey asked without emotion. In the tone of her voice, you can see the reluctance of her. You can't explain or understand how she feels.
Pershey removed her eyeglasses then she wipes it using some of her fingers, then she wear it again.
Leighden laughed. "How can Neil like you? Look! You look so nerd, Pershey. Don't you notice how you look? Didn't anyone tell you yet that you look like a nerd?"
Pershey sighed and she gave her a sarcastic looks. "But I can give whatever he wants," she defended again. She arrange her books again that are on her desk. "It doesn't matter if I looked so nerd. Love is beyond looks, Leighden. Always remember that love is beyond looks," she added. Full of deep emotion and deep meaning.
"Looks always win, Pershey. Love always seeks for a good looks. You didn't notice it yet? Looks are important," Leighden smiled after saying those words.
Pershey seriously answered her. "I don't need to change my looks for him. I want him to love me for who I am and not because I changed myself for him."
"You look like an old woman. In the way you dress, Pershey you look an old woman."
Pershey laughed with a mixture of irritation. "I know he'll fall inlove with me, soon," she smiled and stood up. "Just watch and learn, Leighden," she added and she blinked on her.
She walked out of their room. She didn't even pay attention to Leighden.
Leighden follows her. She knew that Leighden would tickle her again so she just kept walking.
Leighden silently followed her until they reached the library.
Ariella's simple but difficult life changed in an instant when she met a wealthy man named Anton in a famous bar where Anton was always there. The night they met, fate seems to have tied them together. In Ariella's desire to get out of poor life, she accepted Anton's offer. She married Anton even though she didn't know him much and she didn't love him very much at that moment. But over time, she learned to love Anton until she felt comfortable in the her luxurious life and in Anton's company. But with the return of Cindy, Anton's ex-fiance, the course of their relationship changed until their marriage and love grew cold. Thinking that Anton loved her so much, she did everything but that was not enough because Anton still loved Cindy. They divorced after just one year of marriage, and Anton returned to Cindy. Is there still a chance for them? Or will they end their love for each other?
"There will be no falling in love, we will only act as a loving couple when we are in public, we will share a room to make it believable, but no intimacy, touching is off-limits. We'll only have sex once a month, and that's solely to produce an heir. You won't interfere in my business, and I won't interfere in yours. You will be my wife in every sense and you will not be involved with any other man," he said, arrogance seeping from every word. I watch his mouth move, I'm not ready to fall in love with any man, especially not one as arrogant and egoistic as him. I can handle acting as a loving couple, and as for intimacy once a month. I can agree to that just to satisfy my sexual cravings with no strings attached. "Where can I sign?" I asked since I had nothing to lose. *** Nadine's wedding dreams turned to nightmares when she caught her sister and fiancé cheating! With a secret recording, she's ready for revenge. But then mysterious billionaire Logan West offers a deal: A Contract Marriage to take down her ex's empire. But what Nadine doesn't know is her life is getting complicated as she takes her chance to get revenge or risks everything for a chance at love?"
Amy didn't expect that her husband whom she had loved and trusted earnestly for many years would be cheating on her by having sex with his secretary. When she confronted him, he and his secretary mocked and ridiculed her, they called her barren to her face, afterall, she had not conceived for the past three years that she had been married to her husband, Callan. Terribly Heartbroken, she filed for divorce and left to the club, she picked a random gigolo, had a hot one night stand with him, paid him and dissapeared to a small city. She came back to the country six years later with three identical cute boys and three identical cute girls of the same age. She settled and got a job but soon find out that her CEO was the gigolo she had sex with six years back at the club. Will she be able to hide her six little cuties from her CEO, who happens to be the most powerful man in NorthHill and beleived to be infertile? Can Amy and the most powerful man in NorthHill get along considering the social gap between them.
6 years ago, Lydia suffered a brutal betrayal orchestrated by her own husband and step-sister, who drugged her and framed her. In a twist of fate, she ended up having a one-night stand with a stranger. Don't even remember what he looked like. Later, in the throes of death, she discovered the truth about her mother's death all those years ago. In the blink of an eye, she lost everything. 6 years later, Lydia returned with her genius son, vowing to exact revenge on all her enemies! Little did she know, she encountered an incredibly familiar man at the airport! *** The man was briskly pushing open the door to the restroom, heading to the urinal. Even with such a mundane action, he did it with unparalleled elegance and grace. Lydia, following him in a daze, saw his fierce lower body and suddenly snapped back to reality. She let out a high-pitched scream, instinctively covering her eyes with her hands, her cheeks flushed, and stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do. Lambert furrowed his brows slightly but remained calm as he continued to relieve himself. The sound of water hitting the urinal made Lydia's face even redder. She angrily shouted, "You pervert!" Little did Lydia know that Lambert, seeing her in this state, had a flicker of recognition in his eyes. Memories from many years ago flashed through his mind, and his heart couldn't help but stir. It was her!
"You're mine, little puppy," Kylan growled against my neck. A soft gasp escaped my lips as his lips brushed my skin. My mind screamed at me to push him away-the Lycan Prince who had humiliated me again and again, but my body betrayed me, leaning into him before I could stop myself. He pressed his lips against mine, and his kiss grew more aggressive, more possessive as I felt my legs weaken. What was I doing? In a split-second, I pulled away and slapped him hard across the face. Kylan's eyes darkened, but the smirk on his lips exposed his amusement. "You and I both know we can't fight this, Violet," he said, gripping my wrist. "You're my mate." "And yet you don't want me," I replied. "You told me you were ashamed of me, that l'd never be your queen, that you'd never love me. So please, accept my rejection and let me go." "Never," he whispered, his grip tightening as he pulled me closer. "Soon enough, you'll be begging for me. and when you do-I'll use you as I see fit and then I'll reject you."
Linsey was stood up by her groom to run off with another woman. Furious, she grabbed a random stranger and declared, "Let's get married!" She had acted on impulse, realizing too late that her new husband was the notorious rascal, Collin. The public laughed at her, and even her runaway ex offered to reconcile. But Linsey scoffed at him. "My husband and I are very much in love!" Everyone thought she was delusional. Then Collin was revealed to be the richest man in the world. In front of everyone, he got down on one knee and held up a stunning diamond ring. "I look forward to our forever, honey."
Belinda thought after divorce, they would part ways for good - he could live his life on his own terms, while she could indulge in the rest of hers. However, fate had other plans in store. "My darling, I was wrong. Would you please come back to me?" The man, whom she once loved deeply, lowered his once proud head humbly. "I beg you to return to me." Belinda coldly pushed away the bouquet of flowers he had offered her and coolly replied, "It's too late. The bridge has been burned, and the ashes have long since scattered to the wind!"