Just be mine

BECAUSE ENGLISH IS MY SECOND LANGUAGE, PLEASE IGNORE ANY GRAMMAR OR SPELLING ERRORS. THANKS!

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"Get up, just get up. I, don't want to be late today as well, Vic." Yes, it's me, Jennifer Oxford, who has made a habit of arriving late everywhere she goes. Not because I enjoy being late, but because my best friend enjoys sleeping.

But I still don't want to be late today, like come on guys, today is my graduation ceremony, one of the most important days of my life, and I'm not sure why I'm not as happy as my other classmates.

Maybe it's because I don't have anyone by my side; it's not that I'm unhappy; I have Vic, who is like a sister to me, if not more, than my own sister, but I can't change the fact that I don't have any family.

I recall the day my parents died in a car accident, leaving me and my older sister, Ciala, in this lonely and frightening world. I was only 16 years old at the time, and Ciala was 18 years old. My eyes welled up with tears just thinking about that day.

And it didn't stop there. I thought maybe my luck wasn't with me because my one and only sister, whom I adored, abandoned me, claiming I was the cause of our parents' deaths. I don't know how so many years have passed, but now I'm 22 and about to graduate, but at this point in my life, no one is with me, except for one person, Vic.

"Vic. Vic, yeah," How can I forget that today is our graduation ceremony and Vic is still sleeping?

"Vic, if you don't get up, I'm going to leave you behind," I warned. As soon as she heard this, she jumped out of bed.

"Haha, I knew it would definitely work," I said, making a funny face, and she throws a pillow in my direction because she doesn't like leaving behind alone on her own. Guess why? It's obvious because she's a complete slacker.

So she crawled out of the bed quickly, took a shower, and started getting ready for the ceremony. I was actually staring at her while she was applying a lot of makeup, which means a lot of makeup on her face.

She noticed me several times before saying, "Jenn, just stop staring at me; it's my right to put on makeup today."

I started laughing at her comment because she always had a lot of makeup on her face. She noticed my reaction and said, "Yeah, yeah whatever, at least I'm not someone like you, who has never done makeup ever."

We both burst out laughing because it's true; I've never worn makeup on my face except for a baby pink lipstick because I adore that pink shade.

We left for our destination once she had finished with all of those unimportant things.

.....

We took pictures with our few friends and classmates after the ostensibly boring ceremony. "I know, he likes you," Vic stated flatly.

"Come on Vic, he's just a friend of mine like you," I replied, blushing slightly because I knew it was true, he has feelings for me, and I like him a little bit as well. After all, he was my first male friend, so he was particularly close to me.

Edward was the most well-known student in our class, if not the entire college. He has blond hair, green eyes that look like the entire forest is in his eyes, a full broad chest, and those build muscles, Oh my God, just don't talk about it.

Vic immediately noted my reaction, and have a big sigh. "girl, are you for real? Because all you have to say is, I like you, Edward" I never had a chance to answer her as she suddenly spoke again, "Oh My God, he's coming in our direction" the moment, he was in front of us he said, " Hey Girls! what's up?

Vic sighed as soon as he noticed my reaction. "girl, are you serious? Because all you have to say is, I like you, Edward" I never had a chance to respond as she abruptly spoke again, "Oh My God, he's coming in our direction" the moment he was in front of us, he said, "Hey Girls! what's up?

He shook Vic's hand, hugged me tightly, and we began talking when some girls approached and began clinging to Edward, saying, "We will miss you, Edward." And rolled my eyes at their clumsy performance.

"See you again, my parents are waiting for me," Edward said, feeling awkward. With that, he excused himself from those strange types of girls and kissed my forehead gently, saying, "goodbye, and yeah, don't forget that it's my birthday next month and you have to come," and then he left.

When Edward kissed my brow, all the girls were staring at me with daggers in their eyes, and I ignored them as I had done the previous days.

"Let's go have a party, babe!" Vic said, both hands joyfully waving in the air. "All right, girl, let's go and have a party!" I said, throwing myself on her in a dancing motion

Reaching home, I went to my closet and chose a small black dress with a backless neckline that ended at my mid-thighs for the party tonight.

I wore my high heels and applied dark makeup with blood-red lipstick for the first time, and I looked great in this dress. 'Wow, Jennifer, makeup looks great on you; why don't you start using it on your face right away?'

When Vic was ready, she came out of her room and looked at me; I could tell she was in shock just by looking at my face. After regaining her senses, she said, "I'm going to sue you for being so beautiful."

We were just staring at each other at first because of her compliment, but after a while, we both burst out laughing.

And when we were done laughing, I called uber, and after a short wait, the car arrived, and we both left for our destination.

WILLIAM POV,

I was exhausted from the day's work and needed to rest. When I got a call from a friend, he said, "Let's meet at the club, I have a gorgeous gift for you." and then hung up. I smirked because I knew what the gift would be, and headed straight to the club.

After getting a call from a friend, or should I say best friend, about a gift, I couldn't wait and went to the club because I was too tired and needed some flavor in my life.

Roman was my childhood friend, so he was the first or last person in my life who knew me well. He, like me, was the owner of a large corporation. He was like a brother to me, except when he turned annoying and I wanted to slap him really hard, but I didn't.

I walked into the club and found Roman sitting with a group of girls. I hadn't even arrived when a slew of girls, or should I say cheap sluts, began to throw themselves at me. It's obvious because of my appearance.

"So where's my gift, buddy?" I asked, standing in front of Roman with slight amusement in my eyes. He smirked and waved his finger at a young lady.

When I saw a girl in her mid-twenties in the direction of his finger, she was wearing a black tight-fitting dress that showed her cleavage and almost her rounded breast.

I could tell she was inebriated just by looking at her. I approached her, and as she looked at me, I saw lust in her eyes; she, like other girls, wanted to sleep with me, kiss me, feel me inside her, and so on.

But I couldn't deny the fact that she was a stunning woman. She selected a glass of bourbon and approached me, biting her lower lip, perhaps to appear seductive. I was also prepared to show her the real me.

JENNIFER POV,

We were laughing when we arrived at the club because Vic told me a funny joke; that was really hilarious.

We entered the club with smiles on our faces, but this smile didn't last long; I was taken aback when I saw Ciala sitting on the lap of some guy; flirting and kissing him. But saying that the guy wasn't handsome would be wrong.

At first, I just stood there disgustedly watching her; I couldn't believe that I was disgusted by having her as my sister, but couldn't deny that she was my sister. I took quick steps in her direction and grabbed her arm, which was in that guy's shirt. I was staring at her, wondering how she could be so careless.

Ciala shook her hand, but I didn't let it go; instead, she shot me a death glare and said, "Leave my hand, you... murderer."

I felt like I'd been stabbed 20 times and was out of breath, but I knew she was drunk, so I let it go by saying, "Caila, you're not in your right mind, just go home."

Ciala shook her hand again, and this time I let it go. She was laughing but suddenly burst out crying.

I was perplexed by her reaction, "Really, I'm the one who's out of her mind? It was you because your father and mother committed suicide while protecting you. You have to die, not them, you fucking murderer, you killed them, ah... you killed them."

"Caila, that was an accident, I didn't do anything and I didn't even know what was happening, please just stop blaming me," she was sobbing, which caused tears to well up in my eyes.

Caila gave me a dirty look and whispered in my ear, "murderer," before leaving. I was frozen, wondering how someone could be so heartless, no, not someone, but my sister, how could she be so rude and cold?

When I was lost in my thoughts, I felt someone glare at me, and when I turned around, there was that handsome guy, wait... What am I saying?

So what if he's attractive? I still despise him because he's a playboy who looks at any girl with lust and wants to play with her as if she's not human but a toy.

"Jen, I think we should also leave," I snapped out of my reverie as Vic said those words. I nodded, and we were about to leave when...

WILLIAM POV,

When that girl came in front of me and shook another girl from my lap by intercepting my kiss, I was at my wit's end, but when I saw her face, I was speechless; she's the beauty, no, she's the real beauty. A real one!

I had never seen such a beautiful girl in my whole life, her blonde silky hair, fair creamy skin I want to touch her, feel her, and those tempting lips as soft as petals, Oh my God, I wanted to touch her just once but wanted to feel her.

But I was taken out of my thoughts when the first girl yelled loudly, "you murderer," but the beauty remained silent; there was something in her eyes, perhaps guilt.

After the big family drama, the girl, who may have been the big sister, made her way out of the club, but the beauty remained silent.

Throughout all of this drama, my mind remained focused on one thing, and I kept repeating to myself, I.WANT.THAT.LITTLE.ONE.

There's the girl who stood with beauty and was doing her best to remain the beauty calm, perhaps her friend, who cares. I stood up and walked over to her, offering her a glass of alcohol, which she accepted without knowing who had given it to her.

She didn't look at me for five minutes, but when I saw she was about to leave, I started, "Hey, beautiful," and instead of throwing herself at me like other girls, she looked at me with disgust.

This irritated me because she was the first person to dare to look at me like that, so I grabbed her by the elbow and swung her towards me, feeling her fresh mint breath as her breast collided with my broad chest.

She was struggling under my large stature, but all of her efforts were futile because she was like a deer in front of a hungry lion.

"Let me go, you son of a bitch," she yanked. Not good because that made me lose control, so I drew her closer and said, "it won't take too long love, for you to be in my bed, under beneath me."

She shrugged her shoulders away from me and the reaction she showed wasn't the one I was expecting, yeah! She slapped me, and she slapped not just anyone but The.Great.William.Veranda.

It was the first time in nearly my entire life that someone has piqued my interest, but all I got in return was a SLAP. I mean, are you serious? I was taken aback; I had never been subjected to so many insults in my life.

I was so humiliated in front of so many people that I was about to punish her horribly so that she would remember my face for the rest of her life and who I am and what I am capable of.

But Roman gripped my wrist tightly, leaned in close to my ear, and whispered, "Everyone's watching, just let her go or else there'll be a big scandal, and you know what I mean."

But before I let go of her arm, I squeezed it so hard that it turned white. I could see the pain in her eyes, but it was nothing compared to my insult, so I promised myself that I would get my revenge soon and made my way to the exit.

Roman was also following me. After leaving the club, I walked over to my car, opened the door, sat in the comfortable seat, and started the engine. The drive was the one that went unnoticed.

Until Roman broke that silence, "Look I know you are angry and will gonna take your revenge soon or later, but I just hope you do not do anything stupid."

I said nothing and remained quiet.

"William, your number of enemies is much greater than your number of friends, and if they find out anything about today's incident, they will make a huge scandal out of this little thing," Roman said again.

I abruptly came to a halt and yelled, "You called it a little thing!! Then what's the big deal?! Do you think the SLAP on my face was a minor incident? Roman, I swear to God, I'm going to kill that goddamn bitch."

JENNIFER POV,

When he was gone, I looked at my arm; it was swollen and hurt a lot because that jerk squeezed it so hard. Vic gently rubbed it, saying, "Let's go. That's all for now." I nodded and followed her to the door.

I was furious at Ciala; it was all her fault. If she hadn't been drunk, she wouldn't have kissed him and sat on his lap, and I wouldn't have had to stop her or slap that son of a bitch for bothering me.

I called Caila when I got home, but she didn't pick up my call. Which irritated me even more, so I threw my phone on the bed and went to the bathroom to clear my mind by taking a cold shower.

WILLIAM POV,

Many days have flown by in the blink of an eye. I was looking out my office window, thinking about a bitch, who she is, and how she slapped me. I was plotting a way to exact my vengeance.

When I was deep in thought, I received a call from Roman, which I answered, and I don't know why, but he seemed to panic no, not panic, perhaps like, how to start a topic?

I assumed he was perplexed about how to begin a topic, so I said, "Roman, what happened? Tell me right now." He then opened his mouth and asked, "Where are you?"

"In my office," I explained.

"Did you hear about the news?"

"What news?" I inquired.

I could hear his panicked breath for a few seconds as he remained silent, so I asked again, "What news, Roman?"

"Just watch by yourself," he said as he hung up the phone. I walked over to my laptop and put my phone back in my pocket. I lost control when I saw the news; I became angry and frustrated.

The story was about me and how I got slapped by a regular girl for harassing her. The video went viral on YouTube, and the part where I got slapped was the most prominent one. What the fuck is going on?

I was irritated; who dared to oppose me? I was completely perplexed, so I dialed Roman's phone number, and when he answered, I told him, "We have to do something about this shit or else my father will dig me alive."

"William, there's only one way."

"Anything, I'm ready to do anything to end this bullshit, I just can't let anyone waste my years of hard work!" I replied quickly.

"Can you tell me what I need to do?" I inquired of Roman.

"You have to attend a press conference; you have to admit that the girl is your fiance and that it was just a small misunderstanding that's why she slapped you, but now it's all settled," he replied.

"What the hell are you talking about, are you insane?" I was yelling into the phone.

"That's the only way, William; you have to find that girl and then solve this problem; otherwise, it's up to you, but I hope you understand the consequences of not solving this problem as soon as possible."

Saying this he hung up the phone. I was furious at first, but then I smiled because it was not that bad of an idea. You could kill two birds with one stone!

To begin, I could exact my revenge after making her my wife, maid, or sex toy. Secondly, this issue would be resolved as well. That is, in fact, a very good idea was what I was ruminating about in my head.

So I called my secretary and told her to gather all of the girl's information, she nodded and walked away.

With a smirk on my face, I looked out of the window, and said, "This is going to be a lot of fun."