The Alpha and His Beautiful Monster

Victoria's POV

Our teacher was in the middle of her discussion when our classmates gasp especially the girls, and since I felt too tired, I kept my head on my notes, and I didn't dare raise my head to know what is the commotion all about.

"Good morning, ma'am." I heard a male voice that was not familiar, and his voice alone gave me tingles I couldn't explain. Still, I remained scribbling on my notebook. I am the Queen of this school. I don't care who gets inside our classroom, but I couldn't deny his voice is magnetic, and I am willing to listen to his voice from evening until morning.

Today I wonder why I felt so down, maybe because I can't deny it even if I was horrified. I couldn't forget the face of the young man who crossed the pedestrian lane with the go signal and the reason our car almost skidded, and I could have died.

He looked so hot and handsome, and he walked like he didn't care about what was going on around him.

He was wearing all black, and I wondered if it was his favorite color. I shook my head why I couldn't stop thinking about his physique, he is so tall, and I could tell maybe he stands six feet and two inches, and I could tell beneath his leather jacket was a toned body, and he looked like he owned the world by the way he walked with confidence, and I could tell he has a beautiful smile. And I hated myself now why I was thinking about the young man who almost got me killed today.

"So, you are the transferee?" Our teacher asked, and I presume he nodded his head since I couldn't hear his voice, and I couldn't stop myself from being curious that I raised my head. And I couldn't believe that he was looking at me, and I can't deny I was looking at the most handsome guy I have ever met, and his gaze alone could melt anyone's heart.

"Please introduce yourself to your classmates." Our teacher said, and I could tell even our teacher was fascinated by his charm, and I hated myself for a moment that I appreciated his handsome look.

"Good morning everyone, my name is Oliver Prize, and I hope I can be friends with everyone." The new guy said, and he was still looking at my face, and my heart skipped a beat when his eyes lingered on my lips.

His semi-long sleek jet black hair styled on his sides made him look more appealing, and for the first time, I met a guy who passed my qualifications. Then it dawned on me he was the same guy who crossed the pedestrian lane this morning, and I couldn't stop my entire body from shaking as I remembered what he had done to us. , and I frowned at him before I looked back on the board while I could hear our female classmates giggling.

I felt so drained, because of the fright I felt, and as our teacher continued to discuss our lesson, I suddenly felt tired of participating in the discussion. I love mathematics so much, but today I only answer when my teacher asks me a question. I usually raise my hand before anyone can. And I couldn't stop my limbs from trembling as I remembered what happened to my driver and me earlier this morning.

The loud screeching of the tires and boisterous blowing of the horn made me feel terrified, and I couldn't stop myself from screaming, and my body nudged from left to right. My hands were tightly gripping on my seat, and I could feel my body thrown on the side of the car door. At the same time, I saw Jason trying to control the steering wheel to stop the car since we turned around on the highway.

I am so glad there were no cars behind us, and I released a sigh of relief when I realized we were both safe. Aside from my heart, I almost had a heart attack because of my anger. I was frightened when I saw the young man who suddenly walked calmly on the go signal.

"Are you okay, Victoria?" Jason asked me, and I scowled at him, and I could tell my driver was teasing me so I will stop myself from feeling scared.

"For how many times, I told you, my name is Victory," I said, and my favorite driver chuckled.

"Yeah, but your dad loves calling you Victoria; you have to love your name, my dear." He said while he was shaking his head.

"My parents are the only ones who have the right to call me by my first name. My friends called me Victory, Jason, and you have to call me the same." I replied as I saw him grin.

"I am not your friend, Ma'am. I am your driver, remember?" He replied, and I smiled at him, and he doesn't know, for me, he is like my father, and his wife, who was my nanny, was like my mother since my parents are always away because they are both busy running our businesses.

"You don't need to remind me about that, Jason, you have forgotten you are my favorite driver, and that is why I never allow anyone to drive me at school except you," I said, and he looked at me and grinned.

"I just want you to know that you have a beautiful name." He said as he watched me with tenderness as we got back on the road.

"Are you okay, Victory?" He asked, and I nodded at him.

"Yes, Jason, I am fine," I said, and he released a sigh of relief, and I asked him to slow down a bit because I couldn't deny I felt so terrified until now.

I could hear the loud pounding of my heart against my chest as I was running late towards my first period, and I hated it if I would be late. I have never been late in my entire life since I started going to school ever since I can remember, and I think today would be my first time; who could have thought someone would cross the road in the middle of the go signal.

I thought I would die today, and I could feel my throat was still dry because of my screaming episode. I could tell Jason, my driver, needed to go to the EENT for an ear check-up since I could tell I damaged his eardrum because of my loud screaming, and he can't blame me for feeling so terrified, and that man was insane. How could he run in the middle of the go signal?

I felt so relieved that our teacher was not yet around when I got inside our classroom.

"Good morning, Victory!" My classmates greeted me, and I know their greetings always boost my energy because it reminds me, I am the Queen of this campus because I am the daughter of Nicklaus and Zafirah Winner. I only smiled at them as I slowly walked towards my chair, and just in time, our teacher arrived, and I slumped my body on my chair, and I could tell I looked so haggard this morning.

I snapped back to the present as I listened to our teacher continued to discuss our lesson, but I couldn't stop myself from thinking about the new guy as I realized he is the same guy I couldn't stop thinking about even if he almost get us killed.

The moment our teacher dismissed our class and got out of our classroom, I stood up, and I realized almost everyone was still inside, and I could tell they are all wanted to know the new guy, but I had a different reason for staying because I wanted to confront him.

"So, your name is Oliver Prize?" I asked, and I could hear our female classmates gasped when they realized this was the first time I showed interest in a guy because I never get close with any guy.

"Yes, sweetheart, I am." He replied, and his cocky attitude made me want to slap him right away, but I controlled my poise since I am the perfect girl on campus. I moved around with confidence and grace, and I will not tarnish my reputation because of this one hot boy.

"Don't, sweetheart me, because you have no right to call me such," I replied, and he chuckled.

"How dare you cross the pedestrian with a go signal? Do you have any idea I almost died today because of your recklessness and stupidity?" I said as I could no longer control my voice, and I could feel my entire body is trembling with anger when he only smiled at me.

"Are you sure about that? Isn't your driver is the foolish one? He almost hit me, and I could have died right there in the middle of the pedestrian lane." He calmly said, and I couldn't believe his guts.

"Now I realized what they said about you was all true." He said flatly, and it made me raise my eyebrows.

"What do you know about me when you are just new in this school," I said as I tried to control my anger because I knew our classmates were enjoying the show. I felt my knees go weak when he moved closer to me, and I tried to step back until I hit my body on our teacher's desk, and he kept striding towards me.

"Oh, baby, I know a lot about you, even your deepest secrets." He said as he looked at me in the eyes, and his words made me have goosebumps all over my skin, and I could feel the racing of my heart, and this was the first time I felt this way towards a boy, and maybe because of my hatred towards him. And I hate myself that I couldn't stop myself from looking at his enticing red lips. How could he have such perfect lips?

What is wrong with me? I kept away from the boys because I promised myself I would never let any boy kiss me. I reserved even my lips to my one and only, and I am still waiting for him to come, and no one deserved to have my first kiss. Still, before I could think of anything to counter his words, Oliver claimed his prize by capturing my mouth.

I was too shocked to push him away as I felt his soft lips brush my lips, and at first, it was like a feather-light kiss. Oliver deepened the kiss, and I was horrified when I realized I kissed him back, and it felt so good as he continued to devour my lips with urgency, and it was too late for me to realize he stole my first kiss.

Victoria's POV

"How dare you steal my first kiss from me?" I hissed as I looked daggers at Oliver.

"And why do you ever feel so stressed about it when I can feel you enjoyed that kiss so much? It was just a kiss, Victory. Besides, you don't even know how to kiss." Oliver replied with a smirk that made me feel angrier.

"If you want, I can give you a kissing tutorial for free." He added, and he left me without taking a second glance, and I realized I finally met someone who would never worship me, and I promised to myself I would do everything I could to make him pay for what he had done to me.

"Hey! Are you alright, Victory?" Lana asked the moment we walked towards our second class.

"Are you kidding me? After everything that happened, you are asking me if I am okay?" I asked my best friend a question, and she shook her head

"I am boiling with anger right now, Lana, and I hated him with all my heart, and I will make sure Oliver Prize will pay," I replied, and I could see my best friend was smirking at me.

"Why do you look like that? Are you on his side now?" I asked in disbelief, and I saw my best friend shaking her head.

"Nope, I don't know him in the first place, but I am more on.." My best friend trailed off, and I could tell she had something on her mind that she couldn't even say because she was afraid I would snap at her.

"You know you can always speak your mind to me, Lana, and I will never hold you liable about anything," I said, and she hesitated before she continued to speak.

"Well, I like Oliver." She said, and I looked at her horrified.

"What? Are you fooling me? How can you say that when I am your best friend?" I asked.

"This is the first time that someone crossed the line to kiss you. I understand you were saving your first kiss for your one great love. But you are still young, Victory, and I think you have to enjoy our senior year and stop being like that." She said, and I am confused with what she means.

"Why, what am I, Lana?" I asked her, and she looked at me again, and this time my best friend was scaring me.

"You always act so primly and proper, and I think it is about time you should spread your wings and enjoy life." She said.

"You are unbelievable, Lana. This is who I am. You never complain about that. If you want, you can stop talking with me and join your other friends, and I enjoyed my solitude anyway." I declared, and I can see the hurt on her face.

"Victory, I know who you are, and what they think about you doesn't matter to me. You are the daughter of Mr. Nicklaus Winner, the richest man in the country, and everyone on campus thought you were the luckiest girl in the universe for being born rich. Yet, they didn't know how lonely your life is because you are always left alone in your mansion with the staff is your companion since your parents are both busy running their businesses." Lana declared.

"They envy your perfect beauty and glorious body, but you find it so hard to believe who is true because you have been fooled before, and that is why you have trusts issues, but you have to believe me, Victory, not all are wicked. There are genuine people out there who are willing to be your friends. They thought you were above them because of your status in life, but I know deep inside your heart you are the most down-to-earth individual I ever know." Lana added.

"I know you always follow the rules, and you are an outstanding student because you don't want to be in trouble, you always wanted your parents to be proud of you, but they never recognize your achievements, and I could tell you are hurting inside because you were hoping they will appreciate everything you have done. And I think it is time to think about yourself and stop pleasing your parents." Lana continued, but I shook my head because there was no way I would accept that everything she said was true.

"I have a perfect life, Lana, and I am happy with my life being the heiress of my father's empire. I don't care what they think as long as I continue to do what I think is best for me. I will not get angry with you because I give you a chance, to be honest with your opinion about me, but I regret to inform you that none of those things you said were true." I replied, and I could tell her face fell.

"Come on, Victory, for once, you have to get out from your comfort zone and enjoy your life. Yes, I could say you have a perfect life because you've got it all, but I am telling you, you are miserable," She said, and I just shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't know what you are talking about, Lana. I am happy with my life until Oliver Prize ruins my reputation. I didn't date the hot guys who have been bugging to date me, and they all respected my decision. How come someone like him do something like that?" I asked.

"I am sure I became the laughingstock on the campus right now," I said in more than a whisper.

"Hey, I am sorry, I know how important your first kiss is for you, maybe he likes you that is why he did it, right? We know all the boys here in our school is crazy about you; maybe the new guy is not exempted with your charm." She said, and I laughed, and I wished she was right because I would show it to Oliver's face. I am not interested in him, but at the back of my head, I couldn't stop myself from feeling nervous as I realized what Oliver said was true.

I did enjoy the kiss that until now, I can still feel his lips on my lips, and I couldn't deny I had been reliving that kiss. I can feel the knots on my stomach, but my pride took over my senses that is why I am so angry with him even if I can feel my knees got so weak after he kissed me, and for the first time, I experienced what they said on the books, the butterflies on the chest, and knots on my stomach. I experienced those things while I was kissing Oliver.

I became angrier, and I felt so frustrated when we got inside our classroom for the second period. I realized that Oliver Prize is still our classmate, and the girls and boys are circling him, and he looked like he owns the world now. It used to be me. Before the class starts, my classmates will surround me, and they will talk and praise me, and they will never get tired of telling me how perfect I looked and how beautiful my dress was; they appreciated everything I owned.

And right now, he took the spotlight from me since our classmates were talking with him, and they were all laughing, and I could tell he was having a blast on his first day in our school, while I was having the worst day of my life, and I could tell he will become the king of our school. I hate the way he raked his hands on his shiny black hair, and I could tell he was having a good time stealing everything I had.

"Hi, Victory!" He said when he caught me staring at him, and I wouldn't say I like it that I was precisely looking at his perfect lips when he raised his head, and to recover from my embarrassment, I grimaced at him and walked towards my chair without saying a single word at him.

"Do you happen to miss my kiss?" He asked, which made our classmates snicker.

"In your dreams Prize, it was a nightmare to have my first kiss with you," I responded when I couldn't take it anymore.

"Well, very well said, Ms. Winner, but I think you are losing this game." He said with total confidence.

"I am not playing any of your stupid games, Prize, so you better shut up since you are new. I never lose. Can you spell my family name? It is W-I-N-N-E-R. I am a winner Prize. And if you think about my name, it is Victory, so you are only a prize for my win." I said, and I hated him more when I heard his laughter reverberate the entire room.

"What childish thinking, do you think because of your name you can win, Ms. Winner? News flash, it is just a name. It is how you play the game." He said, and I fell silent because I could feel my entire body was boiling with anger. I was just glad our teacher arrived, or I couldn't control it anymore, and I hate that I am losing myself to Oliver Prize, and I became a different person because of him.

I could tell he was trying his best to provoke me, and I couldn't believe he was my classmate in all of my subjects, and I think the universe was playing tricks with me.

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Victoria's POV

I took a deep breath before I got out of my room because I couldn't believe that my day would turn out this way. First, early in the morning, we almost had an accident because of Oliver, and now he didn't stop himself from making me feel so miserable by becoming my classmate for all my subjects. How can I have a normal life if I see him every day my entire senior year?

I know I am overreacting, but the humiliation I felt after he kissed me was too much for me to handle. After putting my books in my bag, I ran towards the registrar's office, and I begged our registrar to change all my class schedules. When she asked me for a valid reason why I didn't like my existing schedule, I turned mute, and I loathed Oliver Prize for ruining my Senior Year.

I was walking towards my car, where Jason was waiting for me, when I saw a motorcycle running fast from the parking lot through the driveway of our school, and I coughed when I inhaled the dust. And I couldn't stop myself from feeling so angry when I realized it was Oliver Prize, and the captain of the cheerleaders was riding on his back, and she was tightly hugging his waist, and I couldn't stop myself from feeling so furious with him. How could he kiss me this morning and have a different girl on the back of his motorcycle after class? Is he trying to add insult to my injury?

"Hey, are you alright, Victory? It seems you are ready to kill any moment. Are you still mad about the young man who crossed the pedestrian lane this morning?" Jason asked me the moment I got inside at the back of the car after slamming the door shut, and I am still clenching my teeth; after what happened this morning, I could tell it would be safe to stay at the back of the vehicle. For how many times my parents reprimanded me that I should ride at the back of the car and not on the front seat, they kept reminding me I was their only child, yet they didn't have time for me.

"Yes, and you can't believe it, Jason, he is the new senior guy on campus, and I hate it that all my classmates adore him, even my best friend, Lana," I said. I know Jason was only listening as he drove away from the school grounds, and that is why I like him because he always knew when to listen and when to talk, and he is good with timing.

"And the worst part, we are classmates with all my subjects," I added.

"And he is handsome, and he is the first guy who gets into your system. It only means one thing, Victory, your days being single would be over. And I am sure by the anger on your eyes and face that boy kissed you." He said, and I am dumbfounded that Jason knew what happened.

"How did you know he is handsome and he kissed me?" I asked while unable to believe that my driver would know what happened.

"I can tell it by how flushed your face is, Victory, and this is the first time you are so stressed about a boy. And I could tell he gets into your nerves, so you better take control of your emotions while you still can." He said, and I became curious about what he meant by his words.

"Avoid him at all cost, and no matter what he says, don't answer him, and pretend he doesn't exist that is the best thing you can do, but if you can't control yourself, it means you are really into him. And the worst thing he can do is show it in your face that he is having a fling with another girl. I could tell he will break your heart into pieces, Victory." Jason declared, and I became more stunned since that is happening right now with Keisha riding at the back of his motorcycle.

"I know that you are new to this kind of situation, my dear. Because you never give yourself a chance to fall in love, maybe because you haven't met the right guy yet, and now that he has come, you don't know how to control your emotions, and you are in the denial stage because you couldn't believe yourself to have feelings for someone like him." He added.

"The decision will be all yours, and you can ignore him and continue to be brokenhearted, or give yourself a chance to know him." Jason continued, and I became speechless, and I couldn't believe that my driver could read my mind.

But I will never listen to my heart, for me, I should listen to my mind because I could say my heart is weak, so it is better to forget the new guy, how could I give him a chance when he was already having a good time with the cheerleader captain, Keisha. Besides, I know I don't like him at all; I am mad at him because I don't like him, and he is arrogant, not because I have feelings for him.

"Jason, you know me. I am not interested in him, period. He is not even my type, no matter how attractive he is. I can't love someone domineering as him. How could he think he is the king of our school now." I said, and I could see the smirk on Jason's face as I looked at him in the rearview mirror.

"Stop that, Jason. How could you be amused with my current situation? I have a dilemma in my life right now because of Oliver Prize. Mark my word, I am going to put him in his place." I said as I crossed my arms over my chest and leaned my back on the backrest of the car.

"You better watch out with every word you say, Victory." He replied, and I am surprised with his words, and why do I feel my best friend and my favorite driver are not on my side this time. Lana adores him, and I could say Jason believed I like him. I wonder what kind of spell he has that even my favorite people in this world like him. I fell silent for the rest of the ride while Jason was peeking at me once in a while, and I know he felt guilty.

"I don't want you to be upset with me, Victory. It was only my opinion. And all I want for you is to be happy." Jason said the moment we arrived in our mansion.

"I know; thank you, Jason, for your concern," I said, and I got out of the car without taking a second glance, and I could feel the emptiness when I got inside our enormous house. As usual, my parents are not around. They are busy traveling worldwide. They are not touring the globe for pleasure, but only for business purposes. I envy my parents because they are always together, and I can tell they are both in love with each other.

But I hope they will also find time to be with me, but I have been used to it ever since I was young. Still, I never stopped myself from hoping I would become my parents' priority even for once, even if I am now almost an adult since I will be eighteen soon, and I couldn't wait for my birthday to come. And I hope they will be present during my eighteenth birthday. I wouldn't say I like it when they don't even come during my birthdays. The last time they attended my natal day was when I was eleven. I was the happiest girl on that day. I don't feel excited about their gifts, but I am more eager to spend time with them.

I climbed the stairs with heavy steps, walking through the hallways before reaching my room. I put my bag on top of my study table, and I lay on my bed curling into a ball, and I couldn't stop myself from thinking about what happened at school today, and I hated that I was touching my lips as I relived the kiss I shared with Oliver Prize.

I couldn't believe I would experience my first kiss today, and it happened on the day I least expected it. Maybe it was because after what happened on the road this morning, I thought I almost died without experiencing my first kiss yet. I know I don't have anything to compare it with, but I could tell it was a hell of a kiss, that my toes are curling right now as I remembered the way he claimed my mouth. And just thinking about it made me feel the butterflies in my stomach.

And even if I could say I liked the kiss, I still hated him for ruining my plans for me. I know most of the time, Lana would laugh at me because of my life principles, and she couldn't even believe that I planned my first kiss to be perfect for me.

"You can't plan your first kiss, Victory, because it will just happen when you least expect it, and it would be epic. You can't plan everything in your life, and there are things beyond your control." My best friend would always say those words to me, but it never stopped me from still thinking the same way.

I was still thinking about the new guy, and I didn't realize I had dozed off, and I was awakened by the continued knocking on my door, and it is must be Celia, Jason's wife.

"Dinner is ready, Victoria." She said after I opened the door for her, and I loved it when she called me with my real name, and I never complained. Actually, I was only teasing Jason because I love it when they call me Victoria, and only in our school that I want to be called Victory. I want people close to me to call me Victoria since it feels too personal.

"Okay, I will be there, Celia; just give me ten minutes," I said and smiled at her, and I knew she would wait for me outside my door. I got changed past, and I didn't care if I had messy hair. I just used an elastic band to tie my hair, and I was out of my room within five minutes.

"Wow! That is fast." Celia muttered while grinning at me, and we walked towards the dining room, and I couldn't wait to tell her about my stressful day. We usually talked on my balcony after dinner while scanning my books since I wanted to feel the fresh air.

The moment we got inside the dining room, my steps faltered. My eyes turned so big as saucer as I looked at Oliver Prize sitting in front of the long dining table. I have never been so shocked my entire life, and he was smiling at Arthur, our butler, and he was sitting on my favorite spot, and I think his face was haunting me that even when I was already inside our house, I still see his handsome face.

"Hello, Victoria!" He said, and my world turned upside down as I realized I wasn't hallucinating at all; Oliver Prize was real and looking coldly at me.

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