Troubled past

The room is dark and quite, only the sound of water droplets can be heard. The girl laying on the floor opens her eyes while groaning from the pain coming from her head, she touched it and winched when her finger touched the blooded wound. She looked around but she can't see in the dark. Then she heard the heavy footstep nearing the room.....

The girl panics and cowered in fear, then the door busted open....

She sharply close her eyes and hitched her breath due to the sudden light coming from the door..

"L! L! WAKE UP DAMN IT!"

I snapped my eyes open and screamed. I am having a panic attack. Then I feel someone grabbing my shoulder and shaking it. That's when I saw the sight of Paige, crying while looking at me.

Dream.

That was just a dream, a bad dream. I'm not in the dark room but in my bedroom. I can see the sunlight coming through the window.

"L, you're having a nightmare again. I thought you said it stopped?" Paige question reverted me back to reality that I am indeed in my room or else why would she be here? I embraced her and rubbed her back to calm her down. She seem more distress than I am.

"I'm fine P, I'm okay. I don't know why, I thought so too." I said crying as well.

"Shhh.. it's okay L, that was a dream. That's not going to happen again. Would you like to take a break?" She asked, still worried. I shook my head.

Break. That means going back to my nana's house in Italy. Every time the dreams hunted me, I tend to go back to her house as it always calm me down. I miss her, but I can't go back, not now. I need to be strong as per nana, I'm a strong woman now, no one can mess with me. No one can hurt me.

After assuring Paige that I am okay, she went downstairs to have breakfast and asked me to go down after I do my morning routine. I took my bath and put on my jeans, black t-shirt and red converse. Totally different from the girl few days ago.

After putting on my clothes and drying my hair, I headed downstairs. I did not bother to put any make up as I don't know how.

"L? We have an email. Would you like read it?" Paige said after I entered the kitchen.

Email means new client.

Reading it means accepting it.

What's with her code?

"Who?" I ask while sipping my coffee.

She hesitated. Then avoided my gaze.

"Who is it Paige?" I asked again. I hate it when she tried to hide things from me.

"Hmmm... your half-brother." Hearing her words made my blood boil. I slammed my fist in the table that made her flinch.

"What does that bastard wants?!"

Again she avoided the question.

"Paige! Don't make me repeat my question again." I glared at her.

"He wants our service to get full access to his sister's share in the company. Since as per his email his sister is "not interested" in the business." She replied giving me a sympathetic look.

I laughed while Paige is looking at me intently as if I gone mad.

"That bastard, he doesn't know who's he's messing with." I laugh again.

"What do you plan to do?"

"Well, I think we can accept it?" I shrugged.

"What?! Are you crazy?!" She exclaimed.

Geez! This woman know how to shout.

"Nope" I said emphasizing the 'P'

"Then why are you considering of helping him get what is truly yours?" She asked confused.

"Who said about helping?" I smirk

"That is what his request is. He wants us to help him have access to your share." Paige said still confused.

"Well, and that's what we're going to do, he only ask us for him to have access to my share, but he never told us that he wants it done legally." I smirk then Paige smiled deviously.

The little devil. I thought.

"The moment he touched even 1% percent of it, I will send him to jail. We are going to give him intel on how to do it, and he will be too blinded with money to see the loopholes." I said.

"Knowing my brother, he is an idiot in Armani with a touch of Gucci." We both laughed at my comment.

This is why I love my job, as I said people are greedy. One example is my half brother Carson, he never strived to get his own money, he might have already spent all the money from his trust fund in partying, travelling and drugs.

Being the Eldest and the sole heiress of Salini Pharmaceutical is a burden that I've been avoiding, well that includes my mother.

When I was three years old, my father decided to enter politics rather than helping my mother managing the company that my great grand father built (my mother's side), my father was too focus in politics that he always forget that he has a family of his own, he always missed my birthdays, and missed even their own anniversary. Then one day my mom just walked out the door, left me all alone and never came back.

My grand father was so furious of what she did, for leaving me, for abandoning her family. He disowned his only daughter and appointed one of his nephew to act as CEO until I'm ready. I was 5 years old at that time.

Then after 6 years my mother came back, she came crawling back and asked for my grand father's forgiveness, she begged him to take her in as she doesn't know where to go, she was with Carson who was 7 years old that time. She left me for his lover, now he left her. My grandfather forgave her because of the child she's with, but never appointed her as CEO again, he forgave her but I never did and will never do.

My father remarried after his term as Prime Minister, he never had a new kid, so I'm close to him and his wife Beatrice. I hated him at first for what he did, but I came to realized that he did what he's happy with. At least he did not walked out from me, right?

My grandfather is currently in Italy with nana, they're helping my Uncle Samuel in managing the business as I am still not ready, I don't know if I ever will.

They don't know my business nor Uncle Brandon's. All they know is I am studying here, they let me do what I want, maybe because they somewhat feel guilty on what happened to me as a child.

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After parking my car, I walk straight to hallways without looking around. When I stop as someone bump me.

"Watch out bitch!" I looked up and saw a tall blond in her skimpy dress with a guy, somewhat I know from first glance that both of them are stupid.

Instinct, I guess?

I rolled my eyes and ignored the couple, by the looks of how the stupid guy with stupid eyes is groping her side breast as if it wasn't fvcking obvious in this empty hallway.

Geez! What's this? Series of mean girl? If he's the lead guy then girl, I'm out!

After my dreading class with Mr. Lavigne who somewhat is holding grudge against me. I went to the library. It's been few days but he's still mentioning Romeo and Juliet.

Wew. Why?

While reading my books, I heard giggle coming from my back, I didn't bother to turn my head as I am too engrossed reading the book of Julia Quinn, but I hear some chatter of the girls behind me.

"God! He's hot! Is he a model?"

"Oh my, look I think I'm pregnant"

"What is he doing?"

"I think, he's looking at someone"

Gosh! This hormonal bitches can't keep quite!

After slamming my book shut in a harsh manner, the room fell silent again. I abruptly stood up and walked out without sparing a glance to anyone. Put my headphones on and walk to the parking lot.

Without knowing that I am being watched....

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Alaric's POV

"Mr. Maxwell, thank you for coming. It's been a pleasure having you here." Mr. Pauloci said Dean of Business Administration.

"No Mr. Pauloci, the pleasure is mine. Donating those books is nothing compare to what you did." I gestured my Secretary and Personal body guard Bill to take the books out from the backseat of the car. Those books are one of the rare collection I have for the past 10 years. I decided to have it donated in this University since Bill's daughter wishes to transfer here because of what happened last week.

She never told her parents that she's being bullied at school. She's a freshman, a quite and nice girl too. Until the bullying resulted of her being brought to the hospital. Being Bill is like a father to me, I decided to pull some strings to have her transfered here as this is her dream University. I also made sure that those bullies pays for what they did. At first Bill refused as he said it's too much for me to pay for the tuition but I insisted. I told him he can pay me back. Then he gladly accepted. As if I will allow him.

After talking and bid my goodbye to Mr. Pauloci, I asked Bill to wait for me in the car. I have this feeling that I can't comprehend. I found myself wandering in the library, inhaling the woodsy smell of books.

When I reach the last aisle of books, I saw a familiar hair, figure that hunting me for few days now. And again, I stood frozen. Her hair is swaying to the wind coming from the AC infront of her table, sunshine is directed to her hair that makes it more shiny, I feel my heart is beating faster.

What's wrong with me? I'm not even sure if it's her. Maybe same hair?

Then I heard giggling voice and whispers, I see few girls eyeing me while whispering. I think she heard the whisper but she never bothered to look.

She's different.

After few minutes of eyeing her, I still can't figure out how to approach her.

What if it's not her? Her clothes looks... simple, different from few days ago..

While battling myself if I should approach her she slams her books hard, totally annoyed by the whispers and giggling around her while she's reading. I gave those girls a furrowed look, they froze and avoided my gaze. Yes. Intimidation is the key. Then I saw my angel walk out of the door without even looking around.

Damn! Why is she always in her own world?

I hurriedly followed her, I saw her put on her headphone and walk slowly while making gesture in her hands, obviously enjoying whatever music is on. I was following her slowly behind. She seem oblivious in her sorroundings.

This ain't good, what if some creeps followed her?

'You're that creep dumbass' I hear my conscience shouted. I snickered but she didn't hear me.

I saw here walk in the parking lot, and get her keys out from her pocket. She seem not to care that almost all of the student in the parking lot is looking at her. I was taken aback.

Wait! That's her car? Is she rich like me? Only wealthiest can afford the freaking Bugatti Chiron Super Sport 300! Even myself is still waiting for mine to be delivered this month.

I took a mental note of her plate number and head to my car. I'm curious to know who she is. I need to know who she is...

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