Author's POV

"Boss, please spare me, give me more time please!" a man who looks about the age of thirty was kneeling in front of a tall young man wearing a black suit and tie, holding a gun in his right hand, playing with it while looking at him. They were surrounded by many men in black suits too, smiling and glaring at each other. The room was a torture cell, different weapons and stains of blood were evident on the floor and on the wall.

There was blood on the side of the lips of the poor man, his eyes seemed to be punched so many times that it made a violet circle around it. "Boss, I will pay you next week, I swear. If I don't, then you can kill me!"

"Renzo, I already gave you one month to pay me, and now, you're asking for another week?"

"Boss, please... please forgive me..." he was already crying, the tears in his eyes and the blood all over his face were already mixing. Then the man rose up from his chair, standing before the poor guy, "You know how I fucking hate liars, Renzo. I fucking hate it whenever someone tries to fool me andd you know what I do to them?" his thick black brows rose up and his grey eyes turned dark as he pointed the gun to the man's head. "Boss...don't do this...don't..."

"Say hi to the devil for me, Renzo."

Baam.

The sound of the gun reverberated through the whole cell as blood came dripping on the floor. Vincent tossed the gun to the floor as he began walking towards one of his men and wiped his hands with a white hand towel. "Throw him somewhere, then give money to his family. Clean those mess, this cell smells fuck now."

"Yes, Boss."

Then he finally walked towards the exit with the other men following him. No expression on his face, his eyes were cold and his strong and tall frame made him look like a total mafia boss that everyone is afraid of. He has curly black hair, a pointed nose, high cheekbones, and a prominent lower jaw and chin. "Where are we heading now?" he asked his men.

"To Mr. Laurens, Sir. The CEO of Laurencio Holdings."

"That old man who pleaded for me to help him with his business?" Vincent asked, litting up the cigarette that Joe handed him, his assistant. "He wouldn't be where he is today if I didn't help him."

"He still owes you $900 Billion, Sir. I've heard that he is also planning to make an alliance with Mr. Romano."

Vincent almost laughed when he heard that, "Romano's in my pocket. Is he thinking that he could really start a war against me by running into people who have big debts to me too? Dickhead."

His men laughed as they opened the door of a black limousine for him. "Let's test his bravery. I'm going to play with that old hag."

***

Mr.Laurens was relaxing at his swivel chair after a meeting with a well-known mafia boss in town named Pablo, he talked to him and asked for an alliance against Vincent but the man said that he couldn't do that since Vincent is his boss too. "Damn you, Hastings. Gathering all the people and making them your men. You're a real asshole, I won't let you have your hands around my neck this time."

Then the door went open, just as he was about to stand up and turn his head to see who just arrived, someone pushed him down, his face on the tiled ceramic floor. "W-Who the hell--

"Long time no see, Laurens."

Upon hearing that cold deep voice, Mr. Laurens already knew who it was. "V-Vincent Hastings?"

"Oh, so you still remember me, huh?"

"W-What are you doing here? What do you need from me?"

Vincent laughed like a devil, then he walked towards Mr. Laurens and grabbed him by the head, effortlessly lifting him up with one arm. "What do I need from you? Are you even serious? Are you sure you don't know why the hell I am here?"

"I-If it's about the debt that I owe you, I-I don't have that amount of money yet... I can only pay you $900 Million for now..."

"$900 Million? What do you want me to do with that? Buy a candy?"

"V-Vincent, I will pay you next month, I promise you, I will pay you next month..." he pleaded, trying to take Vincent's hands off his collar, almost choking him. "Please, spare me..."

Vincent clenched his jaw as he pushed him on the wall, so hard that Mr. Hastings groaned with pain. "How many times did I hear that line today? All of the people that I talked to pleaded to me too, and do you know what happened to them?"

"N-No, no Vincent please, I will definitely pay you, I can even do whatever you want me to do..."

"By the way, I've heard that you tried to talk to Romano and Pablo, is that true?"

Mr. Laurens' eyes widened, "W-Who told that to you? I-I didn't--

Vincent suddenly punched the wall next to his face, he closed his eyes with his trembling body. "You know what pisses me off the most aside from liars?" He let go of him and took a step back, putting his hand inside his pocket, "Traitors. I really hate it when someone's trying to make a move behind my back especially when I helped them climb the stairs up to where they are right now. You should try being grateful, Laurens." then he took a gun and pointed it to Mr. Lauren's who's eyes are now widened, looking at Vincent.

"Vincent... N-No, this company still needs me... my people still needs me... my family needs me..."

"And satan said that he needs you now too."

"N-No, Vincent... I could give you everything... I can be your servant... I will give you everything just not this company..."

"Aside from this company, what else do you have?" Vincent asked, playing with the trigger of the gun, still pointed at the poor man.

"I-I have 200 yatchs, 300 mansions, cruises, I-I have three daughters! You can marry one of them if you want!"

Vincent laughed, "You are offering your own daughter to me? is that how desperate you are?"

"J-Just don't kill me..."

Vincent thought for a while before opening his mouth again, "Are your daughters beautiful? Or they look like you too?"

His men laughed from behind him. "T-The youngest is the most beautiful among them..."

"And you will give her to me?"

"Y-Yes..."

"Okay, show her to me tomorrow. No, bring all of your daughters to me. Bring them to me tomorrow night. If you don't do what you promised, I wouldn't hesitate to kill you this time."

Sophie's POV

As soon as the bell ring for the dismissal, I immediately took my backpack and was about to leave the classroom when my professor suddenly called me, "Miss Laurens."

"M-Miss?"

"Can you tell Mr. Jacobs to meet me at my office?" she said, fixing her eyeglasses. She's a beautiful woman at her 20s, our professor in literature, my favorite subject. I quickly nodded as I clutched my books to my chest. "Yes, Miss."

"Thank you."

Mr. Jacobs was our school doctor here in our University. He's handsome with his blonded hair slicked back, his deep emerald eyes that could melt someone who dares to stare at him. He also has the body of a Greek God which make all of the girls here drool over him. And if you ask me if I like him, is it so obvious?

I first met him during my first day here in this University, he approached me because I got lost and didn't know where my building was then he told me where and even accompanied me until I finally found it. I thought he was my classmate too because he looks too young that's why I got surprised when I knew that he works as the official University doctor here.

My heart started beating so loud when I saw Mr. Jacobs sitting on his usual swivel chair writing something on paper. He was wearing an eyeglass that he used to wear which made him look intelligent and attractive to me. How can he sit there, just write and look incredibly handsome? I wonder if he already has a girlfriend, I wish he's single. "Err... Doctor Kristan..."

He stopped writing and looked at my direction, a smile immediately appeared on his face as soon as he saw me. "Sophie!"

"G-Good Morning, Doctor Kristan." I smiled sweetly, a smile that I will never show to anyone but him. He stood up and walked towards me, his smile didn't vanish. "How are you feeling? Is there something I can help you?"

Oh God, there goes the most handsome man I have ever seen in my life. Can I just tell him that I'm not feeling well because my heart seems like it's about to jump off my chest right now? "N-No, doctor. Miss Perry wants to see you at her office."

"Oh, well thank you for going here. I will go there immediately."

"Thank you, Mr. Jacobs. I will be going now." I said, averting my gaze from his. He then patted my head and smiled, "Thanks, Sophie."

I was touched by an angel! What an honor!

"You're welcome Mr. Jacobs... hehehe... s-see you tomorrow..."

"See you, Sophie."

Then I finally started walking towards the door, still waving at him. I could just literally sit there and watch him breath for all my life. Did that sound creepy?

I heaved a deep sigh when I closed the door, smile still on my face. Oh, Mr. Jacobs, can you just be mine?

If only I could have him, but that's impossible. I'm just a student, I don't have anything to boast about except from my grades. But I promised to myself that one day, when I finally have my own job and I finally have enough money, I will go back here and confess to him. I hope I have a chance.

"Teacher Sophiee!!!" Laila, one of my students came running to me as soon as she saw me enter the kindergarten. She's always excited to see me that's why I'm always excited to go here and see her too, I really love kids. "Laila!!!"

Just when she was about to run towards me, a man suddenly walked past her, and so she fell onto the ground after bumping on the man's legs. "Leila!"

I quickly ran towards Leila to see if she was okay, "Leila, I'm so sorry, are you alright?"

"Teacher... S-Sophiee.... waaaaa...." she then began crying. "Ssssh... stop crying Leila, it's alright. Don't cry now, I will buy you an ice cream okay?" I guided her to a nearby bench and have her sit there as I glanced at the man to whom she bumped on to. He was just casually walking with his hands in his pocket as if nothing happened. What a rude man he is, not even apologizing to a kid?! Is he even a human?!

With my blood boiling and my fist shaking with anger, I walked towards that man and grabbed him by his arm to stop him from walking, "H-Hey Mister!"

He stopped walking when he heard my voice, he looked at my hand that was holding his arm and finally faced me. My eyes automatically widened as soon as I saw his face and realized how tall he was that he's already towering me. His cold gray eyes stared intently at me, I can't even see any emotion on his face, i-is he a robot?

"What do you want from me?" he asked, then I realized that I was still holding his arm and so I immediately let go of it and stared back at him as I gulped. What is happening to me? Why does his aura feels intimidating? He's definitely not ugly because HE IS SO HANDSOME as hell but I don't know why he looks fearful even though I don't really know him yet. "L-Leila... the kid who bumped on to you a while ago..."

"What about her?" his brows are now furrowed as if he's turning impatient.

"Why didn't you stop and ask her if she's okay? She's a kid, you should've at least said sorry."

He looked at me as if I was crazy then a smirk appeared on his face, "Hey woman, do you even know who you're talking to right now?"

Sophie’s POV

“I-I don’t care who you are but all I know is that you can’t just leave a kid crying after hurting her.” I said while maintaining eye-to-eye contact with the Greek god standing before me with his expressionless face. He looks only as young as me but why is he so tall?

His right brow raised as he looked at me, “So you don’t really know me?”

“I don’t know you, okay? Do I even have to know who you are?”

I don’t even know where did I get that bravery. I just stared at him although my hands were already shaking. His eyes were sharp and I think I could already die with his glare. “You’re quite brave, huh? Well, let’s see where your bravery would take you.”

Without any warning, the man grabbed me by the waist and pressed his lips on mine. My eyes widened and I froze in place. I placed my hands on his chest to push him off but he was so strong that it became useless. He forcefully parted my lips with his tongue and I just found myself closing my eyes as if I was enjoying it. When he finally let go of me, that’s when I realized what just happened. I raised my hand and slapped him on his right cheek. “Y-You bastard! W-Why did you do that?!”

“Thanks for the dessert, see you around some other time.” He said as he turned around and started walking away. I badly wanted to stop him and punch him in the face but my feet just won’t cooperate. I was just looking at him with my mouth open until he finally stepped inside a black limousine together with his men laughing. I balled my hand into a fist as I yelled at the top of my lungs, “YOU PERVERTED ASSHOLE!!”

“Teacher Sophie!” I only stopped cursing that man in my head when Laila suddenly approached me. I knelt down and carried her in my arms.

“I-I’m sorry, Laila. Are you alright?”

She shook her head. “I’m fine, Teacher Sophie.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. That man, the man kissed you a while ago. Is he your boyfriend, teacher Sophie?” Laila innocently asked without even knowing how her question automatically made my face blush.

I wasn’t able to answer quickly. “L-Laila, let’s just go inside already okay? For sure your other classmates are already waiting for us.” I changed the topic.

“Okay…” my ever-obedient student replied.

I wasn’t able to focus on what I was teaching the whole time because of what happened. Good thing my students didn’t notice that. I rode the bus going home and went straight to my room as soon as I arrived. I lay down on my bed and closed my eyes. Erase that incident in your mind, Sophie. Just pretend that it didn’t happen, okay?

Then I snapped my eyes open. “Did I just… did I just let a stranger kiss me?”

I let a stranger kiss me?!!! How dare he do that to me?!

That was my first kiss… the kiss that I wanted to experience with Mr. Jacobs… Now it’s gone… I already gave my first kiss to a stranger.

I lay down on my bed and hugged one of my pillows as tears began running down my face. “My first kiss… that bastard…”

“Sophie? Are you already there?”

I suddenly heard dad’s voice coming from outside of my room. I hurriedly sat up and wiped my tears away before walking towards my door and opened it. “D-Dad?”

“I’m so glad you’re already here, Sophie. Can we talk for a while?” dad asked.

“Sure dad, have a seat, please.” I said as I pulled a chair for him. I sat on the couch and looked at him. “What is it, dad?”

Dad straightened his back before looking at me, “Sophie, there’s actually something that I want you to know. Wait, did you cry?”

“H-Huh? N-No, I didn’t. My eyes just look like this whenever I-I feel sleepy…”

“Y-Yes, dad. By the way, what is it you want to tell me?”

He heaved a sigh then he looked at me. He seemed to be hesitating about what he was going to say. “Sophie, listen very carefully. I-I think it’s already time for you to get married.”

“W-What? Get married?”

“I know how hard for you to stay in this house, Sophie. Your step-siblings treat you like a servant, don’t you get tired of that? Don’t you sometimes wish you could just leave here and be free? I mean, I just want you to be happy, Sophie.”

“Dad, I’m still seventeen and I am still studying. I don’t have any intentions of getting married to someone and I—I don’t even have a boyfriend.”

“I can suggest a man.” He suddenly said which made me look at him.

I furrowed my brows, “D-Dad? You’re really planning to have me get married already? But I don’t want to get married to anyone yet, daddy. I want to finish my studies first, I want to fulfill my dreams, I want to make you proud, a-and I want to marry the man that I really love.”

“But I think—

“Dad, I’m fine, okay? I know you’re just worried about me. Don’t worry, I can do it all, I can serve my siblings, I can study and work at the same time. There’s no need for you to worry about, okay?” I said as I smiled at him. “By the way, would you like me to make some coffee for you?”

“No, I’m fine Sophie. Just take your rest already, I know you’re already tired. By the way, we’ll be having a family dinner tomorrow. You know that restaurant we used to eat at?”

I nodded, “Yes. But, do you we have any occasion tomorrow?”

“Yes, I would like you to meet someone. Make sure you’ll go there after your work, okay?”

“Okay.”

Dad stood up and patted me on my head, “Just always remember that I love you so much, Sophie.”

“I love you so much too, dad.”