second, the whole sex tape thing in the end. i would've given this 4.5 stars i swear had that not happened bcs it felt too cliched right at the end, too! it's literally THE most overused trope and it just kinda spoilt my mood and my enjoyment by a lot, so i had to take down a few points for that lmao. it wasn't just that it had happened, it was that the miscommunication thing happened along with it and i hated that.

She wants me to be like everyone else that worships her, but what she doesn’t realize is that they only worship her because of her means and her family, not her rancid personality—she’s an heiress to the Kingston empire after all. She is one of the richest… scratch that, she is the richest person in England, barring the monarchy. As if it’s not enough being the school’s outcast because of my financial status, now my sexuality seemed to be a problem too. Why couldn’t she just mess with some other gay kid? Why did it have to be me?the friend group both of them had was everything!! i wouldn't mind getting a story for each of them too, bcs Kai. Victoria. Aryan. LOVED THEM ALL!! The real question is, why am I wasting my time tutoring these kids? I ponder on the question as I walk out of the school library. Well, tutoring does have its benefits; like looking exceptional on my university application forms, which is the only thing that really matters to me.

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There is not a single thought in this boy's head. Not even one! Would it be offensive to say I saw this coming? I mean, he’s a typical student here; annoying and entitled. This is our fifth session and I haven’t received an iota of work from him since we began. Even right now, he’s just staring at me with this dazed, blank look. She laughs that same cruel laughter I’ve been accustomed to hearing for the last five years. “Are you that terrified of me?” Authors, if you are a member of the Goodreads Author Program, you can edit information about your own books. Find out how in this guide.

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We couldn’t be more different. I was academically inclined, whereas they couldn’t care less and focused more on physical pursuits. I was poor, they were rich, which didn’t make a difference to me. Maybe you should give him a shot then,” Victoria suggests in a half amused, half snarky tone. Someone’s deflecting.

My insides freeze at her words; the demanding tone, the smug look on her face, and the control that she clearly gets off so hard on. She can think again; I would rather be skinned alive than ever let Juliette Kingston tell me what to do. Although I feel my brain cells dwindling, which is starting to drain me the more I continue to tutor them, there are still some perks to it and if something is beneficial to me, especially to my education, I’m doing it. I don't want us to just be two bodies anymore, I want us to be two minds too. I want you to tell me.❞ In my dreams? Never,” I say, my tone reeking of boredom as I close my textbook. “The only time I would ever dream about you is if I was having a nightmare.” Not my best retort but to be fair, I’m tired.Biology.” I beam. They both groan in unison at my obvious excitement. They could make fun of me all they wanted—and they often did—but that would never change how much I adored biology. I would get down on my knees, even sell everyone I know if biology asked me to. It’s my absolutely favourite subject. I’ve loved biology ever since I was a child and realized I wanted to become a surgeon. Plus, he is very pretty to look at,” Aryan adds wistfully. Both Victoria and I can’t help but nod in agreement at his comment. Good afternoon,” Professor Khalid greets as he walks in and places his bags down on the table in the middle of the science lab. I force a sarcastic smile on my face. “I’m sure he wouldn’t mind. He quite enjoyed the peace and quiet there.” It's like you're married to those headphones.” I feel my headphones being snatched off my precious head, which simultaneously snaps me out of my thoughts.