William Johnson
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[ From: Unknown number We are attending a party tomorrow evening and I'm already bored. How about you go in here on Sunday? Or should I go to you on Sunday so we can hang out? Or are you busy with work? Let me know. If you don't reply, I will just go see you. *o*/ ] Maxen had his brows furrowed when he received the first message the unknown number. But after reading the next message, he laughed. "It sounds like her," he muttered while staring at her message. "Even during weekends, she bothers me." He…-
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Days had passed like usual, but Cosette cherished each day. Even though they were the recurring events of waking up early to make lunch boxes, hitch a ride with Conrad to the bus stop, going to school, having lunch with Maxed and the girls — and their slightly growing number as some of their classmates also started bringing lunch boxes — and walking home with Maxen. Cosette smiled as her eyes softened, gazing down at the diary she was writing. Ever since she started making lunch boxes, she decided to…
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Like any other day like usual, the bell rang when classes were over. Today Cosette would have to clean the classroom once again. So, as soon as the bell rang, she pivoted on her chair and faced Maxen. "What do you want now?" asked Maxen out of irritation as he picked up his almost empty bag. "I will have to clean the room." She pouted as her shoulders lowered. "Will you wait for me?" He quirked a brow. "And why will I wait for you?" "Because we're friends? Aren't you worried that this young lady will…
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Days had passed since Maxen stayed over in the Blac's mansion. Even after knowing that she was an heiress, Cosette thought Maxen didn't care because he treated her the same. Not that she was complaining. Actually, it was better than he was letting her stick around him, despite all that revelation. Things had been great between them too! They didn't skip classes anymore because Maxen would get back to class after lunch. Of course, they would still eat on the rooftop or in the classroom during…
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"Bye-bye, Papa~!" Cosette waved at Conrad as the window of the back passenger seat rolled up. Ever since Cosette hitched a ride with Conrad, it somehow became their routine now. Her father was now the person dropping her off at the bus stop, just like today. Maxen glanced at her as she still kept waving even when the car sped away. He remained silent as he looked in the other way, checking if the next bus was coming. "Max, you didn't eat a lot this breakfast." He nearly flinched when she came up to his…
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Morning came, and Maxen was already up before dawn. Although this was the first time he slept in such a lavish place, his thoughts kept him awake almost the entire night. "This is just a guest room, but it also has a bathroom and many stuff," he mumbled while drying his damped hair with a towel, looking around at the spacious hotel-like guest room. "Their bathroom has more space than my place." A faint breath slipped past his lips as he glanced back at the bathroom door he came from. The butler came to…
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Cosette was pacing back and forth in her room nervously, unaware that she had been biting the tip of her thumb. She wanted to join Conrad and Maxen just to make sure her father wouldn't say anything that might trigger the villain in the making. All the efforts in getting Maxen's trust would all go down the drain if that happened. "Young Miss, here's your…" Lucia trailed off as she entered the young miss's room, catching the latter pace back and forth without even noticing her presence. She sighed, but…
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In Conrad's study room, Maxen stood near the entrance while Conrad approached the stand where a decanter of wine was stored. But just before he could pour himself a glass, he looked back at the young man he invited for a talk. "Sit down, Mister Cloven." Conrad motioned his hand towards the couch, picked up the decanter and two empty glasses, and perched on the head seat. Maxen was on the long couch. "Do you drink?" asked Conrad as soon as he placed the decanter and glasses on the coffee table, glancing…
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Maxen had already assumed that Cosette was pampered at home. Her appearance already gave the biggest hint that she was someone whose parents would give everything. But he never actually thought Cosette was a real-life princess! He looked at the enormous gates that automatically opened for the car, driving through the long driveway towards the mansion he had only seen on television. Cosette was chatting with her father as she sat in the middle of Conrad and Maxen. The father and daughter duo weren't even…
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"Bye…" Cosette waved at Maxen when they reached the bus stop where he would usually get off. Their routine every time they go home after school was Maxen getting off before her and that was how her day with him would end. But today, Maxen simply looked at her and didn't move a muscle. "Huh?" her brows furrowed, darting her eyes from him who stood on the aisle to the window. "Max, you're already here. The bus will start moving soon if you don't get off!" "I know." She blinked twice and looked at him…
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