🌺WHEN WE
FELL💞💜
(Forever yours…)
THEME: CANDY HEARTS
CHAPTER 3 & 4
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Written: By, Succy j
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{Taming you will be fun..}
★★★★★
(SOMEWHERE IN SAN FRANSISCO, 7:15)
As the first rays of the morning sun peeked through the ornate curtains of her bedroom, Isabella stirred in her soft, silk-lined bed. In the corner of the room, an opulent alarm clock chimed with a melodic tune, signaling the start of a new day. Isabella groggily reached out and silenced the alarm with a gentle press of her manicured finger.
She laid back on the bed trying to get back to sleep.
The room dazzled with elegance and sophistication. The walls were adorned with intricate artwork, paintings that captured moments frozen in time. A crystal chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting iridescent light in a mesmerizing dance across the room. The wooden floor was polished to a mirror-like finish, reflecting the grandeur of the space.
The alarm clock ranged again, and this time Issabella stood up from the bed.
Her eyes widened when she sighted the wall clock.
“d@mn! 7:15. I can’t be late at my first day as a transferred teacher” She muttered to herself.
Isabella stretched her arms above her head, feeling the softness of Egyptian cotton sheets against her fingertips. Lush velvet drapes were pulled back, revealing large floor-to-ceiling windows that offered a breathtaking view of rolling hills and a beautifully landscaped garden.
As Isabella swung her legs over the edge of the bed, her feet sunk into a plush Persian rug that caressed her skin. She rose from the bed, revealing her elegant morning attire, a silk robe adorned with delicate floral patterns. The room was filled with the subtle fragrance of exotic flowers, thanks to the bouquet placed strategically on a marble-topped antique dresser.
Just as Isabella stepped towards her vanity mirror, the door creaked open, and her friend Matilda entered. Matilda, dressed in a stylish tailored suit, radiated energy and enthusiasm. Her presence brought a burst of liveliness to the room.
“What the hell! Don’t tell me you are not ready yet. It is 7: 30 already” Matilda yelled.
“I know okay.” Issabella said.
Matilda sighed.
“Bestie you don’t wanna be late on your first day as a teacher in a transfer branch so you better get your lazy @zz to the bathroom” Matilda yelled.
“Beside.. Why didn’t you wake me up?” She yelled, as she rushed into the bathroom.
“I did. You were the one who was snoring like a f-__-ked up zombie” Matilda yelled back.
★★★★★
(MR SAMUEL MANSION)
“Druahhhhhh” the alarm clock rang loudly through the room.
“d@mn! Who set the f-__-king alarm” he yelled angrily and fling the alarm clock to the wall making it crash to the ground.
He hissed and drifted off to sleep again.
The door opened revealing a maid.
“Young master is it time for you to get ready for school” The maid said.
“f-__-k off Ɓîtçh” Angelo yelled.
The maid sighed and walked away.
He hissed, and opened his eyes.
As Angelo slowly rouses from his deep slumber on the plush, satin-covered bed, the sound of hushed footsteps approaches. Two elegantly dressed maids, their uniforms immaculate, enter the room with a tray adorned with a steaming cup of coffee. They move gracefully, their every action mirroring practiced precision.
“Good morning young master” They bowed down respectively.
Angelo just rolled his eyes.
One of the maids gently places the tray on the ornate bedside table while the other draws back the lavish drapes, revealing a breathtaking view of the sprawling estate grounds. Sunlight dances on the sparkling surface of the crystal chandelier hanging above, filling the room with a soft radiance.
“You need to take your bath sir” one of them said.
Angelo scoffed.
“I know of that Ɓîtçh. You don’t have to remind me” He said, and walked into the bathroom.
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He stood in front of the mirror as the maids helped him dress up.
Angelo is a f-__-king rich dude that he got everything he need without no stress
Carefully, the maids glide towards Angelo. With delicate hands, they begin to dress him in a tailor-made school uniform, each button meticulously fastened and pleat expertly aligned. Their professionalism is evident, a stark contrast to Angelo’s carefree demeanor.
As Angelo’s eyes meet the reflection of the maids in the ornate mirror, a mischievous smile tugs at his lips.
He bite his lips as he watched her exposed cleavages.
He slowly turned to look at her, and winked at her making the girl blush.
His attention shifts momentarily towards an inner turmoil. His mind wanders to the memory of a recent encounter, a forbidden liaison in the privileged confines of a private jet. His thoughts swirl with a mix of desire, as he wonders about the girl he shared that passionate moment with.
He was going crazy for her. Last night he couldn’t stop thinking about her.
Those memories about her was something he doesn’t want to forget.
He chuckled and drink from his coffee.
Angelo sipped from the perfectly brewed coffee, the rich aroma cascading through the air, heightening his senses. He inhales deeply, the memories of yesterday moment still inside of him.
“Your parent left this morning” Of the maids said.
Angelo Scoffed.
“They can go to to hell for all i care. I don’t give a d@mn about them” Angelo said..and walked out.
Wonder why he behave that Way?
Angelo might be the rich spoiled brat but he lack parent love and attention.
They are not always there with him instead they always on a business trip..and this is one of the reasons he is so spoilt..
★★★★
(Crystal high school)
🗣️”He is here”
“Oh my goodness! My crush is here”
Everyone rushed out as Angelo walked out of hi car with pride filled inside of him.
He was that popular boy I’m school that every girl crush on and even some of his teachers.
🗣️”I love you so much angelo”
🗣️”Awwn. You are so pretty”
🗣️”I a ready to give you my body” A girl yelled.
Angelo turned sharply to look at the girl and then he scoffed.
“Not with the skinny body girl. You are going to break when I start banging you” Angelo muttered to himself.
“Seriously dude. The girl just wanted to offer you her body” Josh who was beside him said teasingly.
“I don’t f-__-k skinny girls like her. She looks like someone who hasn’t eating for days and trust me she will pass out when I start banging her.” Angelo said, and josh Bursted into laughter.
As they walked to the class someone jumped on him making him frowned.
He turned around in annoyance only to see it was bethel.
He rolled his eyes and pushed her away harshly almost making her fall.
“I don’t f-__-k girls twice. Get that into your f-__-king head and Even I was there’s no way I am going to go back into that deep ocean because it stinks as hell” He said.
Josh bursted into laughter while evelyn just frown In embarrassment.
Josh couldn’t just stop laughing. It was so funny for him.
“Now if you don’t mind. Get lost” he pushed her out of his way and walked into the classroom.
🗣️”Hi angelo”
🗣️”Josh you are looking so pretty”
The girls winked at them as they walked into the class.
Almost the door opened and two women walked in.
🗣️”Oh my God! Who is the woman beside the principal”
🗣️”She is looking so pretty as hell”
🗣️”Is she a teacher?”
🗣️”Oh f-__-king goodness! Her beauty is out of this world”
“Settle down students” The principal yelled, and they all kept quiet immediately.
“This is miss Isabella and she’s going to be your class teacher from now on” The principal announced.
The students stared at each other and then to Isabella.
Angelo eyes Widened as he stared at her.
He could swear that was her.
Her beauty was something he was never going to forget.
He smirked evilly, waiting for her to see him.
He could not wait to see the reaction on her face after all she had taught they were never going to see each other again.
Isabella turned to his direction. Her eyes widened in horror as he sighted him sitting with his leg crossed while staring at her.
She staggered backward in horror.
“Are you okay miss Issabella?” The principal asked in concern, and she nodded slowly, turning her gaze away from him.
She never expected her to meet him again..but here he was staring at her.
Issabella’s heart raced as she caught sight of Angelo across the room. Conflicting emotions washed over her, a blend of shock, confusion, and an undeniable sense of regret. She felt a knot tightening in her stomach, as the weight of their impulsive flight tryst pressed upon her conscience.
As their eyes locked, Angelo’s lips curled into a subtle, knowing smirk. It was a revelation of his true character.
He raised his eyebrows, and she quickly looked away from him, making him chuckled.
“Miss Issabella you can take over from here.” The principal said and walked out.
Isabella gulped down.
She suddenly felt shy to even say a word probably because angelo was here.
This was unlike her.
“Hmmmm hi..I am miss Issabella” she shuttered nervously
The students scoffed.
“So we are going to be starting by everyone introducing himself to me. Starting from the first person” She pointed to a boy at the front roll.
“My name is Sam” He said.
Isabella nodded.
She pointed to a girl.
“My name is Samantha” she replied.
Angelo’s gaze moved along with her, and a mischievous smirk danced upon his lips. There was an undeniable tension in the air as their eyes locked, both knowing the intimate secret they shared from their encounter on the plane.
Isabella’s heart skipped a beat as she felt his eyes upon her, her own gaze nervously darting away, pretending not to notice his presence. The shock of seeing each other again in such a setting sent shivers down her spine.
As the students kept introducing themselves, Angelo’s gaze remained fixed on Issabella, observing her every movement and subtlety. His eyes traced the curve of her lips, the way she walked, and the gentle rise and fall of her chest with each breath. He reveled in the power he held over her, knowing that the memory of their passionate encounter stirred within her as strongly as it did within him.
Isabella fought to maintain her composure, desperately attempting to suppress the emotions bubbling within her. She was shocked to her core, but also intrigued and captivated by the enigmatic and seductive presence of Angelo. With each stolen glance, she found herself becoming insecure.
In this delicate dance of desire and restraint, Angelo’s smirk grew only wider. He took pleasure in Isabella’s disconcerted state, relishing the control he held over her emotions. Yet, hidden beneath his facade of confidence, a hint of vulnerability betrayed his true feelings. He couldn’t deny the undeniable connection they shared, nor the undeniable effect she had on him.
As the class wore on, their eyes locked and then averted, like a secret language shared only between them. Angelo’s smirk became a silent invitation, enticing Isabella to succumb to the temptation of their forbidden encounter once more.
Isabella gulped down as she got to were he is.
“Can you hmmm… Introduce yourself” she shuttered.
Angelo raised his eyebrows and smirked.
“My name is angelo” he wink at her.
Isabella just nodded and quickly walk away from him.
She really does fell shy or nervous around him and to even think he can expose her was scaring the $h|t out of her.
🗣️”Did you see that.?”
🗣️”Angelo just winked at the teacher but she said nothing”
🗣️”I think they have something personal with the way they have been staring at each other since she walked in” The students whispered to themselves.
Isabella sighed.
“Bring out your biology note. That’s our first subject for today…
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As Issabella explained the topic, she could swear Angelo was staring at her, and God knows if he has even blink.
The way he was staring at her was making her feel uncomfortable.
As Angelo sat in class, his gaze rarely left the elegant movements of his teacher, Issmabella. Unable to resist his admiration for her beauty, he surreptitiously sketched her on a sheet of paper. Lost in his infatuation, his focus wavered, causing him to miss Issabella’s question.
He smirked as he stared at the painting.
Issabella’s patience dwindled as she confronted Angelo. “Angelo, are you even paying attention? This is important,” she exclaimed, her voice laced with frustration.
Caught off guard, Angelo’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment. He struggled to find the right words to respond, his mind clouded by his admiration for his teacher. However, his nervousness soon transformed into an unexpected confidence.
With a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, Angelo leaned forward, giving Issabella a playful smile. “I apologize, Issabella. Your captivating presence has me engrossed in an entirely different subject,” he replied, trying to lighten the tense moment.
The students gasped in surprise. They knew he was never scared of anybody but they never expected him to say that to a teacher.
Issabella’s stern expression softened momentarily, while she struggled to maintain her professional composure.
“Angelo, this is a classroom, and I am your teacher. We must maintain appropriate boundaries,” she said firmly, and angelo chuckled.
“Oh don’t blame for this miss Issabella. You are the one who wore a short Gown to teach so I got lost staring at your segzy curvy body” He said, with a mischievous smirk on his face.
“Oh” The class yelled in amazement, and then bursted into laughter.
The moment was kinda funny.
Isabella gulped down.
She didn’t know what to say at the moment.
Angelo’s flirtatious nature persisted as he leaned back in his chair, now fully aware of the impact he was having.
Issabella’s face reddened, torn between amusement and the need to reestablish the teacher-student dynamic. “That’s enough, Angelo. Let’s focus on the lesson, shall we?”
With a wink and a nod, Angelo returned his attention to the classroom, secretly relishing in the lingering energy between himself and his beloved teacher.
He stared at the painting and smirked.
“Oh miss Isabella. It is going to be fun taming you” He bite his lip staring at her….
T. B. C.