Heart of the Underage by Astrid R (mobi ebook reader txt) ๐
An underage girl Gabriella Snow escaped from her family for forcing her to marry an old stranger when she turned 17. She hated arrogant jerk and especially to a rich guy - who thought they could buy every girls' freedom. From a luxury life, she landed on a poor than the rat lifestyle.
When the two different world collides everything explode and their life changes when they realised that, the things that they hate the most is their destiny.
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I looked beside me and saw a short man who looked in middle 20โs with a weird hairstyle. His eyes were chestnut brown and he has a small beard on his chin. He was looking at me with curiosity. I looked back at him in the same manner.
โIโm sorry what was that?โ I asked.
He shifted his weight on his right foot and cleared his throat. โI said, are you Mr Montgomeryโs partner tonight?โ
I arched my brow, โYea, I am. Do you have a problem with that?โ
He was taken aback with the tone of my voice, but he quickly pulled it out. โActually I do-โ he started but I cut him off.
โWell, good on you because I donโt, so back off.โ I said rudely and shooed him with my hands.
I was holding my glass really hard and breathing rapidly of anger. I hate people who judge someone whom they doesn't know who they really are. But most of all, I hate people who judge or dislike the people I love.
โHeโs quite rude, isnโt he? No one likes Mr Bachmann. He thinks that heโs always on the top.โ A voice said behind me.
I turned around and saw a breath-taking hot hunk, holding a glass of champagne of his hand while looking towards the rude guy โ I guess the rude guyโs name was Mr Bachmann.
The hunk walked beside me and offered me a drink. I shook my head and he shrugged. I looked down at my champagne and nodded.
โYea, heโs absolutely rude.โ I commented.
The hunk stretched out his hand towards me, โIโm Michael Aylmer, by the way.โ
I shook his hand, โGabrielโฆ Gabriella Snow.โ
He looked at for a second before looking ahead. โHmmmโฆ Nice name, though the surname is really familiar.โ
I freeze and quickly responded in shaky voice, โYou do realised that there are heaps who has 'Snow' surname, right?โ
He nodded and rubbed his jawline, โWell, youโre right. How old are you by the way? You look reallyโฆ young.โ He looked me up and down and I felt my cheeks redden.
โUhโฆ Iโm still 18,โ I replied looking down on the floor.
I heard him chuckle, โOhโฆ thatโs why lots of guys were looking at you the whole night since you arrive in that door.โ
I looked up and he wasnโt lying. I caught a few eyes on my direction and I feel my blood creeps on my neck.
โItโs not that many,โ I mumbled.
I saw him shook his head in the corner of my eye, โYea, well, there are many behind us.โ
I turned around and surely, there were eyes making hole on my back. Most of them looked at me like Iโm a piece of meat and I felt a shiver ran down my spine.
โAre you cold?โ Michael asked.
Before I could answer back, he removed his jacket off his masculine body and put it on my small figure.
โThanks,โ I mumbled.
Michael smiled and nodded. My knees weaken and lost my balance but Michael quickly pulled me up by my waist like a thunder. Our face was only centimetres apart. I could feel his normal breathing comes out from his nostrils. His blue eyes were looking at mine intensely. His hands were on my waist holding me tight. I feel so small on his arms.
I feel him leaned closer and I freeze. My heart stop beating and I found myself lost on his gaze. I slowly move my eyes down to his thin and slightly pink lips. His lips looks so smooth and I bet it taste good when it would connect to mine.
His lips was getting closer and closer and I started to close my eyes but soon fly open when I feel a fingers tap my shoulder.
I quickly move away from Michaelโs grasp and straighten myself before looking face to face to none other than Carlo Ferrero.
My eyes widen in surprise and my mouth slightly open. His face was neutral but his eyes said the opposite. His eyes were full of anger, hatred and ready to kill. I shook my head and close my eyes not believing what I saw and opened it back. He was looking at me like I did something wrong.
โCarlo, what are you doing here?โ I asked, still shock.
โI should ask you the same thing,โ he replied venomously.
I flinch at his voice and started fiddling at my fingers. Uh-ohโฆ he is mad. This only mean one thing, Iโm in a big trouble.
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