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    Damien De Lores is the man your mother warned you about. He is a Tsunami. Hees, he takes, he leaves. At 33, he is the Country’s most renowned Bachelor and most famous yboy. He’s rich, tall, drop-dead gorgeous, with ocean-blue eyes that could steal your breath. I am Damien’s next Target, and I’m determined not to fall for him.This content ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    “You look beautiful today, Sammy.” Damienplimented, gaping at me. I did not dare peer in his direction.


    I was in the school’s morning assembly, and my focus was my babies ying around while singing. The morning was sunny and beautiful. I already felt that today would be great if I didn’t have to deal with Damien, but he was the owner’s son and the only heir to the St. Lawrence Empire.


    Every day for the past month, he stood beside me in the assembly. Only so that he could remind me of how much he supposedly was in love with me.


    How long can I fight? How far can I run?


    No matter how many times I told him I wasn’t interested, he still found a way to bother me, and it was bing increasingly annoying because Damien had a voice that made you want to fuck him- smooth and silky and domineering.


    “Still ignoring me?” He asked, chuckling. Damien got off from pissing me off, and I was not going to give him that pleasure today.


    I smiled, but I didn’t dare look up at him. I moved away from him, and my focus returned to Hond.


    Your heart is racing hard, Samantha.


    I will never be one of Damien’s toys.


    Hond kept quiet throughout the assembly, as always. I was happy and relieved when the assembly finally ended. Damien made me so anxious and angry. I brushed Damien off my mind immediately after I walked into the ss. He was an asshole, and I wanted nothing more than to kick him in the groin, but I restrained myself every time.


    He was Lucky that I respected his mother so much.


    “Let’s be on our best behavior today, okay?” I announced to my students as they ran into the ss excitedly.


    I looked down to see Cami stepping on a paper. “Cami baby, can I see what you are stepping on.”


    She moved aside, and I picked up the letter.


    How far can you run?


    It was the only thing written on the paper. I threw it away, determined not to let anything spoil my mood.


    Today, I smiled in ss more than usual, and after the bell rang, I was happy to wait longer for Hond’s father. Even though I doubted her father woulde out of his car today.


    I kept reminding myself that yesterday was just a one-time thing, but my heart was not convinced. I wondered why he came out of the car yesterday and if he would do the same today.


    Suddenly, I didn’t me her father so much. He was a busy man, after all. Like all the pupils in my ss, Hond’s dad was very wealthy since it was the school for the rich.


    I won’t deny that I put more effort into dressing up today than ever since I started teaching. Damien must have thought I dressed for him, hence the smirk.


    “Teacher Samantha,” Hond called. Her tiny voice interrupted my trail of thoughts.


    “Yes, love,” I replied with a half-hearted smile. I pulled her cheeks and kissed her forehead. “What is it? Tell me.”


    She didn’t reply. She looked down at her book and smiled broadly. Then she showed me what she had drawn. The sketch had two big eyes, one hand, and a nose. It was the only thing human about the drawing. The head was a big circle, and the legs were so thin, but they were spread wide apart.


    “Wow.” I blushed. I bit my lips in a futile attempt to stifle myughter. Her eyes beamed. “This is so beautiful.” I praised.


    She jumped up, squealed, and hugged me. Iughed when she wrapped her tiny hands around me. I tickled her, loving the rich sound of herughter. Her brown curly hair bounced as she jumped.


    She wiggled out of my embrace and started to run. I sighed. When she was in the mood, Hond loved to y a lot. I pursued her around the ss while she kept on squealing and giggling. Herughter would increase any time I got closer to her.


    When exhausted, I stretched my hands and caught her by the waist. “Gotcha.” Iughed.


    I was panting and heaving, but it didn’t take away my joy from seeing her happy.


    “Hond baby, I’m tired,” I said, breathing heavily.


    “Good afternoon.” The same deep voice from yesterday greeted me. My heart almost stopped.


    I turned around, dropping Hond down on her feet.


    I was wearing a green gown today that matched my amber eyes, unlike the suit I always wear. The dress was tight around my curves, and a little cleavage showed from the V-neck. I forgot to drop my long blonde hair from the band, which I used to hold my hair up in a ponytail. Even with that error, I knew I looked better than yesterday. My hand involuntarily went to my choker just to hide the cleavage leaking out more from ying with Hond. I felt embarrassed. Yes, I wanted to seduce him, but I didn’t want it to be that obvious.


    You look so good he can’t resist you.


    It is against school rules to befriend a parent; remember Samantha. What if you are caught?