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Disguised As A Boy To Attend Belmont High School

Rule number one: "As a scholarship student, you should steer clear of the rich kids." Olive raised an eyebrow. "Why? Because of bullying?" she asked, playing dumb, though her mind flashed back to the scene she had witnessed earlier. "Exactly! You should avoid the school heir especially. Bullying's like a sport around here for guys like him. If you offend the wrong person, it won't end well. Trust me, if you want a peaceful year, just stay out of their way." _______ In a world where social hierarchy and family legacy reign supreme, Olivia Williams, a brilliant and determined student, disguises herself as a boy to attend the prestigious Belmont High School. She's won a coveted mathematics scholarship, but her triumph comes with a price: keeping her true identity hidden amidst the treacherous landscape of boarding school life. Enter George Lucas, the charismatic and arrogant heir to Belmont's legacy, who finds himself inexplicably drawn to "Olivia," the mysterious new student. As they engage in a fiery hate-to-love relationship, Olivia must navigate the complexities of her own feelings, the danger of discovery, and the class differences that threaten to tear them apart. As they delve deeper into their whirlwind romance, Olivia and George must confront the dark secrets of their own identities, the weight of family expectations, and the transformative power of love. But with great passion comes great risk: their relationship could upend George's family's reputation and legacy, forcing them to choose between love and loyalty. __________ Warning: Contains 18+ scenes at volume 2. And trust me, this isn't your regular type of highschool romance. Read it and you're sure going to love it.

BLUE_WAVY_ · Teen
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190 Chs
#R18
#WEAKTOSTRONG
#MYSTERY
#DARK
#BETRAYAL
#TEEN
#SWEETLOVE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS
#BADBOY

Recovery and Resolve

Olive limped over to the bathroom, conveniently located inside the bedroom, feeling like she was in a luxury hotel suite.

Upon entering the bathroom, she admired the sleek and modern fixtures. The sink and toilet were made of shiny porcelain, and the shower stall was enclosed in glass. She started filling the bathtub with warm water, grimacing as she eased herself into the tub.

As she soaked in the water, she felt her muscles relaxing and unwinding. Closing her eyes, she let out a deep sigh, thankful for the opportunity to freshen up and tend to her injuries.

After some time, she got out of the tub and dried herself off, wincing as she moved her sore knees. Wrapping herself in a soft towel, she returned to the bedroom where she had set up a first-aid kit and antiseptic wipes. Carefully, she cleaned and bandaged her wounds, wincing with each touch.

As she wrapped up, a knock at the door interrupted her. "Just a moment," she replied, her voice gentle.