44 Chapter 0/Love U & Hate U

Born from a noble family, I was born surrounded by money. I was living in my money. Like literally, I was bathing in it.... And I grew with an easy life. I could buy everything and own everything. I was not that intellectual but it was not necessary. I had rich parents, no one clearly could tell them that their daughter had the same brain as a donkey. People feared my parents. Apparently, they were even richer than a president. I didn't know what it was that 'President' thing but it sounded cool. So I liked it. Being rich meant everything to my parents. They told me that money permitted them to have everyone at their feet and I promised myself that one day, I would have everyone kneel at my feet. But they weren't that young and died of agedness. And for me, I took over their business as the heir of the family and that's how I, Bell Grey, became the youngest billionaire of America.

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Alexis Fire. Was born poor and lived together with my parents for the first decade of my life. At the end of my eleventh birthday, they died. Heartbroken, I had nowhere to go. I was alone. And I understood at that time the difference between being poor and having nothing. With my parents, I had a bare minimum to be considered poor. But left with nothing but ashes in a pot, I was lower than a poor person. After some time spent down the streets asking for a cent, I met with a family and they accepted me. They took me. I felt so lucky at that time, I regret it now. I thought I would be their only child but No. There was that girl. Very prideful and Big mouth, I hated her at a first glance. She was the complete opposite of a prissy lady. And I could how much she hated me through her eyes. Those snake like eyes piercing your heart really deep.

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(Bell)Ohh.. I forgot to mention that dick, right ? A complete dirty moron brought over by my mother and her sister. A young stupid and dity boy with nothing and parentless. He was the complete opposite of a rich gentleman. That effete like and pennyless boy was just useless. The type my father described to hate.

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(Alexis)My parents instructed me with good values of life before passing out. They told me to never love a girl self-centered, arrogant and acting like a brute. But as much as I hated it, I couldn't stop smiling when seeing her.

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(Bell)That boy was dirty. He was the worst in all points. My parents had just passed away and there he was. Sticking to my family. With my aunt at home, I was stuck for quite a good time with this thing. I hated it, even if he soothed my heart with his smile. Wait !! No !!! No love !!!!! Fuck off from my brain stupid Love....

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(Alexis)That girl acted like a brute sometimes but as much as I hated it, She was beautiful when she smiled. And at rare times, she would laugh so girly like that I would smile....Wait, no ! That is an error. Stop thinking like that you stupid little boy..She was terrible and...

Had a real nasty personality. She would sometimes call me 'Dickhead'. She was small as me and had even the same age as me. But I never dared to call her 'Clitoris'. I mean, I had my manners. But she didn't have any boundary. She would talk however she would like. And no one would dare say something. But I was here. Here to instruct good manners to that gorilla thing.

I arrived at her house two months ago and her had already died. Now, it was only us and her aunt's family. Seeing how different she was compared to her family, I was shocked. Shocked by how un-lady like she was. Who instructed that thing..?

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(Bell)He was getting closer and closer to my aunt. Each time we fought, he would hide behind her. That little piece of poop, he acted like a lion in front of me but hid himself as soon as I would fight him with my bare hands, just like a dirty dog. That subject was so un-manly like. I mean, did he get instructed by women only ? Or is it me ?? Am I too manly ??! HAHAHA😂.

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(Alexis)She was the type to want to fight. She would come to hands a few times. Losing when discussing, her plan B was her fist. So undignified of a rich. She always ate on her own. She never asked for help when she was on her own. Unlike me, she was confident and acted without a plan.

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(Bell)That boy always reached to help others. He would always smile when someone thanked him. To me, it looked like a dog wanting his praise of the day. A lowly life begging the rich to watch over him. That's all he seemed to me.

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(Alexis)Her aunt was an easy-going person. So it was pretty easy to act before her. She would never my sincerity. The opposite of that gorilla. She saw right through me everytime with her snake like eyes. As if she could understand how being poor was. She could never know how being in need constantly transformed into fear. After all she was from a rich family. Knowledge wasn't important at that level, only wealth was.

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(Bell)The reason he was poor was because his parents chosed to be poor. I was born rich and it is my right. I will never know why he continued to act like a poor. He was a part of my family and he still acted like a poor one. That's one of the reason I hated him. He never showed attention to my parents' wealth. And I think I knew why. Afterall, he was from a poor family. At the level I was, nothing mattered more than wealth. Not even knowledge.

.....But I can't help but love hating him. He was an outsider. Not a real member of my family. Just a dirty boy bought from his deceased parents. Seeing how he managed to mind controlled my aunt. I changed a littke sonething. He would always go sleep in my aunty's bed at night. But one day I put him in my sleeping room. I boldly told to sleep with me. A bold move you would say. But I never actually meant it like that. I meant it as a challenge or something like that. Not as a 'Please, can you take my virginity ?' thing. I was ashamed by how I sounded. I was like a thot at that moment. How did he take it ? I wonder...

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(Alexis)That girl once more had no limits. We were clearly fought each other a lot. We struggled to remain in the same room. And she had to act like a whore and invite me in her bed. And I couldn't say 'No'. Her aunt saw this as a chance for us to get closer. But I knew why she did that. I was getting too close to her aunt and she got jealous. I would have understand if she banned me from her house, not that. What am I supposed to do now ?

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(Bell)Fuck ! I never wanted things to turn out this way. I always did my things without troubling others. I always took care of my help before others. That's how I was instructed to be. I was told to be fierce in that survival world. I was told to be strong. I was told to never love someone weak.

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(Alexis)She was too much of too much. Talking loudly, looking down on others, she was my nemesis. The one my parents taught me to never love. Her very existence was like a poison to me. In his world of war raging across the globe, only one girl kept appesring in my mind. Her. Why was I obsessed of a poison like her ?

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(Bell)That boy had an existence I never approved of. He was everywhere I were. Looking at me with those hateful eyes. Now that he was in the same room as me. I wonder what was going through his mind. No one was there for to hide behind. Only you and me..

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(Alexis)Imprisoned in the same room as that girl. I couldn't take my eyes off from her. She was kind of beautiful, I thought to myself. Her eyes were kind of scary but the figure she had was troubling. She was troubling my mind. A slim body under those light clothes. Revealing a bit of skin. I maybe was eleven years old but I knew how to recognise something beautiful when I saw one. And despite her terrible attitude, she was beautiful..

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(Bell)I thought about it a lot. Why was I smiling in his presence ? He was someone I was taught to hate. But instead, everytime he was there, my heart would, like, go high and down. I couldn't look at him at all. The way he would stare at me. I was kind of fond of him. It was strange but I loved the way he looked at me..

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(Alexis)Watching a girl sleeping in the night wasn't my favourite activity. But asleep, that girl was more girly than awake. I would spend my entire night looking at her. I didn't know why but the feeling of loving to hate her was strong. I hated the me who held kind feelings towards her but loved the me who held hateful feelings towards her. Day by day, that girl continued to obsess my consciousness..

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Until...

Bell's aunt died from a brain tumor. Finally alone, Bell was forced to the Corporation throne. Becoming the youngest CEO of America officially. And on the other side, Alexis was left without nothing. Thrown away by Bell, he decided to find a work that would help him dethrone Bell from her position. That's how their Love Story really started.

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