1.24 Young master Charles can't live without his Doll.

Connor held the detailed information of Mia's background and tightly knitted his brows. It was quite a surprise to know that old madam Dyna Addison adopted Mia as her granddaughter. Moreover, she doesn't seem to care about Mia's past deeds.

It was shocking to know that Mia once worked in a brothel. Connor's feelings for Mia could be obviously shown on his face.

Those wh*res, who spread their legs for the pleasure of men were one of the types of peoples whom he hated. Though he liked Mia, he wasn't so cheap to make a wh*re as his girlfriend. He would rather forget about Mia, than select a dirty wh*re like her as his mistress.

Throwing the file in the garbage bin, he took his phone and made a call. (Hello), a tired and lazy voice echoed through the phone. Connor wryly chuckled and asked, "well, well, well, is my darling bored of her class?." He stood up with his hand in his pocket and walked toward the window.

Rosalia raised her lips and said in a sarcastic tone, (what do you think? The lessons taught by the teachers in No.1 highschool are so easy that even a primary student can learn it without any problems. They're so boring....of course, including you. Tsk, this is the reason why I'm always top in the school." Though she was bragging about her intelligence, the reason should at least be 'believable.'

Highschool lessons could be learnt by primary students? What would the primary students do, if they knew that someone praised them that they could even learn the highschool lessons? (Proud?, Probably not).

Connor gazed at the distant skyscrapers and wryly smiled. His candidate was really attractive and talented, but when it comes to practical experience, she's so dumb that he wanted to just throw her away. As the saying goes, 'pride comes before a fall.'

What would his chosen candidate bring him? Luck, or curse?

"I don't want to hear your childish bragging. Whether you're really worth my time or not would be decided by the end of the month. If you manage to pass the test, then welcome aboard. But if you lose...." he needn't say the other half.

He chuckled and ended the call.

Rosalia gripped her phone and tightly bit her lower lip, causing tiny blood to ozzed out. She shoved the phone in her drawer and went back to sleep. Since she was the top student of the school, the present teacher didn't bother to reprimand her. Not only the teachers, but even the students didn't bother to talk to her.

One, she's cold. Two, she's too proud of her beauty and talent. Three, she has the worst background in the school.

Her mother is a whore, earning money by seducing and sleeping with multiples of men. Her father was a rapist, who raped an eighteen year old girl with his fellow friends.

Despite her background, few of the wealthy male students approach her due to her beauty and talent. Not only rich students, but even some old geezers.

Female students in the school hated the top student to death. They would either bully her or harm her, but it all came to a stop when Sir Connor took the top student as her disciple. It was ridiculous! but all the female students had to accept it. No matter how much they hated the top student, they can't even lay a finger on her.

Though most of the students in the school left the matter aside, few of the girls still wouldn't accept the truth. How could they! Their most handsome, intelligent, charismatic and hot teacher was suddenly grabbed by a girl, who had the worst background!

Many of them even wondered whether Rosalia offered her body to sir Connor, in return to protection and resources.

Lia Georgen was now feeling an intense hatred in her heart. Though she wasn't as beautiful as Rosalia, she was better in terms of wealth and intelligence. If Rosalia was the top student, then she was the second in ranking. How can Sir Connor choose a girl, born from a whore and rapist as his disciple?!

Unbelievable! Utterly ridiculous!

'I will ruin you, Rosalia Moon. Just you wait.' Lia bowed her head, covering her pair of eyes with her bangs and raised the corner of her lips.

***

Meanwhile, Mia was stuck in a strange dilemma. To her left, was her target, Sam Davis, staring at her with puffy and teary eyes, which was so adorable! To her right, her lov-I mean her boyfriend was staring at her with dark and narrowed eyes, which is so scary!

She looked at Charles and asked, "Is this really necessary?." Charles pointed his finger to his little brother and said with a cold voice, "Him. Or. Me, Choose."

Mia wanted to cry.

-A few minutes back-

Charles harshly kicked the door open. The scene which he saw, caused his blood to boil in anger. "What are you doing?", he walked in and asked through his gritted teeth.

Sam dazedly stared at the female, who was lying under him. Her fiery luscious hairs scattered around the floor, seemingly portraying the blood veins under the flesh. And the white particles in her blue eyes were so mesmerizing that he couldn't bear to take his eyes away.

No matter how many beautiful and amazing paintings he saw for the past 10 years, the female under him was the most beautiful and mesmerizing of all. The aura around her was warm and somewhat mysterious, bringing a sense of curiosity.

With Mia under a ten year old boy, the situation was really awkward. It would probably bring some nasty thoughts if someone saw them. Mia was slightly confused by the sudden accident.

Nevertheless, she gently pushed Sam away from her face and sat up. She looked at her stoic, cold boyfriend and twitched her lips. How come her villain boyfriend always shows up during wrong timings?

A few minutes ago, they were calmly chatting when Sam suddenly balled his tears out. She felt so heartache for the mini villain. She hugged the little boy and gently appeased him, imagining him as her own brother.

It was going well, until a cockroach rushed out of nowhere, causing Sam to pale and suddenly jumped on her, which she wasn't prepared for, causing both of them to fall on the floor. Gratefully, both of them weren't injured.

Mia patted Sam's head and said to Charles, "I didn't know that you had a younger brother. He's really handsome. Huhu, if he only smile." When Sam heard the remark, his cheeks turned red in embarrassedment.

Mia looked at the paintings and said with full sense of admiration and respect, "his paintings are really amazing. No wonder he won so many prizes." Most of the shelves in the room were occupied with golden trophies. Though she didn't know what competitions he won, his talent was really amazing.

Charles murderously stared at Mia's hand, which was placed upon his little brother's small head. An unknown feeling managed to crept into his heart.

Frustrated, he pulled Sam away from Mia. He hated this unknown feeling. Apparently, it was his precious little brother, but he hated to see their physical contacts.

Mia was startled by the sudden action.

She confusedly blinked. 'What's wrong with this guy?,' she inwardly thought. Usually, her boyfriend would smile and chuckle, but he was now staring at her with a sour face. He was neither talking nor smiling.

Sensing a great danger, she hurriedly said, "Ah, since you're back I'll get going. My grandmother would be worried if I didn't call her. So...can I have my phone?."

Mia knew that she shouldn't ask for her phone in this 'dangerous' situation, but her phone was the only thing which stored and contained most of her works and known contacts. How could she leave it alone? Wouldn't it be sad?

Charles stared at his doll and asked in a cold voice, "You're not allowed to leave."

DANGER! DANGER!

Mia swallowed her saliva and stuttered, "wha-what do you mean?". He wouldn't lock her in this huge mansion, right?

Charles turned to his little brother, who was tearfully staring at him, "brother." His soft and frail voice caused Mia's heart to stir, but Charles was instantly annoyed when he saw Mia's reaction. He pushed his little brother aside and turned his attention to his girlfriend.

He said, "I'll give you 10 seconds. What you choose in this ten seconds would decide whether you're getting out of this mansion or not."

Seeing Mia's cautious and frightened expression, Charles gritted his teeth. He said loudly, "Now choose!." He pointed his finger at his chest, "Me." He then pointed at his little brother, "Or him." The 'unknown' feeling in his heart is making him crazy!

Wait. Wait. Wait. Mia was dumbstruck. .

- present -

Mia looked at Charles and then at Sam. Her mind was probably twisting in confusion and insanity. What kind of options are these!!! She wanted to yell and ask, but she held it in.

Letting out a sigh, she closed her eyes to think. She might like Charles, but she can't choose him. Since she had a mission, she should probably choose her target, Sam. But.....if she chose Sam, wouldn't the villain be mad?! And if he's mad, then it means great danger.

Mia was dying of anxiety. One side was her 50 pts, the other side was her freedom from this house. If she chose her 50 pts, she would probably lose her precious flower and freedom. If she chose her freedom, then she'll lose her 50 pts! What the heck!!!

Mia opened her eyes and decided to follow her heart. She stared into Charles's eyes and raised the corner of her lips, her eyes bending to form a crescent. She would probably choose what is good for her.

Charles's heart leaped in joy. Seeing his precious doll's smile, he knew that she chose him. His heart was filled with warmth and comfort.

Just as he raised the corner of his lips in victory, Mia ran to Sam and said, "I love your paintings, your trophies, your charisma and everything about you. Please promise me that you'll always keep on painting, showcasing your amazing talent to the world. You'll probably become the best artist in this whole world."

Saying so, she led Sam out of the room. With twinkling eyes, she held Sam's hands and expectantly asked, "I can come and visit your paintings right?. Please...." Sam blushed and embarrassedly lowered his head.

Even the tip of his ears were in red colour. He raised his head and nodded, "Mm.....I'll be waiting then." Mia excitedly hugged him, "thank you little artist!."

Then she turned to Ela, who was soullessly standing beside her. Confused, she rapidly shook Ella's shoulder, causing Ela to blankly stare at her and Sam. Mia smiled and handed Sam to Ela, "Can you take Sam downstairs. He's probably hungry." Ela nodded in a daze manner.

Sam looked inside the room and then looked at Mia. He was worried. Seeing Mia smiling at him, he blushed and immediately turned around, rushing downstairs.

After Ela and Sam disappeared from the floor, Mia swallowed her saliva and turned around. She went into the room and locked the door from behind her back.

Frustration, anger and jealousy filled Charles's heart.

He lifted his right hand and pulled out his red tie. He walked toward Mia with steady footsteps and soul penetrating gaze. Mia was so frightened that she felt her legs go numb. She thought that she would be able to appease her boyfriend, but it wasn't easy as expected.

When he came closer to the point of touching, Mia tightly closed her eyes in fear. She didn't know what the villain was going to do, nor what was he thinking. He's probably mad at her.

Charles patiently stared at the girl, who was tightly closing her eyes and standing there without any defence. Remembering her teary and puffy eyes, he slightly frowned.

Lowering his head, he asked, "Do you hate me?." Mia abruptly opened her eyes and mouth to deny the words. But as soon as she opened her mouth, Charles instantly pulled and captured her lips.

Mia's lips tasted as sweet as honey, and Charles was addicted to it. He bent down and pressed harder. He sucked and bit her bottom lip. He delved his tongue inside and pried open the other's teeth.

Their tongues danced with each other, synchronising. Charles licked, sucked, bit and explored Mia's mouth. Mia could only muffled out low alluring moans.

"Mmmm..."

"Ngh..."

"Ahnn..."

With one hand at the back of Mia's head, Charles kept Mia's head in place, entwining their tongues with each other. His tongues brushed against the other's teeth, the roof of her tongue and those addictive and succulent lips. Mia let out a sweet erotic moan, "mmmpfh...."

On the other hand, Mia's mind had short circuited when their lips touched. No matter how many times they kissed, her mind would turn as blank as a white paper. Her body felt so weak from the heated kiss.

Charles's hand, which was at the back of Mia's head, travelled down her white neck, then to her chest. He found that her pink peaks had turned stiff from the passion, he smirked as he continued to ravage the other's mouth. He brushed against the peak, and Mia trembled at his touch.

They kiss.....and had s*x. Mia gave birth to two children and she lived happily ever after with her boyfriend.

-The End.

(a/n= just kidding!)

Charles pulled away from the intense kiss. They were both panting heavily, and there was a thin silver saliva, connecting their mouths. Their foreheads touched as they stared at each other's eyes.

Charles placed his hands at the either sides of Mia's cheeks and gently caressed the bottom of her eyes with his thumbs. His eyes were filled with fondness and longing for love, which he himself wasn't aware of it.

Mia's voice was hoarse from the kissing session. But her alluring voice could arouse any man's sexual desire. She tilted her head and leaned on Charles's right hand. Placing her hand upon his hand, she lowered her eyes and said, "I don't hate you."