Chapter Seven

•Previously•

°Nik's POV°

"Get out." I dialed the security number.

"Don't fucking come back unless I call you." I barked at her as she flinched. "Escort her out!" I snapped at the security. He had one fucking job. Stupido.

Before closing the door, I scanned the surrounding. That's how I saw her, Madelaine looked at me with wide eyes before going back to her room and slammed the door.

Fucking great.

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•Now•

°Nik's POV°

The Next Morning

I went downstairs toward the dining room, everyone was there except Madelaine. I signaled one of the maids over and asked where she is.

"She went to school, Sir." Then I asked who took her there. "Nobody, Sir. She said she will walk and doesn't want to be a burden." The maid replied and went back to her chores after I dismissed her.

"Boss, the meeting will start in two hours from now." Ben announced from my left.

"Cancel it." That was all I said before getting up and leaving the dining room.

I got to the garage and picked one of the newest purchased cars to drive with today.

"Keep a close eye on everyone here and tell the bodyguards not to follow me today," I told the head of the security, Steven as I drive out of the mansion.

When I reached Moonstone high school, I parked at one of the empty spaces and got out. I went inside the building, feeling gazes all over. Do I care? Not the fucking slightest.

I opened the door to the principal's office and sat on the single sofa there. He has a lot of money and didn't even bother to decorate his own office. Sporco bastardo (Filthy bastard)

The —I assumed— assistant walked in and gave me a glare. "Sir, you can't just barge in here like you own the place." She said with disgust.

"And it's yours? I don't see your name anywhere. I was generous today so you're fired." I bluntly said. Her eyes widen in disbelief.

"And who are you to decide something like that?" She snapped back.

"What's going on here?" Finally, Principal Francesco decided to grace us with his presence.

"Buongiorno Francesco, we have to talk." He looked at me with wide eyes. I can never get tired of the fear in people's eyes when they look at me.

"Y- S-Sure, Mr. Giordano." He warily looked at the assistant then sighed, "Go get a cup of coffee for Mr. Giordano here." He shooed her off.

"It's fine, Francesco. She's fired anyway." I raised an eyebrow at her. Tears filled up her eyes then she ran away. Good. I love it when they're obedient.

"But she was the only assistant I have left Mr. Giordano. I believe she did nothing wro-"

"Francesco. Let's cut to the chase, shall we? I'm here to offer you a deal, of course, one you can't refuse. I will reward you if you listen to me carefully.

So, you will let me have eyes around here. Sì?" He nodded his head yes. "Good. Now, do you accept me as a student here?"

"Mr. Giovani, I'm afraid that is im-"

"Now, now, Francesco. Remember, you get the reward only if you listen to me. Let's try again. Do you accept me as a student here?" He nodded his head repeatedly.

"Yes. I.. I accept you as a s...st..student here." He stuttered.

"Good. Now, I want you to give me a copy of Madelaine Key's schedule and you will give me access to every single class in this school."

"You will also let me make my decision, leave or stay is my choice. Anything Madelaine Key does, you report to me before you have permission to report it to her parents. I meant parent."

"You will not give her a hard time if you don't want me to give you a hard time. If she does something out of line, turn a blind eye on it and report it to me directly or you can call my right-hand man if I'm unavailable at the time, you understand me, Francesco?" He gulped hard and nodded again.

"Good, now the plus on your side, you will have someone to decorate this filthy office of yours, the school will be redecorated also."

"$100,000 in your hand free of charge and donation to the school from the Giordano company. We can't forget about the new assistant you'll have. What do you say, do we have a deal?" I smirked as he shook my hand with a smile etched on his face.

"Deal." He let go of my hand.

"Pleasure Francesco. What class is Madelaine Key in right now?"

°Madelaine's POV°

I stared blankly at the paper on my desk, wondering what to do with it. I didn't have time to study for the test, now I'm going to cheat. How? I don't know maybe by using my magical power.

This is bullshit. I shouldn't have come here. Could've been watching my favorite show with Brandon who is probably still sleeping.

God, show me the answer.

Idea! Eenie Meenie miny moe, caught you cheating with that hoe. You tried to lie to my face, think again bastard, you've been replaced. Ok B's the right answer. Now essay...

Holy shit.

Again, Holy Shit! He's here. Beside me. Looking right through my soul.

Nik decided to visit me, I guess. He got here a few minutes ago and he's been staring at me for a good few minutes and I totally didn't forget about my test. Nah-uh.

The teacher was staring at him, but after the phone call he received, he decided to just let him be. How foolish.

"Stop staring unless you're gonna help me with this." I peeked at him and pointed at the question I didn't know the answer to. He scoffed and then started writing something on my paper.

After ten seconds, he slid the paper back to me. Holy cow. He did it all. He got the look and the brain. Bravo.

I gave him an ok sign, thanking him mentally. His handwriting was super neat. Can't even compare with him.

The teacher seemed to notice but pretending to look somewhere else when I caught him looking. What the hell's going on?

The bell rang meaning it's lunchtime. Shockingly Nik is a student here now and we had the same schedule. Not creepy at all.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you supposed to be in college already?" We walked through the hall while some students were giving me their judgy glare.

"Surprisingly no, Madelaine." That was the first time he ever said my name. It was magical.

"Really? I hardly believe that. With your job and all." I muttered under my breath. I sighed and put my books in my locker, arranging them.

He frowned for a moment before going back to his 'I-don't-give-a-fuck' face.

"What's next?" He leaned on the locker beside mine.

I shrugged, "Probably history. You hungry?"

"Sure, I'll drive." He started walking away.

I pulled him back, "Whoa whoa whoa, who told you you could leave the school area anytime you want?" I arched a brow at him.

He scoffed and said, "I did. Now come on, we still have 45 minutes before the next class starts right?" I only nodded and blindly followed him.

We reached Taco Bell since I was craving some taco. I got two tacos and some fries, because be honest without french fries, we'll die. Nik got nothing but nacho cheese. Well, he didn't like it so I ate it all. But it's fine, I put some cash under the passenger seat and just hope he finds it well.

"Thank you that was fun!" I beamed happily now that my tummy is filled.

He smirked and said, "Take your money from under the seat or I'll lock you in the car." He threatened with a creepy smile.

I took back the money and put it inside my pocket. Then, when he got out from the driver's side and came over to my side I hid it again this time underneath his seat.

I also gave him a blackcurrant flavored candy as a bonus.

He opened the car door for me and I thanked him as I stepped out. Almost tripping—typical me— thank God for Nik, he caught me before I could fall face-first on the ground and I can assure you that won't be beautiful at all.

"Thanks." I tucked a few loose hairs behind my ear. We walked inside the school as everyone —again— stared at us. They must've been very curious of him too huh. We walked to the next class together, when we were inside the classroom, words can't even describe what I'm feeling when I saw him.

My fucking hell