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The Princess and The Bad Boy

After her mother dies, Daphne Lane has to go with her father and stepmother who is a queen to Luisa Island, a small (fictional) island that is very prosperous. To become a member of the royal family, she is taken to a mansion in Los Angeles (Twin City of the capital of Luisa) to be taught manners. During the debriefing, she was mentored directly by her stepmother and got a private tutor. In an instant, Daphne's free life begins to be restricted by rules. A set of rules that become a habit should not be broken. Like it or not, Daphne must follow the rules that apply in her life. Transferring to a new school, Daphne immediately becomes the spotlight there as the Princess of Luisa. Although many are queuing up to become her new friends, Daphne prefers to befriend the children who are members of the "Dumped Students" to avenge the crimes of the popular students' club led by Trixie Marshall. Despite being known as a trouble-provoking and a school bouncer, no one knows how Daphne has felt since losing her mother and having to live under the same roof as a stepmother who upholds manners and often compares her to Christabel. Her stepmother and even father also began to make her feel alienated in her new environment. Daphne tries to escape by tricking the security. But unfortunately amid her attempt to escape, she actually 'meets' with Justin Lancaster, an annoying guy who is a troublemaker at school. So her journey to the place of contemplation was again interrupted by the boy's presence.

MinAera · 若者
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50 Chs

Dare (b)

"Who knows? I like to draw." His eyes looked at me warmly. I was being hypnotized by him just with that look. "And I like to sketch pretty people."

"Pretty people?" I gave a short laugh. Indirectly he said I was pretty. Now my spirit can fly with Cupid in the sky.

I looked at the picture he made again. Really perfect. He looks very professional in this drawing. And suddenly a whisper in my ear reminded me of Mikaela's saying that if I don't want to deal with Trixie, then I shouldn't go near Marcel.

"Why did you make me your sketch model when you have a prettier girlfriend?" mustering up the courage, the words just came out of my mouth.

"A prettier girlfriend?" his tone rose half an octave, not understanding what I meant.

"Trixie Marshall."

He didn't budge. He looked at me with a monotone gaze, as if he was digesting my answer into his brain. Finally, the sound of his sweet laughter sounded soft.

"We broke up a long time ago. Theoretically, she's not my girlfriend anymore."

YES! YES! YES! Can you hear the evil part of me screaming in my mind??? She circled around in my head saying 'hurray, hurray, hurray over and over. I bit my lower lip just to keep myself from screaming with pleasure.

So, Marcel doesn't belong to anyone, which means I'm free to approach him. He's single, and so am I. Hopefully, Cupid's arrow will hit it as well. I held my joy in my heart. I gave him my angelic sweet smile which I rarely give to anyone.

"Thanks."

"You're welcome, Daphne."