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The Genius' First Love

Warning: Amazingly, absurdly and deliriously funny chaps ahead. Read and laugh at your own risk. -------------------------------------- "You are one of my many dreams, and the only dream I wish I should have chased desperately" Darryl Lemmuel was an aspiring engineer. There was only one word to describe him—exceptional. He was the only male heir of the Lagdameo clan and the future of L Empire. Apart from that, he was rumored to be financially independent at the age of eight, tricked the present president of L empire—his father— into agreeing with his terms and left home at the age of sixteen to live on his own. He broke all the socialite’s rule to have a good taste of adventure! Xhemin Lae Dugmoch was a struggling botanist. Enrolled in an A-list school, she knew nothing but books, experiments and strawberries. As the granddaughter of a retired famous doctor, Xhemin was very keen in keeping her profile low as per her granddad's wishes. Nobody in the elite community knew that she existed and that her grandfather’s corporation— Feather HealthCare had an heir. One witty heir and one crazy strawberry girl; their predicament started when their life got tangled up against each other in a conference. HE suddenly became her target prey. And SHE was a little trouble not worthy of his attention. The trouble he soon learned to want— so desperately and dearly wanted. ----------------------- After a long hiatus, daily updates resumes today (Feb 24, 2019 EST) Chapter release: 14 Chapters a week Regular Updates will be release at 4AM and 4PM EST. Bonus Chapters will be marked as bonus Note: The author publishes raw chapters daily. Editors are still backtracking the unedited parts. Cover picture is from www.pinterest.ph

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The Mystery Woman

Xhemin hit the boy with a shameful glare, filled with a mixture of surprise and annoyance with the Lagdameo heir's words. Darryl caught up with her stares and his was tinged with a devilish laughter. When will his bullying end?

The grin never left Darryl's face—not even when in a graceful way, he waltzed the girl around the dance floor, guiding her with a gentle nudge of his hand in hers, his chest pressing against the girl's front, his entire body twisting and turning her, and eventually holding Xhemin intimately close as they savoured the last refrain of the music.

"I'm sorry" Xhemin said in the most apologetic way she can. She knew she misjudged him and the fault was all on her.

"Sorry for what?" His eyes never departed hers.