The Pretended Fiancée

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This is the first story I am writing so I am super excited omg! Sorry, no prologue bc I suck at it ;)
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Axton Perez's POV

"Make Amélie Lovette love you."

My friends challenged me.

I smirked at them, that's so easy. "Sure babes, it is sooo easy. Are you sure that's it?"

My friends challenge me that if I make Amélie fall for me, I would get eight grands from them each. Sure, say that we are spoiled assholes but so what? I wanted a new car but my dad is on an business trip, leaving me with only one black card.

Amélie is the heir to the duke's family, I would say that she does kind of fits the title. She is one of the teacher's pet, and I have to admit her brain is pretty good.

But making her fall for me? That's too easy! Every girl loves me for my money, intelligence, and obviously my sexy look. They'd do anything, and by anything, I mean anything. From those girls fight to financial business-you name it.

"I don't think it would be that easy, I heard that she is not interested in any boys," My man, Leon, warned me.

I replied by giving him an simple shrug and chuckled as I walked away to my next class, where my target is.

I couldn't help it but my heart did a little flip as I noticed her in the classroom. She was sitting in the back seats, towards the window.

Amélie wore an simple black long-sleeve shirt and an short. Her blonde hair was tied into a neat bun. Unlike the other girls, she applied the tiniest make up that made her look like the most beautiful girl in this world.

I smiled and walked towards her, sliding into Daniel's seat. One thing about being rich and spoiled is that you don't have to worry taking other people's spot or things. The teachers wouldn't, or can't, do anything about it.

Her shoulder tensed as she turned to look at me.

Her crystallize blue eyes shines into mine.

I gave her my famous smile that I was known for, showing off my dimples that girls would scream. Instead, I got the opposite reactions from her.

Her dark, cold stare made me shiver, but I quickly recovered and put on my show face. Just like an ice princess, I smirked.

"What are you doing here, Mr.Perez?" She asked me coldly. If stares can freeze people, I would be in an ice cube right now.

"For you, my princess." I replied simply. I could tell she is trying to be calm and hold back her anger.

"Please don't call me that, Mr-"

We were interrupted by the bell. The class began and our teacher walked in.

I cursed silently under my breath and ripped an piece of paper from my notebook. "Call me," I mouthed her and jogged back to my seat.

I can tell she is disgust by my idea but had no choice to accept it.

She is different from other girls, but I will make her fall for me.

It's not about the money anymore, I thought as my lips curved into an evil smile.
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