Enemies to lovers with a family twist!
Alora Frank has been living her life under the abuse of her mother and father. Hiding secrets and unimaginable pain behind her perfect smile. Except one day she finds her father isn't her father, she had family...
I lovethis song this song isn't in English but this is just the musical version and omg am I in love^^
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This pictures is THE DEFINITION of them like you cannot tell me otherwise!!!!
Elias P.O.V
What am I doing? What am I even doing with my life? Since when did I, Elias Albu, start waiting for a girl? You look dead, my sister Zena observes, prompting me to roll my eyes. She happens to be Aloras best friend.
Alora.
Just her name brings a smile to my face these days, for reasons unknown to me. There she is, Zena suddenly sits up, pointing behind me. I turn my head, only to find no one there. I hear my sister laughing as I clench my jaw, narrowing my eyes at her. You like her, she declares, causing me to shake my head vehemently.
No. I couldnt possibly like her. No, just no.
I dont, I insist, but she only smiles, which irks me. I dont like her. I despise her. Alora is my best friends sister, the daughter of my dads best friend, and the offspring of one of the most dangerous men on this planet. And Im her best friends brother. Talk about a situation thats doomed from the start
On top of all this, she is extremely annoying and irritating. She gets on my nerves and never listens to anything. So, then why? Why does my heart flutter just at the sound of her name? Why?
Elias? I hear her sweet voice, which makes me freeze. Turning around to look at her, our eyes meet. Such pretty eyes!
Youre in my way, she smiles, and Im starstruck. She had never smiled at me before. Never! But she did today, and I doubt I would be able to forget the sight.
Dude, move. I sigh, and there she is, her annoying self again.
I was wondering where that annoying little brat went. Well, found her, I guess, I smirked as she glared at me. She walks past me and heads towards the art room.
Art room? Right! Its lunchtime, and we have an Art club meeting. Today was the day we handed in our artwork, and she would put it up. Clearing my head, I walked inside.
Elias, your work, the teacher asks as I carefully take out my drawing, handing it to her. Watching her gasp just makes my day. She looks at the drawing and then towards Alora, who was taking out her painting. As if sensing our gaze, she looks at us with curious eyes. Giving the teacher a soft smile, she goes back to her painting.
Thisis beautiful, the teachers voice pulls me out of my thoughts.
No, just the model that is beautiful, I whisper, looking at Alora.
You like her, the teacher states, looking at the picture. Why does everyone keep saying that?
God forbid, I ever like that creature, I whisper. I just have an eye for beauty, I finish as she chuckles.
