🍒TIMI🍒
"No, you might as well do it the other way," Atlas insisted, reclaiming his pen from my grasp.
"It's like you should be the one teaching me because I don't understand," I countered, taking the pen back from him.
I couldn't comprehend why his mom tasked me with teaching him, considering it seemed like Atlas already had a good grasp of the material.
"The best student, she says," he muttered, displaying his ignorance once again.
"Maybe you should ask your dull girlfriend to teach you then," I retorted.
"You can't talk about her like that," he fired back, abruptly rising from his chair. His sudden reaction caught me off guard.
"The truth always hurts," I replied, turning my attention back to the books.
"You're just pained," he remarked, sinking back into his chair.
"Back to what I was saying."
Two weeks since this jerk arrived in Nigeria, two weeks filled with disturbances. I even contemplated changing my room, but I loved it too much.
"Before I go, my mom wanted to see you," he announced.
"Okay," I replied.
"Now?" I inquired.
"Yes," he confirmed. As we began to walk towards the door, I halted suddenly.
"You go first," I insisted, forcing a fake smile.
"Why should I?" he questioned.
"Nothing, just go," I replied, mustering another forced smile.
"O...kay," he responded awkwardly. How many times had I caught him staring at my Ass? I'd lost count. But at every opportunity, he seemed to take a glance.
"Timi," Mrs. Austin greeted warmly, enveloping me in a hug.
"Good evening, Aunt," I reciprocated with a smile.
"How are you?" she inquired.
"I'm fine, what about you?" I replied with a smile.
"I'm great, as you can see," she chuckled, before her attention shifted to Atlas.
"Oh, you," she teased.
"I thought you didn't remember I was standing here, you only saw her," Atlas quipped, revealing his jealousy. Mrs. Austin laughed before turning back to me.
"I hope Atlas isn't giving you a hard time?" she asked. Despite wanting to confess that her son was the most annoying person I'd ever met, I couldn't bring myself to say it.
"No, he's so sweet," I said, shooting a glance at Atlas, who seemed taken aback by my remark.
"Oh, thank goodness," Mrs. Austin sighed in relief.
"So, I wanted to ask you about something, and I really hope you accept," she continued, making me nod.
"Me, Atlas, and Adam are going to a beach house this Friday and coming back Sunday," she explained.
"Wow, that sounds nice," I said, although inwardly, it didn't appeal to me at all.
"I was wondering if you and your sister could come," she added, causing my smile to falter.
"Me and Tiwa?" I questioned.
"Yes, please. I would really appreciate it, and since your parents aren't always around," she explained. There was no way I could agree to that. Absolutely no way. I needed to find a way to decline.
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Любовные романыIn the vibrant city of Abuja, Timi led a life of quiet simplicity despite her privileged background. As the daughter of a wealthy man, she attended an exclusive school, resided in a sprawling estate, and indulged in the luxuries that money could buy...