Arabella Sinclair was used to having eyes on her. It was part of the package when you were the heir to one of London’s oldest and wealthiest families. Her long, chestnut hair caught the light as she stepped out of the sleek, black town car, designer heels clicking on the marble driveway of Covington Academy—the most prestigious high school for the upper echelon of society. Every child here was either the offspring of royalty, billionaires, or global celebrities, and Arabella fit in perfectly. Or so she thought.
On the other side of the driveway, Asher Kensington had just arrived. His family’s influence stretched from London to New York, controlling everything from luxury hotels to international banks. With sharp features and an air of effortless confidence, Asher didn’t bother with pleasantries. He was already scanning the crowd, unimpressed by the cliques forming around their luxury cars.
As Arabella adjusted her designer blazer and glanced over her shoulder, she caught sight of him. Asher, standing there like he owned the place. Something about his demeanor—too casual, too arrogant—rubbed her the wrong way.
"Are you seriously blocking the entrance with your... entourage?" she asked, her voice dripping with condescension as she brushed past him.
Asher barely looked up, but his smirk was enough to annoy her. "Entourage? That's rich, coming from someone who can’t walk without an audience gawking at her every move."
Arabella turned sharply, her eyes narrowing. "Excuse me? Do you even know who you're talking to?"
"Yeah, actually. The girl who thinks her last name means people should care. Newsflash, they don’t," Asher replied coolly, his gaze finally meeting hers.
For a moment, they stood inches apart, the tension between them palpable. Arabella clenched her jaw, unwilling to back down. "And you're... what? Some arrogant playboy trying too hard to look like he doesn’t care? Pathetic."
Asher’s lips curled into a lazy grin. "I don’t have to try, Sinclair. That’s the difference between us."
Before Arabella could retort, the school bell rang, signaling the start of the first day. As they both stormed toward the front entrance, neither willing to be the one to step aside, the tension only grew.
This wasn’t over. Not by a long shot.
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"Temptation & Turmoil: A Dangerous Attraction"
RomanceIn the opulent world of London's elite, Arabella Sinclair and Asher Kensington are heirs to vast fortunes and legacies. Both born into privilege, their lives have been defined by power, status, and wealth. On their first day at Covington Academy, an...
