They say, the devil you know is better than the angel you don't know. How true is this?
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AKARIST CREATIONS PRESENTS
Rose Adams
17, Sweet, shy, innocent, intelligent.
She lives and struggles with her industrious mother to make ends meet after being rejected by her biological father. Fortunately for her, she got a scholarship to study in a prestigious high school for the wealthy where she endures a lot from a ruthless bully. She works part-time as a cleaner in a big company where she enjoys the butterflies in her belly from the nice boss.
Caesar Junior Imperial (CJ)
18, Tall, Handsome, spoilt, stubborn, proud, cold blooded and arrogant.
He prefers to be called CJ because of his hatred for his father. He studies in a prestigious highschool where his late mother owns half the shares which he inherited. He is a popular bully, feared by all in school especially some teachers. He is very spoilt and stubborn even to his own father.
Mr Caesar Imperial
39, Tall, cold blooded, nice and hardworking.
He is the town's rich and handsome widower. Every woman's dream. He is the CEO of Dynasty Empire. He is loved by all but hated by his own son. He spends almost all his time at his company. He is very nice to everyone, including the cleaners.
Two Caesars, One Rose 🌹
Two cold blooded men, one sweet innocent girl.
A Love triangle extraordinary.
FROM AKARIST CREATIONS🌹
She's rich, the perfect student, and graduating early.
He's a heathen, a heartbreaker, and well he may never graduate...
These all might be true, but with every fact, there is a detail to be explained. When people can be seen below the surface of their persona your whole view of them and their lives change. Axel thinks he's a hardass, huh? Well so does Victoria. So which one knows - How to Steal a Heart?
╰┈➤ a taste
"I'm a mess," I shake my head, "Apparently a mess only you can see,"
"Only because I'm looking," He gestures to his eyes. "I see you, there's nothing wrong with seeing you."
I completely shift myself to look at Axel. I sat in front of him as he looked down at me. This is the Axel that has me wrapped around his finger. Not the fighter, not the bad boy. The compassionate, well-spoken, devoted, Axel Stone that is sitting in front of me.
So when the story comes out of my inevitable demise - know that it was Axel Stone's words that slain me. Not his persona or his larger-than-life muscles -even though those are very nice- it was the way he cared for me. The way he set a fire in my soul, a flame to my heart. The way he anchored me.