Leonidas tapped his fingers on the table, still riding the thrill of his earlier confrontation with Emma. He felt powerful, almost invincible—but that confidence faltered when Blake Symphon stood before him.Blake gave a relaxed smile, the kind that seemed friendly on the surface but carried hidden layers beneath. Leonidas didn't know what it was, maybe because his charisma. He extended a hand toward Leonidas, who hesitated only for a second before shaking it. Blake’s grip was firm, his grey eyes cool and assessing.“Leonidas, right?” Blake said smoothly, his tone pleasant. “I’ve heard quite a bit about you."Leonidas blinked, momentarily thrown off. “Uh, yeah. Nice to meet you.”Without waiting for an invitation, Blake slid into Claire’s seat across from Leonidas. The gesture was casual but deliberate, as if Blake already owned the space. Leonidas stiffened slightly, unsure how to react. It wasn’t every day that one of the most admired men on campus—someone Leonidas had once envied—
Leonidas and Claire walked through the grand entrance of the luxurious shopping center, its gleaming floors reflecting the glittering chandeliers above. Claire glanced around, visibly out of her comfort zone among the sleek displays and high-end boutiques.“Leo,” Claire whispered as he gently but firmly pulled her further inside, “What are we even doing here? This isn’t exactly my kind of place.”Leonidas gave her a sly grin, not slowing his pace. “Today, we’re upgrading your look.”Claire blinked, confusion evident in her eyes. “Upgrading my look?”Leonidas stopped in front of a boutique window and framed a section of dresses with his fingers, as if already envisioning her in them. He tilted his head toward her, the gleam in his eyes both playful and calculating. “You’ve been holding back ever since your mother’s condition worsened, right?” He motioned toward the elegant gowns on display. “Elegant and luxurious—it suits you better than that plain dress.”Claire let out a soft laugh,
The next day, Leonidas went beyond simply treating Claire to new clothes—he bought her a luxurious apartment right next to his own building.Claire stood in the center of the vast living room, wide-eyed as she took in her new surroundings. The apartment was breathtaking. From the marble floors to the floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the city skyline, every detail radiated elegance. A grand chandelier hung from the ceiling, casting a warm glow over the sleek modern furniture. The kitchen was equipped with the latest appliances, and the spacious bedroom had a king-sized bed draped in silk linens. It felt like stepping into the pages of a luxury magazine.Her initial amazement quickly gave way to hesitation. She turned to Leonidas, her smile slowly fading into unease. “Leo... You didn’t have to go this far,” she said quietly, awkwardness creeping into her voice.Leonidas, standing casually by the window with his hands in his pockets, raised a brow in confusion. “Why not? I though
“This will take time, but not too long,” Leonidas said with unwavering confidence. “I’m one hundred percent sure we’ll make it.”Claire shifted uneasily, still unsure about his idea to turn them into an influencer couple. The plan seemed bold, maybe even reckless.Leonidas noticed her hesitation and smiled reassuringly. “We’ll be popular. Everyone will know us! But don’t worry—I’ll stay behind the scenes. You’ll be the star, shining brighter than anyone.”Despite his enthusiasm, doubt lingered in Claire’s expression. Leonidas leaned in, determined to persuade her. “Think of it as an investment for your future. Even after we break up, you’ll still be a top-tier influencer. And tell me, who’s your biggest role model?”“Rebecca Sprouse,” Claire answered without hesitation.Leonidas grinned, clearly pleased. “Exactly. I’ll put you on the same catwalk as her.”Claire’s eyes widened, disbelief flashing across her face. “What?” she said, her voice tinged with incredulity. “Leonidas, wait! Ho
Leonidas walked alone through the campus corridor, his hands tucked into his pockets. There was no pressing reason to seek Claire, yet he found himself looking for her. It had become a quiet ritual—ensuring that he spoke to her at least once a day, even if the conversations were trivial. As he wandered, a thought struck him: all these excuses were just a mask for the simple truth—he wanted to see Claire.Was Leonidas attracted to her? If anyone were asked, the answer would be obvious. Claire Adwell, the Noble Lady, was the kind of beauty that no one could ignore—graceful, elegant, and seemingly untouchable. But Leonidas held back a smile, restraining himself. He reminded himself of the boundaries between them and the importance of remaining professional, even when his thoughts betrayed him.As his gaze shifted to his surroundings, he noticed how differently people regarded him now. Gone were the days when they looked at him
Leonidas’ rising popularity and influence spread quickly across campus, affecting everyone in his orbit, including Emma and Derek. But Derek, who had once been Leonidas’ number one bully, now found himself steering clear of him, too cautious to even cross paths with him anymore.Whenever Leonidas walked through the hallways, all eyes turned his way—not just because he was with Claire Adwell, but because students now respected the influence he commanded. The shift in power was undeniable, and no one seemed to question Leonidas’ position anymore."Is he really some tycoon's son who's been hiding his identity this whole time?" Derek muttered, glaring after Leonidas and Claire as they passed through the hallway, with everyone’s gaze following them. The sight of Leonidas basking in admiration stung. Jealousy mixed with anger, leaving Derek feeling humiliated and ignored.“Unbelievable,” Derek mumbled bitterly to himself, clenching his fists. He turned down a different hallway, desperate to
Leonidas's heart raced as a staff member approached him with urgent news."Sir, Claire Adwell isn’t in the dressing room, and she hasn’t been back since she left with you," the staff member reported, clearly worried."What?" Leonidas’s expression tightened with concern. "That’s impossible. I saw her off just moments ago."He hurried through the hallways, searching every corner of the building, his calls to Claire’s cell phone going straight to voicemail. With each unanswered ring, his frustration grew, clouding his mind. She should’ve been back by now. Where could she have gone?“Claire, where are you?” he muttered to himself, anxiously scanning the crowded venue, hoping for a glimpse of her. No one seemed to know where she was, and he was quickly running out of options. Feeling his patience wear thin, he stopped and took a steadying breath. Desperate, he resorted to a last measure.“System, activate!” he commanded quietly, his tone decis
Leonidas paced anxiously in front of the emergency room, barely holding himself together as he waited for news on Claire. After her fall from the seventh floor, her faint heartbeat had been nothing short of a miracle; still, he and the onlookers had scrambled to call an ambulance in a desperate rush to save her life. Her injuries were severe—hope felt fragile."Claire, please... survive," he murmured, voice thick with unshed tears, his fingers clasped tightly together as he prayed for another miracle, just as he once had for Alex."Leonidas!" Blake’s urgent voice broke through his daze. He hurried over, pale with worry. "What happened? Did I hear wrong?"Leonidas clenched his fists, struggling to hold himself steady. "Blake, they did this... to Claire," he whispered, the pain in his voice clear.Blake guided him to sit, a steady presence amidst the storm. "They? Who?""Derek," Leonidas replied, voice edged with fury. "Derek and his friends... they wanted her dead."Blake’s face went r