CHAPTER 1

Megan's POV

I sat at the chair of the restaurant where I always went to. That were the only one out of many other wealthy restaurants that always accept me. You might be wondering why? Well, it's because I am unwanted. Yes, unwanted, I need to accept that fact. I am rumoured to be an illegitimate child, all thanks to step Mum. Mum is long dead and I am left alone to strive in this world.

Although, I live at the Mansion, I have the money I can have but it seems like I am poor. I can't go to school, all thanks to Mum. All she wants is to ruin my reputation and put her only daughter, Brandy first. She want Brandy to look so good in the eyes of dad. I am no longer bothered as I am already used to it. My life has been a living hell with step mum that I can't escape from. Trust me, I have tried doing that before.

The banging of the table jerked me out of my thoughts. The waiter must have been trying to get my attention. I looked at him absentmindedly and I think he repeated what he had said.

"Will you get up? An important guest is here".

Even though I had said they were the only one restaurant who accepted me as other restaurants would not in order not to ruin their name, it does not mean they respect me.

I tried to prove adamant even though I know it won't work.

He repeated his words angrily this time but I didn't budge. I am not ready to go home now.

The waiter walked out and I grew happy, at least he walked out this time but my happiness was cut short as the whisperings caught my attention.

"He's so cute, he's so handsome, oh my gosh, I have to take a picture of him, he's a fallen angel, my eyes have been blessed..."

I turned my eyes towards where everybody's eyes were directed to and indeed it was a fallen angel. That was not what shocked me though, what shocked me is that it looks like he was coming towards me, my eyes followed him as he walked towards me with a guy beside him.

He stood in front of me and I admire the beauty that God has made that I thought thet God must have made him specially until he spoke;

"Will you get up now that I am here"

His voice was deep yet melodious, he just spoke a sentence yet it kept repeating in my ears. His lips had moved so perfectly. It might have sounded scary but I didn't take notice of that.

He then asked;

Stubborn, aren't you?

It was only a question but it sent a chill down my spine. No one has ever affected me this way not even my step mother.

Then what was this guy doing to me? I asked but there was no one to reply me.

T.B.C.