Novels by Bea Writes

The Ferrari rolled into the underground VIP parking section of the Graham Hotel. The roar of the V8 engine reduced to a low hum, echoing faintly against the marble walls.Robert stepped out first and Anna followed.“Let’s grab a quick snack,” Robert suggested calmly.Anna nodded and followed him silently. From her expression, it was clear she was still processing everything with RobertThey made their way to a quiet lounge tucked behind a velvet curtain, a VIP area away from the crowded dining rooms.The room was small, and adorned with alluring wall decorations.The low tables shone under the soft lighting. The scent of baked bread and roasted coffee lingered in the room like a warm invitation.Anna sat on a leather chair at the corner, trying to relax. She really tried, but everything still felt like a dream.Robert pulled out the chair opposite her and draped his jacket neatly over the back. “You hungry?” he asked.She nodded, and the waiters came over, they placed their order and

The Ferrari rolled through the school gates onto the road with a loud roar of the V8 engine.The city lights blurred past the windshield, bright and distant, like the world that no longer touched them.Inside the car, everything felt contained but Heavy between them.Anna sat stiffly in the passenger seat, with her hands folded tightly in her lap.She had tried to stay quiet. She really had.But she didn't last a minute.“Robert,” she said.He didn’t answer right away. His eyes stayed on the road, one hand resting lightly on the wheel relaxed.She inhaled slowly. “You're not normal,” she said. “And I don’t mean rich. I mean… this.”She gestured vaguely, like she didn’t even know where to point. “People don’t move like that for normal people. They don’t bow. They don’t step aside. They don’t hand over power like it was always yours.”Robert said nothing, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.Anna turned fully toward him now. “They called you Young Master,” she pressed. “Steve didn’t

Steve’s words hung in the air like a death sentence.Prof. Darby stared at the director, mouth open, disbelief carved into every line of his face. “You’re… you’re actually denying me the vote? Because of him?”Steve’s voice was calm, almost bored. “Out of my office, Darby. Now.”Anna crossed her arms, a wicked little grin spreading across her face. “Wait. He can stay… if he goes down on his knees, apologizes to us properly, and then crawls out begging us to change our minds.”Prof. Darby’s face turned purple. “I would rather die.”He snatched his phone from the table, turned on his heel, and marched toward the door. At the threshold he paused, spun back, and jabbed a finger at them.“This isn’t over. You—” he glared at Robert “—I’ll make your life hell in this school. Every single day. And you—” he looked at Steve “—the Graham heir is coming to the Emmett event tonight. I’ll meet him there. I’ll get my vote. And I’ll make sure you lose this job before the week is out.”Anna’s grin fal

Anna’s eyes sparkled the moment Avery offered to take Robert as her date. Such a beautiful, powerful girl—campus queen, billionaire heiress, fourth most-followed young woman in the country—actually showing interest in her brother? For a second, Anna forgot everything else. She pictured them walking into some glamorous place together, Robert finally getting the respect he deserved.Then Avery mentioned the Emmett event.Anna’s face fell like someone had flipped a switch. “We… we can’t go there. Morris and his kids—they’ll turn us into a public joke. They’ll humiliate us in front of everyone.”Avery tilted her head, soft smile still in place. “Okay. Then we’ll go somewhere else. There are a hundred better places than that circus.”Prof. Darby stepped forward, voice low and dangerous. “You will do no such thing, Avery. I forbid you from going anywhere with this… trash. Besides, you cannot miss the Emmett event. They’ve made you Special Guest of Honor. It’s already announced. Everyone exp

The private elevator ride back up to the penthouse felt longer than it should have. Robert stepped out first, the soft chime announcing his arrival like a quiet promise. Anna was already awake, bouncing between the suite’s endless toys—the massive home theater, the zero-gravity massage chairs, the private indoor waterfall that changed colors with a voice command. She spun around when she heard the doors, eyes bright.“Robert! Where’ve you been? I woke up and you were gone. I’ve been exploring everything. Did you know the bathtub has a built-in star projector? I felt like I was floating in space!”Robert smiled—small, real, the kind he hadn’t used in years. “I had a quick meeting downstairs. Everything okay?”“More than okay!” She threw her arms wide. “This place is insane. I still can’t believe it.”“Good. Now get ready. We’re going somewhere special.”Anna tilted her head. “Where?”“You’ll see when we get there.”She didn’t argue. She disappeared into the walk-in closet bigger than t

The first light of morning slipped through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the penthouse suite, painting the gold-and-ruby finishes in soft gold. Robert woke early, the way he always used to back when life was simple and brutal. He dressed quietly—nothing flashy, just a clean black shirt and dark jeans. The torn hoodie from yesterday was gone; today felt different. Today was the beginning of everything.He didn’t wake Anna.Last night she had gone wild, calling in one celebrity chef after another until the private dining room looked like a five-star food festival. She’d laughed until she cried, stuffing her face with dishes she’d only ever seen on TV. Now she slept like an angel—curled up under silk sheets, face peaceful, breathing steady. For the first time in almost two years, she looked like a normal thirteen-year-old girl who didn’t have to worry about the next meal or the next threat.Robert stood in the doorway for a long moment, watching her chest rise and fall.This was the li