It was already eight in the morning when Nelson sprang up from bed with unusual speed, eager to get ready for his part-time job. He rushed straight into the bathroom, but as he stood before the mirror, a strange thought struck him. Wait… what am I doing?For years, waking early and struggling through each day’s hustle had been routine for him, but now things were different. Staring at his reflection, agitated, he remembered—he was no longer the same person. He was a billionaire now. Perhaps his grandfather had been right all along: it was time to put away the old lifestyle he once clung to.The morning sun poured through his window, scattering across the room like shards of diamonds. It was Saturday, and he had nothing pressing to do. As he walked down the long hallway, every step echoed with the weight of royalty. His shoes tapped against the marble floor, and the mansion was so silent that the only sound he heard was the faint sway of the chandelier overhead. Priceless paintings lin

You fool! Can’t you watch where you’re going?” Kyler snapped, his smirk twisting into irritation. “Can’t you even treat your customers with care? I should report you to the manager.” Heads turned. The noise of the mall seemed to drop as people sensed trouble. Before Nelson could reply, the young saleslady beside him stepped forward. “Sorry, Mr Kyler, for the misunderstanding,” she said quickly, though her eyes flashed with anger. “He isn’t a worker here. He’s a customer like everyone else, and he already apologized. Please don’t disrespect our customers.” Kyler’s jaw tightened. “Are you talking back to me?” he barked. Rachel, standing beside him, raised her voice before he could continue. “How dare you talk to my boyfriend that way? Do you even know who he is?” She drew her hand back to slap the lady. Nelson moved without thinking. His fingers closed around Rachel’s wrist, firm like he could rip her skin off. “Don’t you dare lay your hand on her,” he said. His voice was low but

“Hey, man! Where have you been? We’ve been looking for you all over the place!”Nelson turned and smiled when he saw Miguel and Robby jogging up to him. “I just had to deal with a few things,” he said lightly. “Nothing serious.”Miguel stretched his arms. “Good, because I’m starving. I skipped breakfast to finish that stupid project.”Robby laughed. “You always skip breakfast, bro. One day you’ll faint in class.”They were all in their final year of school, the busiest and toughest stage of their lives. Between studying for exams and completing final projects, they barely had time to rest. Yet, whenever they were together, the weight of school and life seemed to fade away.Miguel grinned. “Let’s grab something to eat. My treat, even if it’s just a small fast-food joint.”Nelson nodded. “Sure, I could use a bite.”As they walked down the road, the air felt calm. The breeze brushed through Nelson’s shirt, but his mind wasn’t at peace. For weeks, he had been carrying a truth too big to h

Nelson couldn’t get Jane out of his head. He knew he had disappointed her. He never realized she had feelings for him, and the truth was, he felt something too. But he had buried it deep beneath everything happening around him. “No,” he quietly said to himself, gripping his blanket. “I can’t let my feelings take control now.” Morning light slipped through the window. Miguel and Robby were already moving about, pulling on shirts and arranging books. “Hey, guys,” Nelson asked sleepily. “Where are you two heading so early?” Miguel laughed. “Bro, we’ve got lectures today.” Nelson blinked, then suddenly burst into laughter. “What’s funny?” Robby asked, confused. Nelson grinned. “Do you even know what day it is?” They stared at him until realization hit them both. “Saturday?” Miguel said, then laughed so hard he dropped his notebook. “You two are too addicted to school thing,” Nelson teased. They were still laughing when Nelson added, “And today happens to be the day of Kyler’s p

The party was already coming to an end. The loud beats had softened into a slower rhythm, and people were beginning to drift away, drunk on laughter, lights, and champagne. Nelson took an excuse from the table, adjusting his blazer as he stood. “I’ll be back,” he said calmly. Jane smiled softly, her voice barely above a whisper. “Ok, no problem. I’ll be right here waiting for you.” Her eyes followed him until he disappeared into the glowing hallway. Something about that look told Nelson she truly meant it — that she would wait for him, no matter how long it took. As he walked down the long passage toward the restroom, he couldn’t shake off the strange feeling crawling up his spine. The air behind him felt heavy, his instincts sharp. Someone’s following me, he thought. He slowed his steps, then suddenly turned. “Rachel?” She froze, eyes wide like she’d been caught doing something forbidden. For a moment, Nelson couldn’t even breathe. The sight of her brought back a rush of burie