Lost Heiress of the Belfort Brothers

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en crushing on since kindergarten. My heart always betrayed me when it came to him as it beat faster, almost like it wanted to leap out of my chest and throw itself at him. Finally

ht for me, and I couldn't wait to show it off. At least today I had a reason to feel prou

put something extra into it, some kind of warmth. Or maybe I was just hearing what I wanted to hear. Di

e paper I was holding was automatically his. He didn't even glance at the bag I carried. For a second, disappointment prickled through me

w, it's not really good to keep up with this act of cheating." My words stumbled out half-pleading. I just wanted him to take me

no smile. Just a sharp grab. My heart sank. But then, as if realizing he'd been t

e it's perfe

hoved it into his pocket like it wasn't even worth keeping flat. Still, a silly bu

ch I wanted his approval. "I triple-checked it and made sure

holding out his righ

omach twisted. I didn't need him to explai

an ask my mom for that. She could lose her job if

lab. He wasn't just asking me for homework anymore-he was asking me to risk her entire career. My chest tightened. I loved Adrian, or

r times you've helped me. Why is this one such a big deal now?" He brushed his fingers against mine lightly, the touch felt almost tender. His thumb skimmed over my bracelet

im my notes or finishing up an assignment. This was stealing. This was gambling with my mom'

hed in his eyes. "Then what's the point of you, anyway?" His words cut deeper than I expecte

y fingers trembling against the edges of his sleeve. He shook me off roughly, but I refused to let go, tug

ace offering, I tried to smile. "This is my dress for the homecoming dance," I said, forcing the excitem

cipal's son, want to be seen with you? In what, exactly?" He reached out and pinched the edge of the dress

from spilling over. That dress was the most beautiful thing I'd ever owned. My mom mus

ago," I whispered, my voice sharp with hurt. My eyes st

he hall. Sounding all sharp and confident. My stomach sank. I d

h! Boo!" s

s-she was the girl who'd made me her personal rival without me getting involved with anything they had to do with her. Not because I wanted it, but because she couldn't s