I'm sure we've all heard of that one love story of an ordinary girl and a playboy guy. The playboy falls for the girl and blah blah blah
BUT
what if the girl is also a 'playboy'? and the guy ended up falling head over heels to the girl who doesn't want it?
Victoria used to be the innocent, sweet, kindhearted girl. But it all changed when people at school turned a prank into gut-renching humiliation that forced her out of the country to start a new life, as her old one was rotting her from the insides.
He changed her. Nichkhun. The guy who made her fall in love before breaking her heart in front of hundreds.
The new Victoria is Fierce. Cold. Hard. Game.
She was the '' of New York, and everyone wanted a piece of her. And one deep dark secret pushed her to return to the one place she hated the most.
Returning back to Seou to continue on her family's multi-million firm, Victoria was the new talk of the town. Starting as 'new' Victoria with a new life, she thought she escaped her past, but did she really?
Nichkhun was the man. He has it all. The money, the women, the .
His life was on track, but that dull guilt stuck by him since the say he humiliated the sweet girl. He never saw her again.
Until she came back, and his world came trobbling down.
One after the other, problems surfaced, stabbing him front and centre and whilst juggling it all, Victoria was his new interest and he wouldn't rest until he got a taste. But one taste of her, and his heart was already claimed. Whether he knew it or not.
You think this is the ordinary love story? think again.
A/N= THIS STORY CONTAINS CASUAL SWEARING, AND ADULT CONTENT. readers beware.
I stared at my reflection in the mirror in my New York condo. Today was the day I returns back to hell. I left at the age of 18 because of the people there. The people at Seoul Academy. The rich s/es where their mommy and daddy work in high places and have loaded pockets, thinking they could do whatever they wanted. Especially picking on the vulnerable.
Unfortunately, one of those poor vulnerable people is me. Poor naive Victoria. With makeup-less face and brilliant bright smile. Clueless that everyone talks and takes pity behind my back. Clueless of the ploy and plots the nasty kingkas and queenkas planned to humiliate me.
I smiled it off, saying it was an accident when gum somehow was stuck in my hair and shrugged my shoulders when my skirt was stuck to the chair because someone super glued the seat.
But my unbecoming was that boy. The boy. Who broke and ruined me. Finally cracking my shell and stomped on my heart until there was nothing left to destroy. But looking back, I should’ve known. Why would someone like him come up to me and start talking, laughing, be my friend, when others just turned the other way when I walked down the hall.
He made me feel liked, he made me fall in love. Nichkhun Horvjkul was the best thing that ever happened to me. he was my knight in shining armour and my saviour. Little did I know, that he was always the one behind all my pranks and laughed behind my back when I embarrassed myself, and was the shoulder I cried on when things got too tough.
I fell for him, and fell for him hard. He asked me out and I was over the moon. He was my first everything. my first kiss, my first relationship, my first love, my first . He helped me get through it all the way, made me feel like the princess that he adored. I felt loved. I loved him with all my heart.
When he knew I was gone for, when I was truly and wholly in love with him, he strike. Nichkhun had asked me to go to the school dance with him, of course I went. I wore my best dress and looked my best. We walked in hand in hand and his arm around my waist, I was his and he was mine.
We danced and laughed. He kissed me like I was the only girl in the room and adored me. It was the best night of my life. Well, before hit the fan. When I went into the bathroom to get freshen up, enjoying the night with pure bliss. That was when the night turned to hell.
As I walked out, red colouring dye was thrown in my face, ruining my tiffany blue dress and stained my skin. I was so shocked no words escaped my mouth. I was more shocked when it rained rice. The grains were stuck to the sticky red food dye. Tears burned my eyes as I looked around for my knight, but he was nowhere to be found. I tried to get out of there, but the girls pulled me back, taunt me and tease me. white flashes went off as people took pictures of me and laughed. Finally, there he was, my hero. I broke into a small smile and waited for him to come to me. slowly, the smile slipped off my face when I saw his arms around another girl. They laughed together, him pointing and she doubled over with laughter.
“Nichkhun” I called to him but he looked at me like I was a stranger.
“who the hell are you to call my name, you freak of a person” he said to me. I tried not to cry but I could feel my heart breaking into million pieces.
“get out of here! No one wants you!” he yelled, others joined in. He laughed and smirked. My hero gone, replaced by this taunting devil.
I ran. Tears streamed down my face as I tried to get as far as I can, away from this hell hole. The laughter followed me. I couldn’t see, I couldn’t hear. The night was cold and dark. I had no ride.
When I thought I was farther enough away, I collapse onto the side walk and cried. my hands shook and my breathing laboured. My heart was broken and my mind was a mess. All of it was a lie and I fell for it like a naive little girl, following him like a fool while he goes off and tell others of our relationship. He probably laughed to his friends when we had . He probably laughed about it afterwards and ed about me to his friends. I was now his conquest. His challenge and he had won.
The rest was a blur, I was nothing. it got so bad that I fell into depression and my parents sent me away to America to seek new life. Eventually, I got better. Eventually, I changed. All because of that one guy, all because of him, he had changed me.
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