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STEALING HER INNOCENCE : CHAPTER 1 – 10

STEALING HER INNOCENCE : CHAPTER 1 - 10

STEALING HER INNOCENCE : CHAPTER 1 – 10

HARPER’S MANSION*

Driving into the gigantic mansion took a lot of confidence from Gray.

If there’s somewhere he doesn’t wanna be right now, then it’s this house cos there’s a witch in there, but what can he do? It’s his father’s house.

The driver pulled up at the garage, and came down fast to open the door for him, but Gray was faster.

He opened the door and came out by himself, looking at the house like it’s haunted.

“I’m so sorry master, about to he strawberry incident” the driver bowed to apologise, but he wasn’t even looking at the man.

His firm gaze stood transfixed on the mansion, and he sighed.

His family owns Famoux Group so he’s the heir, and they’re the rivals to Orbit group, deep enemies with Chambers family.

No one in the country knows him as the heir though, and it’s same with Alex.

Their fathers kept their faces and names hidden from the public since they were young, only to be revealed when it’s time.

“Welcome home, young master” a maid came to him, and he shifted his gaze to her.

“Chairman is waiting for you at the foyer” she said, her head still bowed.

“Don’t touch my things at the trunk, I’m not staying here for long” he told the driver before going in.

He opened the door and truly met his dad waiting with a big smile… Chairman Harper himself.

“Dad” he smiled, and the man widened his arms.

He walked into it, hugging him tightly.

“Welcome back son! I thought you weren’t gonna return from Italy anytime soon, I missed you Gray!” He said, patting his back fondly.

“I’m back now” Grayson replied, breaking the hug.

“Do you even eat at all? Your face became thin” Chairman Harper said, checking him out.

“I’m not a kid, I’m fine dad” he replied.

“I told the maids to prepare your room so…

“No. I’m not staying here this time. I came back to the country on a mission to find peace, so I’d like to stay in a quiet place. I can’t stay here with her…you know who I’m talking about” Grayson interrupted.

“But…

“I made up my mind already, and I even found a house, so…”

“A house? Will it be comfortable? Is it a conducive mansion? There are no mosquitoes right? You know you’re allergic to their bites too” the man said.

“I’ll be totally good. I need a shower” Gray replied, climbing the stairs.

His room got touched up for real, it’s clean just like he left it.

He entered the bathroom and had a warm shower, coming out ten minutes later to dress up in a comfy sweatshirt and black pants.

He got his phone and left the room, but then just outside of it, he met the witch waiting.

She’s backing the wall, looking at her with hateful eyes.

She’s Yolanda, his senior sister… they’re of the same parents, but they hate each other like mad, though she hates him most.

“Why are you back in the country?” She questioned, leaving the wall to face him.

“Now I have to take permission from you before entering the country?” He smirked.

“Answer my question” she replied, coming closer.

“I came cos I wanted to come” he said.

“Go back, don’t you get it? You’re not needed here!” She shot with a tone of finality, and he chuckled.

“I see you’re still the insecure freak, still afraid that father will handover Famoux to me instead of you cos I’m a male? Listen we’re both interested in the companies, why don’t you play fair? Whoever dad hands over to can have everything” he said.

“Go back to Italy, that’s what I want” she replied.

“And who said I care about what you want?” he muttered, arching his brows.

“Grayson….

“I said no!” He yelled, and a slap landed on his face from her instantly.

“Go back to Italy!” She breathed.

Sharply, Grayson faced her with a burning cheek and slapped her back.

Yolanda fell on the ground as her cheek stung, and she looked up at him shockingly…. Grayson smiled with his lips.

“You’re only two years older, don’t fûck with me Yolanda. I’m not gonna be staying in this house anyways, you can have it all to yourself” he glared and descended the stairs.

“Grayson” Yolanda stood, boiling with rage as she leaned on the rails.

STEALING HER INNOCENCE : CHAPTER 1 – 10

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