"build empires and break hearts"

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Khalil Blanc woke up in the familiar black and white egyptian sheets with a girl's hand draped around his stomach.

He looked at his right side to see who it was and to his no surprise, he saw Tamara Moreau and sighed. He's so used into waking up with a girl beside him after fucking them senseless overnight. No strings attached.

He gently removed Tamara's hand around him and quickly got up from the bed which earned him a wave of nausea.

"Fucking hangover," He muttered as he tugged the roots of his hair to get some relief before proceeding to his lavish bathroom, completely naked.

He looked at himself at the mirror above the sink. His hair was mess, his cheeks looked flushed and when he turned around, he noticed that there were a few scratches in his back. He just shaked his head before entering his clear shower.

Soon enough, the whole bathroom was covered in steam as he let's himself enjoy the hot shower.

"Holy fuck!"

Khalil was startled by the shout coming from his bedroom. He immediately turned the shower off and covered himself in fresh towel.

He saw Tamara frantically putting her clothes on as he leaned on the bathroom door.

"What the hell?" He asked, confused.

Tamara rolled her eyes at him. "It's the first day of school, baby."

"I know. So?" He answered and raised an eyebrow.

"Ugh. You're hopeless," Tamara said and shaked her head before grabbing her louboutin pumps.

"Thanks," He sarcastically said and made his way onto his bedside table to grab his phone.

"Whatever. I gotta go now," she said and blow Khalil a kiss, "buh bye!" and jumped out of his window.

When Tamara's gone, he sat at the edge of his bed while he scroll through his intagram until he saw her photo smiling brightly at the camera while the guy next to her kissed her cheek.

Khalil's jaw clenched involuntarily as he glared at the picture on his phone. He then click the username and hit the unfollow button. Why can't you just forget her? He asked himself over and over as he pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes before he walked to his walk-in closet.

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All eyes are on him as he got out of his black Rolls Royce Ghost II. He then winked at the group of girls on the sidewalk as he passed by them and he heard them giggle. Just like I thought, he muttered mentally.

Khalil made his way at the back of the school where his friends liked to hang out.

"Khalil!" Tamara perked up when he saw Khalil as she immediately ran and snaked her hands around him.

"Hey babe," He said and smiled at her before swiftly removing her hands around him and made his way at the bench where Paige and Zoë sat.

Didn't she know the meaning of one-night stand? He thought to himself before shaking his head.

"So I heard there's a new boy in town," Zoë said, her eyes lightning up.

"Oh yeah? What's the name?" Paige asked before putting down her phone.

"Um . . . Laurent's the surname, I think and apparently, his father own the biggest oil industry in the middle east while her mother own the highly fashionable worldwide boutique 'La Belle'." Zoë smirked.

"How d'you know all that?" Khalil asked and chuckled.

"Connections, baby. Connections." Zoë said in an alluring voice and winked at him which earned her a glare from Tamara.

"Stop glaring at me. God, how pathetic." Zoë laughed and rolled her perfectly-winged eye at her.

"Where's Justin and Maddox, by the way?" Khalil asked as he roamed his eyes around.

"Don't know, don't care." Paige answered without looking up on her phone. Khalil noticed that she looked tired for there are dark circles under her eyes and she keeps on yawning from time to time.

"Aren't you sleeping well, Paige?" Khalil asked which made Paige glared at him. Her glare made him want to shrink and he really don't want to be on Paige's bad side so he kept his mouth shut.

"None of your business, Blanc," She huffed before taking a sip of her green smoothie that she would drink exactly one-fourth of before tossing to the trash can.

"Yea, you looked like a freakin' zombie," Tamara muttered as she leaned on Khalil.

"Excuse me?" Paige sneered and gave Tamara an icy glare. Paige don't like Tamara when she first saw her walking at the hallway as if she's the queen and that impression remained that way for the past 2 years now. One can say that the feeling is mutual.

"Nothing, loser." Tamara hissed before rolling her eyes, resisting the urge to slap her.

"Can you just shut up?" Zoë said to Tamara in fake disdain. She's actually quite enjoying the little show in front of her.

"Okay, enough," said Khalil with a hint of authority in his voice.

Tamara just smirked at Zoë before returing her gaze at Khalil. "Baby, I'm hungry," Tamara said out of nowhere before pouting her lips.

"Don't pout or else . . ." Khalil whispered on Tamara's ears as his hands moved up and down her thigh.

"Or else what?" Tamara giggled like a child and moved her face a little closer to his.

"Ugh, get a room you two, will you?" Paige said while looking at them with disgust before returning her attention on her phone.

"You jealous or something?" Khalil asked, with a goofy smile plastered on his face.

"Dream on, you-" Paige started to say but then her eyes widen as she stared at her phone and her hands started to shake that she almost dropped it.

"What's wrong, Paige?" Zoë asked her, without the slightest hint of worry in her tone as they all stared at Paige who looked like she had just seen a ghost.

"She . . . I . . . I gotta go," Paige said, ignoring them and hurriedly walked away.

Khalil stood up and started to follow Paige but was stopped by Tamara.

"Where are you going?" Tamara asked as he holds Khalil's arm.

"To paige, obviously," Khalil answered, quite irritated on how Tamara was acting. If he'd knew that she would be this clingy then he would not have slept with her.

"Why? We all know that she's such a drama queen so don't waste your time being fooled by her sick game," Tamara said, annoyed that Paige was getting Khalil's attention.

"Can you please stop, Tamara? Why are you acting like you're my girlfriend or something?" Khalil blurted out.

Tamara looked so shocked that she quickly let go of his arm.

"Burn hoe," Zoë smirked at her before grabbing her Louis Vuitton handbag and followed Paige.

Khalil looked like he was about to say something but he just brushed his hair using his fingers and walked away, leaving Tamara alone.

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A/N:

Bloody hell! I really don't know what to feel about this chapter, I mean I don't know if I like it or not lmao. So yeah, if you don't like it, I'm okay with that and if you do like it, I'm still okay with that haha. Love you all. Mwa.

p.s gonna edit this soon. Promise.