Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 904: The Annoying Boy

Aveline's head throbbed as soon as she heard the voice. Why, oh why, did fate decide to place her in the same class as him again?

The person who had spoken was Kieran, her desk partner for six long years.

"Well, Aveline, you can sit next to Kieran," Miss Emberly said with a knowing smile, assuming that since they were familiar with each other, they'd be fine sharing a desk again.

Aveline scanned the classroom. Of course, the only empty seat was the one next to Kieran.

"My dear little Aveline, we meet again! I just knew we'd end up as desk partners again. Look, I even saved this seat for you," Kieran chirped as he stepped forward to carry her bag for her.

Seeing him made Aveline's entire body tense up. It wasn't that Kieran was unattractive- quite the opposite, in fact. His baby face was adorably delicate, with charmingly precise features.

The problem was that Kieran was noisy. Not just a little noisy, but incessantly so. Aveline loved peace and quiet, loathing anyone who disrupted it with endless chatter. Not everyone in the world was like Joyce, who could tolerate anything.

She still remembered the first day she met Kieran. She was only six years old, and the teacher had seated her next to a boy.

The boy had large eyes and long eyelashes, so finely featured that Aveline couldn't tell whether he was a boy or a girl.

As she observed him, he suddenly spoke.

"Wow, you're so pretty, like a little doll!" he exclaimed. "My name's Kieran. What's yours?"

The disappointment was clear on her face when she heard his voice-it was a boy after

all. She was just about to tell him her name when he interrupted her again.

"Wait, don't tell me! Let me guess... Your name is Stella, right?"

"No," she replied curtly.

"But your eyes are as beautiful as the stars in the sky. I was so sure your name must be Stella!"

Aveline rolled her eyes at him. This boy... so glib.

away! If I get it wrong, will you tell

his nonstop chatter. She

to be just

attached himself

tie is

dress

from Paris? I'll ask my

left speechless. Encountering someone this chatty felt like the

after all these years, here he

unfazed by her cold demeanor, spoke as easily as he

you end up transferring here? Where have

were studying somewhere else. Which school was it? I

still

Aveline, my dear

him. Her

me! And it was two whole

him for six years, she still couldn't get

understand that you're excited to see an old classmate, but we're in class now.

as if each one were a little prince or princess. Heaven

a charming smile. His good nature made him popular

many classmates

you

heard you transferred here. Were you studying

had transferred from other schools

quickly became the

is that new girl? That skirt she's wearing is

pull some strings, but he still couldn't

who she is? She's a big deal.

big of a deal

Julian Barnet and his

in the business world for