CHAPTER SEVEN

AARON'S POV

We were pulled into the car. I looked around in shock. “Joshua!!” I shout in irritation.

“Sorry, young master, but you have told us not to pick you in front of school.” a man in his mid twenties said.

“Yes!! We told you not to pick us up in front of school but that doesn't mean you'll kidnap us?” Noah said and took out his bag.

“But you were far from school...so it doesn't matter?” Joshua said and told the driver to drive.

“By the way, thanks for picking us, Joshua.” I said and gave him a smile. He nodded while smiling.

He's my father's manager but like a friend to us. After some time we reached my house, we took our bags and ran inside the house.

Our houses are just side by side in the same location.

“Mom!!” I shouted and went into the kitchen. I hugged my mom's waist.

“How was your day? Aaron.” Mom said, caressing my head.

The memory of the classroom rewinds in my mind. Valencia was close to me, our faces just a few inches apart, her breath on my neck.

“Oh my