Leah pouted, "Did you just express your love? Say it again, I want to hear!"
Damn it!
Who would have thought that tonight's events would bring out his domineering side! Totally worth it!
Leah's excited legs were turning to jelly, but the person behind her remained silent.
Frustrated, she muttered, "If you're not going to speak, I'll just go find Wesley tomorrow. Then you'll be without your stunning girlfriend, don't come crying to me... ouch!"
She took a sharp breath, feeling the pain radiating from her shoulder, she twisted her petite face. "You bite me!"
"Mutual," he replied flatly.
Leah blinked. Was this payback for biting him in the car?
Her gaze shifted, surrendering automatically. "Okay, I'm sorry, I was just teasing you."
She whispered softly, "I love you to death, how could I possibly have feelings for someone else? Don't you know that..."
Her voice was gentle, tinged with a hint of coquett
Wesley: "Can't you be a bit more comforting?" Yvaine: "Let me tell you something." "What?" "About that Hollywood movie," Yvaine said slowly, "the role I was originally fighting for you, guess who got it?" "I don't care about that now," Wesley sounded dejected, "She rejected me, I'm feeling extremely down, let's talk about work later, Yvaine." Yvaine's voice came softly, "That role, went to Ben Thompson." "What?!" Wesley kicked open the car door, sending the bottle of beer crashing. Fury blazed in his eyes. "How could it be that idiot? Damn it!" Wesley pounded the steering wheel, his temples throbbing with rage. Anyone but him, why did it have to be that idiot?! Last time, losing everything but his underwear at the music awards was bad enough, now he's being overshadowed by Ben in the film industry too?! Wesley felt like hanging himself on the spot out of sheer frustration.
Liora teasingly adjusted her nightgown. "Come here." Ben immediately approached. Before Liora could say anything, he pounced, pinning her down on the bed. One hand lifted her long leg, wrapping around his waist. Right at the peak of the intense atmosphere before, Wesley suddenly returned. He was forced to halt the moment ago. The fire in his heart was being suppressed, unable to withstand such teasing. Now, he had to make the most of his time to properly cherish his crush. Just as they were about to kiss, his phone alarm suddenly went off. Ben, startled, quickly got off Liora. He reached for the nearby phone, furrowing his handsome brows at the displayed time. Regretfully, he said, "Liora, I have to go." "Oh? So urgent?" Liora leisurely got up from the bed, somewhat puzzled. "Aren't you staying here tonight?" "Well... I promised Ramingo I'd be back before m
Wesley: No wonder I felt an immediate urge to punch that guy's face when we first met. Now it all made sense! Ben's brother? How could Wesley not want to punch Ben's brother?!!! Ben shrugged. "Think about it positively. You'll get to see her often in the future, and with family ties, you'll become closer, right?" A twitch appeared at the corner of Wesley's eye. "I'll kill you!" He lunged at Ben, and the two of them tumbled to the ground in a scuffle. Ben, not wanting to fight, quickly pushed Wesley away with a foot and dashed downstairs, clutching his jacket tightly. Wesley chased him downstairs, grabbing onto Ben's jacket at the doorway. But just in time, Liora restrained him. "Silly boy, you go first!" "But..." Ben was worried. Once he left, would Wesley start arguing with Liora? "Don't worry, he's no match for me." Liora calmly extended a hand to restrain the furious Wesley, then tripp
Then Ben spoke seriously, "I want to do well. After all, I can't stay a regular pop idol forever. I want to be an excellent artist who not only creates great music but also acts well." "Remember what you just said," Ramingo said, looking at him. "Tomorrow, you and I will go to the training place together." "Alright!" "Wait a minute," Leo, who had been silently observing, finally spoke up. "Ramingo, you haven't explained why you didn't handle the rumors between Ben and Wesley." Ramingo gave a smile. "Ben's auditioning for a role where he plays a convict. Not only that, but he also has an intimate relationship with another man in prison." Anthony's eyes widened. "Is he supposed to be gay?" "Something like that." Ramingo took a drag on his cigarette and continued, "When I spoke to Wesley's manager Yvaine this morning, she mentioned that Wesley might take on the role." Ben responded, "So?" "So, since the media wants to stir
"Huh?" Leah paused, subconsciously raising her head to look at the guy in front of her. "Colin Darling, what did you just say?" "Nothing." Colin remained calm. "If you want to cook, I think you can." Leah was stunned. Was he... promising her a lifetime together? It was really... so sudden! Leah's lips curled up happily, her annoyance instantly dissipated. She leaned over and planted a kiss on Colin's handsome face. Then she sat back in her chair, resting her chin on her hand, looking at him with an ambiguous expression. "Colin Darling, what I want to do isn't just cooking, also..." Colin raised an eyelid. But Leah hooked her lips, softly saying a word, "Love." Colin: "I gave you a chance last night, and you didn't take it." Leah blinked her pretty eyes. "Then when's my next chance?" Colin didn't say anything but picked up a piece of scrambled egg and put it
Mitbahl slid two meters on the floor before he quickly got up. "Now I believe you're fine!" Diana sat down nearby, curious. "What are you doing here?" "You know the answer. I'm still following the boss's orders to keep you safe~" "Is that how you protect me, jumping out unexpectedly and scaring me?" Diana looked at him, feeling a little speechless. His unpredictable comings and goings could easily scare someone to death. Mitbahl poked his fingers together, looking a bit hurt. "Now I know. I won't scare you again..." As Diana watched him, she noticed something different. "You look different today." He was wearing new clothes from head to toe and carried a new bag. His usual scruffy appearance had been replaced by a more polished look. Diana asked, "Did you get a raise?" "No, it's our annual bonus!" Mitbahl said cheerfully. "Our monthly salary is low, but the annual bonus is the main event." "How much did
When John returned to his villa, before he even stepped through the door, he spotted a slender figure hurrying toward him. It was Diana. She wore a loose casual outfit, her small face filled with distress. "John, you're finally back! I've been so bored here, it's driving me crazy," she exclaimed, diving into his embrace. "Alright, let's go out," John suggested. "Go where?" Diana inquired. John playfully pinched her cheek. "Frank is being discharged from the hospital today. Let's go to Cuisine Tower for dinner." "Cuisine Tower?!" Diana's eyes lit up at the mention of food. "What are we waiting for? Let me change, and I'll be ready!" Cuisine Tower. Arm in arm, Diana and John entered the top-tier VVIP suite, filled with excitement. Inside, they were greeted by an extravagantly large table neatly arranged in the center. The room was adorned with poetic decorations, overlooking a vast outdoo
Frank: "Don't talk nonsense, it's a normal injury." Kasa: "Whether it's normal or not, I'll know if I check..." Kasa reached out towards his chest, her touch ambiguous. Frank felt a hint of discomfort instinctively. But he didn't dodge, and instead, he chuckled. "How are you going to check?" Seeing his playful demeanor, Kasa's smile widened. She leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "However you want me to..." "Frank." Jenny suddenly spoke up, interrupting their intimacy. Frank turned his head. "Yeah?" He looked at Jenny, feeling some of the unease in his heart dissipate. Frank quickly imagined the next developments.: It seemed Jenny couldn't bear to watch. Of course! After all, deep down Jenny likes me. She must be jealous, right? If she shows any sign of being upset later, then I'll quickly back off. Howere, Jenny spoke slowly, "If you're busy, go ahead, I'll go up first." With that