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Author P.O.VNo one responded to the door when the doorbell rang. The girl in a blue velvet shirt and short skirt on the other side rang the doorbell again impatiently, she was tapping her foot impatiently. Losing her patience she began to bang the door impatiently.“Owen open the damn door, now” the girl shouted from the other side. Disturbed from the chaos Eva woke up. She pulled the sheet up to cover herself and looked at the clock. It was seven in the morning. Another bang on the door forced Ava to get out of the bed. Owen was in the shower when she lifted his shirt from the floor, put it on and answered the door, unaware of the atom bomb that was about to explode outside.Ava opened the door , saw a girl standing there leaning against the side wall, chewing gum in her mouth. She stood up straight, looking Ava from top to bottom, the smile left her face when she saw what the other woman was wearing. “Is Owen home right now?” she asked, putting her left hand on the door. She pushe
Last Updated : 2024-08-10Mr.Wrong Chapter -17
Owen P.O.VScrewing my eyes shut I flex my foot and slide towards the edge of the platform while gripping the railing that was behind me. Ok fine, just a few more steps and I will reach the end , just a little more then I will be safe.Just a little , just a little more.I tried to move but something was pulling me back or more like my towel back. I looked over my shoulder and felt a surge of panic as I realised my towel was snagged on the glass slide. Great, just great. Out of all the ways to die, hanging off the edge of a balcony in nothing but a towel was definitely not on my list. I tugged at it gently, hoping it would come loose without drawing attention. No luck. The thing was jammed tight.I glanced back into the apartment. The girls were still in their heated argument, seemingly oblivious to the fact that I was one slip away from a very embarrassing demise. Their voices grew louder, and I could see one of them pointing in the direction of the balcony."Oh no," I whispered und
Last Updated : 2024-08-13Mr.Wrong Chapter-18
Casey P.O.V“What the hell did you come from almost naked in my cousin's apartment?!” I asked the infuriating man from the other day in the cab. I could not believe my eyes. Of all the people in the world, why did it have to be him? The asshole idiot from the cab! And to make matters worse, he was nearly naked—again. This was getting ridiculous.His eyes widened as he recognized me. "You’ve got to be kidding me," he muttered under his breath.I crossed my arms, trying to appear as composed as possible despite the absurdity of the situation. "Answer the question!”"I live next door," he said, his tone somewhere between defensive and embarrassed. "There was a... um... misunderstanding, and I ended up here.""A misunderstanding?" I repeated incredulously. "So, you just wandered into my cousin's apartment half-naked because of a misunderstanding? Do you have any idea how insane that sounds?”He ran a hand through his wet hair, clearly trying to come up with a reasonable explanation. "Loo
Last Updated : 2024-08-15Mr.Wrong Chapter-19
Author P.O.VMarching out of the complex, Ava's face burned with anger and humiliation. She held her clothes and purse tightly in her hands, her mind racing as she opened the car door and threw her things into the backseat with a frustrated huff. Every cell in her body buzzed with fury at Owen Brown. She was done playing nice.Yanking her phone out, she quickly dialed a number. “Hello, Ryan? Cancel the context I sent you about Mr. Brown. I have something far more interesting to share about him.” An evil smirk tugged at her lips as she leaned back in the driver's seat, listening to Ryan’s surprised response. “Trust me, you’ll want to hear this.”Yanking her phone out, she quickly dialed a number. “Hello, Ryan? Cancel the context I sent you about Mr. Brown. I have something far more interesting to share about him.” An evil smirk tugged at her lips as she leaned back in the driver's seat, listening to Ryan’s surprised response. “Trust me, you’ll want to hear this.”She hung up the phone,
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Casey P.O.V"Yes, I’ll be there in a minute," I said, hanging up as the cab screeched to a stop in front of the hospital. "Here." I handed the driver the fare and quickly got out. I was meeting my cousin for lunch at a restaurant a few blocks away from the hospital where she worked.As I entered the building, my phone buzzed with a message. I pulled it out from my bag and glanced at the screen.‘I have been stuck because of work. Wait for me for ten minutes. I will be there.’ I read.I sighed. “Well, looks like I’ll have to wait.” I tucked the phone back into my bag and stepped to the side. That's when I saw Sam, my ex-boyfriend and his fiancee , Susan, were exiting a room just down the hall, with Dr. Hart walking behind them, a file in his hand. They hadn’t noticed me yet. They stopped to talk outside the room.so I subtly moved closer and pretended to linger near the reception desk, keeping my back to them, to listen to what they were saying .“Take it easy,” I heard Dr. Hart said to
Last Updated : 2024-09-01Mr.Wrong Chapter -21
Author P.O.V. “Hmmm…” Casey muttered as she scanned the series of books on her cousin's bookshelf. A frustrated sigh escaped her lips as her fingers brushed over a particularly dusty volume. But nothing had quite caught her interest yet. Behind her, Zazu sat curled up on the couch, swirling wine in her glass with a smirk playing on her lips. She watched Casey with mild amusement. “So let me get this straight. You are telling me that lousy son of a bitch got that girl pregnant, and then you hurt yourself while spying on them?” Zazu asked, dissolving into laughter. Casey turned her head, her expression unimpressed. “Laugh all you want. It is not like your boyfriend is cheating on you,” she retorted dryly, her eyes drifting back to the bookshelf. Her cousin’s laughter abruptly ceased, replaced by a silence that was heavy and disconcerting. Casey arched an eyebrow but did not look back. Her focus was caught by a peculiar title on the top shelf. Standing on her good foot, she stretched
Last Updated : 2024-09-04Mr.Wrong Chapter -22
Casey P.O.VThe sun was setting, casting a warm orange glow over the terrace as I sat on a sunbed, surrounded by the plants . In my hands was the book I found on the top shelf this morning, but I was not able to focus on a single word . My mind was far away, replaying the conversation with Zazu. I couldn’t shake the look on her face when she told me about Brooks. The hurt in her eyes, the tears she tried to hold back. The soft rustling of leaves in the breeze was the only sound keeping me company, my back was facing the neighbor’s balcony.How could someone be so cruel? I clenched the edge of the book tighter as I thought about how she had been hiding her pain for so long.It was not until the book was no longer in my hands that I snapped out of my daze.I immediately stood up and turned around to see Owen standing there, a mischievous grin on his face as he read the cover."‘One Hundred and One Ways to Get Your Dream Man’. A book that will help you to find your soulmate" Owen smirked.
Last Updated : 2024-09-07Mr.Wrong Chapter-23
Casey P.O.V It was Sunday morning, and the sunlight streamed gently through my window, casting soft, golden shadows across the room. The faint chirping of birds outside my window added to the serene ambiance. I stretched lazily in bed, savouring the quiet, before finally pulling myself up. Another day, another routine. After brushing my teeth and splashing cold water on my face to shake off the remnants of sleep, I slipped into a comfortable T-shirt and shorts. The cool fabric brushed against my skin, and I combed my damp hair back after a refreshing shower. Feeling more awake, I stepped out of my room and made my way to the living room, the familiar scent of coffee guiding my steps. Zazu was sprawled across the couch, her legs stretched out lazily, sipping her morning coffee as though she had all the time in the world. A magazine hovered above her face, her eyes scanning its pages with rapt attention. The rich aroma of her coffee lingered in the air, mingling with the faint trace o
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Casey P.O.V “Don't stop” Owen raised my right thigh and rested my leg over his shoulder. Because I was pretty sure he was trying to kill me, he slid one finger inside me while flickering my clit with his thumb. He pushed it in and out of me, so painfully slow my insides clenched around him. I lean back on my elbows, and a soft moan escapes my lips as I watch him withdraw his finger and add another. “Owen,” I moaned. “Mmm… That feels so good.” My head fell back in pleasure Owen slammed his fingers into me, hitting every pleasure point at once. “Come for me,” he groans, rolling his thumb over my clit. I moan in response, and he adds, his words were a little slurring, “That is it. Strangle my fingers like they are my cock.” I was on the edge of losing control, so close my entire body trembled. Owen clutched my thigh in his big hands, his mouth dangerously close to my aching clit. A shiver ran down my spine when his hot breath hit my over heated sensitive nub .His fingers glided in
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Casey P.O.V. As I burst out of the stadium, the cool night air rushed against my skin, but I barely felt it. My heart was pounding as I pulled out my phone and quickly dialed Owen’s number. The line rang once. Twice. I pulled the phone away from my ear, staring at the screen in frustration. The call failed. Frowning, I tried again, but the same thing happened. A wave of unease crawled up my spine. I had just admitted to Zazu that I loved Owen, that I wanted to fight for him. But what if it was too late? I refused to let my thoughts spiral. Maybe his phone had died, or maybe he had put it on silent. Not wanting to waste another second, I called his office instead. Someone there had to know where he was. After a few rings, the call connected. “Hello?” a gruff male voice answered. I blinked. It wasn’t Barbara, nor anyone from Owen’s executive team. “Uh, this is Casey Maxwell. I am looking for Owen Brown? Is he still in the building?” The man sighed. “Sorry, ma’am, but everyone l
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