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125: Chasing The Way Out
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Winning My Ex-Crush 126: Toughen Up
Fenella’s POV"I don't want to give up," I said on the sofa."Yes, I know," Jessy whispered softly.Although I said that I wouldn't give up and that I would fight to avoid the project, my current body posture was not convincing at all, not even to a child. I sat on the sofa with both knees bent to my chest. My hands caressed my toes, while my chin rested on my knees.Honestly, I wish I had the strength to turn back time. Everything that happened in my life was misfortune that I wished I could avoid. In reality, regrets came too late. I had already put my signature on those damned contracts.Jessy himself sat beside me. He massaged his forehead and admitted to having a severe migraine despite taking a painkiller. Everything worsened because now Mike asked for a break from their relationship."I still don't understand what he means by taking a break from the relationship. What do you think it means?" I asked Jessy with a furrowed brow."Oof, I wish I knew. Maybe he wants to keep his dis
Winning My Ex-Crush 127: Private Investigator
Laird’s POVI visited a small office in one of the office building rows at the edge of Brooklyn. The office building had three floors and was divided into several small offices. I walked up the stairs of the old building to the top floor.One of the offices had a rusted door and dirty glass covered by yellowed blinds. "Private Investigator: Matthew Logan" was written on a white nameplate with blue lettering next to the door.I knocked on the door and entered without much greeting or pleasantries. As I entered, a man with black hair immediately lowered the newspaper he had been reading onto the desk.“Ah, Laird!”“Hey, Matthew,” I said as I sat on one of the shabby sofas with cracked and torn leather on the edges.“On time. I just finished reading the lottery announcement in the newspaper.”“Did you get it?”“Not yet. I guess I still need time to map out the counter with the highest winning odds,” he sighed deeply and sat down on the same worn-out sofa in front of me.“Certainly, that
Winning My Ex-Crush 128: Written in Script
Fenella’s POVShooting this condom commercial was my last project this year before we go on winter break. After this, we can move on quickly, finish other projects at the beginning of the year, and then I can be free from Gene. So, I just had to endure for a little while."Fenella, welcome," Alan said, stretching out his arms as if to hug me when he saw me entering the meeting room. I didn't pay attention to him, of course."Hey, Alan," Jessy greeted him.I remained silent, not responding to his greeting. I still didn't want to talk to him, thinking he deserved to get my cold shoulder. Besides, whether I was friendly to him or not, I still had to finish this darn project."You're not saying hi to me?" he playfully asked me again.I persisted in walking away from him, entering the meeting room. The three of us were going to meet with the director and the producer for the shooting preparations. But before I could even sit down and wait for them, Alan grabbed my arm tightly."What the—”
Winning My Ex-Crush 129: Action!
Fenella’s POVSeveral days after our meeting, I was already sitting in the makeup chair in front of the mirror. Wearing a long-sleeved black knit sweater and jeans, I looked like an ordinary woman. Indeed, that was the concept of today's ad: just a couple going shopping to prepare for a winter vacation abroad."Okay, all set," the makeup artist said to me after doing my face with neutral tones."Thank you," I replied softly with a small smile.She then left to report to the director. I sighed and waited in my makeup chair, looking at my phone. There was a text message from Laird, and I read it immediately.‘Hey. Has the shooting started yet?’Since yesterday, he has sent me multiple messages and called me several times. I knew he was trying to restrain himself from being jealous, but the tone and anxiety in his voice couldn't lie.Laird and I decided not to inform him about the shooting details because we believed Laird might go crazy hearing the detailed story behind the scenes. Besi
Winning My Ex-Crush 130: Shake It Hot
Fenella’s POVAlan and I approached the director again as she gave instructions for the second scene. We both wore the white satin robes provided by our makeup artist. Now, our hair was styled slightly more tousled than in the previous scene."Okay, Fenella. I want you to stay calm and relaxed. The concept is that you are choosing a condom as if you were choosing a shirt that fits Alan because condoms can be considered a daily necessity for a couple like you, right?""Yes." I nodded softly."Stay calm and relaxed, okay? You are choosing a shirt," Martha repeatedly indoctrinated me to not be nervous."Okay," I said, portraying a calm face."Alright, let's get ready!" The assistant director issued the command through the megaphone.Alan and I opened our satin robes and handed them to Jessy. The first time we saw each other's outfits, my heart beat faster. Alan was not wearing any clothing except for a skin-toned thong. I saw Alan also look surprised, his eyes widening as he looked at me
Winning My Ex-Crush 131: Dangerous Zone
Fenella’s POVThe break had ended, and the shooting was about to start again. Alan and I sat on the pharmacy floor. We listened to Martha's instructions before starting the shoot, and when we were ready, we took off our robes and handed them to Jessy.My hair was now messy and tangled, a deliberate hairstyling by the makeup artist. These were the last two scenes before we could go home. I just hoped the shooting would end soon so I could be free from this torment.I got into position. My body was lying on the slightly itchy, carpeted floor. Alan kneeled in front of me with both of my legs spread wide. My knees were supported on Alan's elbows and waist.Gosh! Even though this was fake, I still felt very exposed in front of Alan. I unintentionally—or well, intentionally—peeked at Alan's underwear, which was clearly visible to me. The prominent bulge was clearly visible to me.Damn! Was he really still aroused?"Fenella! Move closer to Alan so your legs are more visible," Martha's voice
Winning My Ex-Crush 132: Benefit of the Doubt
Fenella’s POV“No.”I quickly got up, pushing Alan's shoulder away. With swift steps, I approached Jessy and put on my satin robe.God, help me!I sealed my lips, holding back the red blush burning my cheeks, and walked into the dressing room. I stood leaning against the door, my heart racing. What was wrong with me?I have to admit, Alan was a man who knew how to charm. He knew how to make a woman feel special, and he made everything seem beautiful.No, wait a minute. I still didn't know anything about him or Amy. I also didn't know if he could be trusted or not, considering how easily he had lied about many things so far."Are you ready to change?" the makeup artist asked me with a puzzled look."Oh, yes, sorry. I was feeling cold," I sighed deeply.My mind continued to oscillate between Alan's continuous sweet talk and Laird, whom I knew was waiting for news from me. Once again, I tried to calm myself. I tightened the robe's straps with both hands and rubbed my arms, which shivered
Winning My Ex-Crush 133: Cater to My Needs
Fenella’s POVAt exactly 5 p.m., Jessy dropped me off in front of Laird's office building. One hand clasped a large bag of Chinese food. Honestly, I didn't know what he would like, so I ordered the menu items he often ordered and a few other dishes that looked delicious in the menu book pictures.I entered the lobby, which was crowded with employees leaving work. As I walked in, everyone stared at me as if I were an alien. Perhaps it was because I was the only one walking against the flow as everyone headed towards the exit doors."Hey, Fenella." Laird walked toward me with a faint smile. As he had informed me through a text message, he was waiting for me in his office."Hi, dear." I quickly pecked his lips, but Laird quickly moved back before our lips touched."Why?" I asked, puzzled."This is the office," he replied, clearing his throat and looking around."Oh."I looked around and saw that most desks were already empty. There were only a few people left, but it seemed like Laird st
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