Fenella’s POVI looked at myself in the mirror. I don't know how long I spent making sure my appearance was perfect, as Oscar had requested.I styled my hair with a curling iron to give it a bit more thickness and waves. I also applied styling cream specifically designed to add volume and smoothness.Following Oscar and Alan's final choice, I wore a red lace lingerie set. Then, I put on a shimmering gold minidress that reached mid-thigh with a low-cut neckline. I didn't forget a small black purse with a gold chain strap to hold my phone and credit card wallet. My ensemble was completed with a set of gold earrings, a necklace, and a bracelet.All were designed by Oscar de Ragetti.I clicked the heels of my ankle
Laird’s POVThe valet attendant immediately opened the door for her. Then he approached me to exchange the car keys for the valet parking card.A red carpet was laid out at the entrance. Music played lively from inside, and congratulatory flowers were lined up in the lobby. Journalists and paparazzi shouted for her to pose in front of them. Flashing lights and camera shutter sounds immediately animated our arrival.However, I shy away from the camera spotlight. I stepped back and let Fenella pose alone in front of the camera."Is he your boyfriend?" one of them asked.She didn't answer their questions and chose to continue posing. After Fenella was waving and blowing a kiss into the air, we immediately entered the club together.Inside the club, there were celebrities from the entertainment worlds. I couldn't even name them all, because there were so many. It's as if everyone present was a VIP. My throat dried up as my nerves began to rise."You should probably start looking for Alan
Laird’s POV"It's okay. I can handle this. Just wait here for a moment," Fenella said, shaking her head."I don't want to leave you alone with that man," I said, nodding my head towards Tom. My eyes were still wary of him."It's okay, Laird. Trust me. Just a few minutes. I'll settle this once and for all," Fenella said, her eyes gleaming with determination.Seeing her determination, I finally let go of her hand. I continued to watch them both leave the club through the back door. They both disappeared, covered by other people dancing."It's okay. I'm sure she can take care of herself," Jessy said to me."Who's Tom?" I asked Jessy."Oh, he's her ex," Jessy replied carefully."Ex? The one she broke up with before meeting me?" I probed."Oh, Laird. You should ask Fenella directly. I'm not sure about my own memory." Jessy blatantly avoided my question.Of course, I wouldn't let him off the hook. This time, I stepped closer to Jessy and stared straight into his eyes. I spoke softly in fron
Laird’s POVA daddy long-legs? If I remember correctly, I once read a book with that title for an English literature class assignment in high school. The novel tells the story of a man who provides many conveniences for a girl by keeping his true identity a secret. The man then fell in love with the girl, and they eventually got married.Does Alan deserve to be called Daddy Long Legs? I don't think so. He didn't keep his identity a secret. In fact, he bragged his name and position as the boss to Fenella. Then he intended to marry Fenella?It seemed Alan was indeed targeting Fenella. Perhaps he intended to offer career success to Fenella and hoped that she would marry him that way.I snorted as I successfully connected Alan's mindmap."Me?" I asked Alan. The man smiled broadly and nodded his head."I'd rather choose to be her lifelong best friend," I said with a wry smile."Oh, isn't that adorable? All fiction makes us dream, doesn't it?" Alan chuckled."You know, most girls in this r
Laird’s POVAlan managed to hold back her slap. Alan's hand gripped Kiara's wrist until she felt pain."Let go of me!" Alan then released his grip."Don't spoil this party with your beastly behavior." Alan hissed back at her.Kiara groaned in annoyance as she held her reddened wrist. She then walked away, stomping her feet. I watched her quickly be swallowed by a crowd of people."Isn't she dreadful?" Alan asked me with a wry smile."I don't care about her," I said."But you care about Fenella, right? Isn't it too long to chat with an ex-boyfriend? Unless she really wants to mend things." Alan said it to me again.I wondered. How could he keep poking at my feelings? Why couldn't he just leave me alone? Why did he keep reminding me that Fenella had ignored me?The memory of prom night immediately disturbed me. I tried hard not to show my anxiety, but the crease in my forehead didn't fade."Ah, finally, there she is," Alan said.I turned to Alan and realized that Fenella had returned and
Fenella’s POVThank goodness, that misunderstanding is over. Luckily, Tom didn't push and understood me. I took a long breath and looked up at the New York sky, covered with dark clouds without any stars visible.It's strange how life changes. At first, I remembered how Tom used to treat me well at the beginning of our relationship. Gradually, he seemed bored with me. Maybe Jessy was right; I often love people too much until they feel annoyed and bored with me.But is that wrong? Am I wrong if I want to love someone and give them as much as I can in this world? Am I wrong if I expect the same kind of love in return? Didn't mom always say to treat others as you want to be treated?I just want to be loved that deeply. Affection, isn't that simple?
Fenella’s POVI felt like I was going to explode with the pent-up anger tonight. What's wrong with tonight? Everything was supposed to go smoothly, right? Why, at the moment I was about to show off my greatness to Laird, was I instead disturbed by this chaos?"Laird!" I yelled out his name.My fists were clenched by my sides. I held myself back as much as I could while looking at the scene unfolding before my eyes.The man named Laird was sitting on one of the red chairs. A single sofa chair should only fit one person, but this time it was being used improperly. Laird sat with two women sitting on his lap. Just like Oscar.Around Laird, there were still many women and men surrounding him. They seemed to be playing a game and giggling with joy. When Laird saw me, he immediately widened his smile.One thing I couldn't accept was a woman playing with Laird's hair while kissing his neck. I knew that woman well, and I couldn't be mistaken. When she raised her head and turned to look at me
Fenella’s POVA man's voice echoed from a distance. Over time, people started echoing that voice. They kept shouting the same two words: strip dance.“Strip!” They roared."Do you hear that? They want you to do a strip dance." Laird still looked at me closely with his crooked smile. He put his hands in his pants pockets."If you do a sexy strip dance there and manage to impress me, maybe I'll consider liking you and being your slave for as long as you want," Laird said, raising his chin towards the stage.I smiled back at him crookedly."You don't know anything, Laird. Get ready to worship me and be my slave forever," I said with determination burning in