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31: Seeds of Doubts
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Winning My Ex-Crush 32: Ex
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
Winning My Ex-Crush 33: Part Ways
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?
Winning My Ex-Crush 34: A Dare
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
Winning My Ex-Crush 35: Strip Dance
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
Winning My Ex-Crush 36: What You Asked For
Fenella’s POVEveryone screamed even more wildly, and the room roared loudly. Laird even widened his eyes as he watched me. He seemed very surprised, especially his expression, which now showed anger.Wearing only a sexy bra and underwear, I smiled widely. My eyes could only see Laird from the stage. I walked to the edge of the stage, very close to the audience. Then I knelt, opened my legs wider, and arched my back.The audience screamed more fiercely as I bounced my back up and down, causing my breasts to move along. I tousled my hair once more before finally getting up straight and grinning towards Laird.Didn't you start this game yourself?I bowed to the right side of the stage, taking the whip prepared on
Winning My Ex-Crush 37: Behind The Stage
Fenella’s POVI sat on the club sofa in the VIP room. My hands still clutched my phone, constantly checking the messaging app on the screen. I repeatedly called Laird and sent him messages, but he didn't reply to any of them.‘Have you gone home?’‘Did you leave me?’‘Let's talk first.’‘Why aren't you answering my calls?’My head lay on the table. Jessy sat beside me with Mike. I ignored what they were doing, even though Jessy giggled after being kissed by Mike."Aren't you so funny?" Jessy giggled after their kiss."Ugh, can't you find somewhere more private? I'm sad because of Laird, and you're all being lovey-dovey! Where's your empathy?" I asked in an exasperated sigh over the loud music.After being scolded like that by me, Jessy cleared his throat and moved away from Mike. He shifted closer to me. His hand patted my back, and he began to speak to comfort me."Come on, Fenella. Maybe Laird is still driving," Jessy said to me."It's been almost an hour. Could he still be driving?
Winning My Ex-Crush 38: Heartbreak Remedy
Fenella’s POV"Hey, why so fierce?" He chuckled."Oscar praised you and promised to make you the main model for his new collection series. Perfumes, dance dresses, accessories, and even lingerie. Isn't that great?" Alan asked as if trying to persuade me."I don't know; I feel like I can't focus on my work. I'm not enthusiastic about all this suddenly," I said, still gloomy, wiping my wet cheeks.I didn't even care about my makeup, which had begun to smear unevenly. Although I used waterproof makeup, my makeup was still not perfect and was starting to be erased by my own hands."Hm, what if I cheer you up?" Alan asked."Come on, follow me." Alan reached for my wrist.
Winning My Ex-Crush 39: Hyperdrive
Fenella’s POVThere was a pang in my chest for a moment. I couldn't deny it; Alan was truly amazing. He was kind, charismatic, good at dancing, and good at business, and now he had shown how he was a leader adored by women and men alike.Still, I was thinking about Laird."So, are you ready to drive?" he asked. "Come on."Alan took my glass and placed it in the cup holder. Then he closed the bottle again and placed it on the back seat of the car. He handed me the car keys and guided me to sit in the driver's seat. Alan closed the door for me and then rushed to the passenger seat next to me."Let's go!" Alan exclaimed with a hearty laugh.Alright. I swallowed my saliva and started the car. I fastened my seatbelt, as did Alan. I held the steering wheel with both hands and prepared myself. After adjusting the height and distance of the driver's seat, I looked at Alan."Are you really sure we'll be okay?" I asked again."Yes, trust me," Alan said. "Let's go!"Encouraged by his enthusiasm,
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