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43: Hero of The Night
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Winning My Ex-Crush 44: Secret Talk
Laird’s POVI entered the holding area inside the Queen's Precinct accompanied by an old policeman. At my request to speak privately with Alan, the officer granted it by allowing Alan to sit in a small interrogation room without a glass. I entered the room and saw Alan sitting in a chair. A pack of cigarettes and a bottle of mineral water were on the table, both empty. As I entered, Alan gave me a crooked smile. "Welcome, Mr. Evans," he said cheerfully. "What have you done?" I asked through gritted teeth. The man just chuckled lightly, a stark contrast to my disgusted expression. Ever since the last time I saw him on stage with Fenella, I felt an explosive urge to wipe that smile off his face. Alan intentionally provoked me, and every time he took control of Fenella with his whip, he would challenge me with his gaze. Not to mention, when he licked Fenella's ear, it made me immediately annoyed at both of them. If only I knew it would be like that, I certainly wouldn't have helped
Winning My Ex-Crush 45: Blank Space
Laird’s POVI leaned against the wall with one hand. Several times I assessed the situation and remembered Alan's words that kept boiling my blood. I glared sharply at Alan, and the man slowly got up. Unfortunately, he just chuckled and even had time to straighten his shirt."Ignore him, sir. He's just jealous of me," Alan still chuckled."Please get my wallet, sir. I need to sign a check to pay this honorable Mr. Evans," Alan said casually to the older officer.The older officer let out a long sigh and nodded at the other officer in the room. The slightly younger officer finally left the room."Truly, your service is very satisfying. You protect me, give me painkillers and water, and now you're going to get my wallet," Alan said cheerfully as he sat again on the chair."Don't get cocky, Mr. Schmidt. You've caused a lot of trouble tonight," the older officer said patiently."Oh, here it is," Alan said happily as the officer returned to the room with a black leather wallet."Do you hav
Winning My Ex-Crush 46: A Confession
Laird’s POV"What did you say?”Fenella stared at me, her mouth agape and her forehead creased. I almost ignored all of Fenella's reactions as I chose to focus on driving to Fenella's apartment. It wouldn't be funny if we got into another car accident just because of that girl's shrieking."Are you seriously suggesting that to me? Are you out of your mind?" she asked, still in a high voice. I glanced at Fenella, and it seemed like she completely rejected my suggestion. I knew the girl wouldn't accept my advice, but I kept trying. I would keep trying until she stopped engaging in some madness with a sociopath named Alan Schmidt."Trust me, Fenella. I know people like Alan well. He's not someone you can trust," I insisted to the girl. "Yes, but should I stop being a model and leave Gene just because of Alan? Uh, no, Mr. Great Evans. I will be Gene's top model, period." Her hands were folded, and she stared at me as if I had suggested she do something even more dangerous. Truly, I did
Winning My Ex-Crush 47: Reject Him
Fenella’s POV"Sorry, but I don't know that name at all," He admitted. "She's our school alumna who became a sexy model. You pointed to a school billboard ad with her face prominently displayed. You said she was your type of girl. That's what you said on prom night." I persisted stubbornly. "Me?" He pointed to himself. "Are you sure that was me? I don't remember! I don't even know what Charlotte looks like." He chuckled and shook his head. Is he truly didn't remember at all?"But you answered with the same response at the club! You said your type of girl is a sexy girl," I sulked amid my tears."That's because I was helping you and Jessy. Jessy told me that you were having trouble meeting Oscar's wishes. He said I had to lure you to perform on stage as a form of spontaneity. That's why I eventually came up with an idea and asked him to collaborate with me." He slowly explained. "I wasn't serious when I said that. It was all just an act," He said slowly. "Really?" I asked, still
Winning My Ex-Crush 48: Winning Him
Fenella’s POVI opened the car door on my side and quickly got out of the red Ferrari. I slammed the door shut and hurriedly ran towards the door of my apartment. My hands hugged me tightly as the uncontrollable tears resurfaced. Then I quickly unlocked the apartment door and entered the stairwell."Fenella! Wait!"Laird seemed to be chasing after me, but I didn't care about him. I quickly walked up the stairs as fast as I could until I reached the third floor. Apparently, Laird was still following me all the way to the end of the third floor.I gasped for breath after climbing the stairs as fast as I could. When I turned around, Laird had caught up to me and grabbed my hand."Fenella. Why are you still angry?"
Winning My Ex-Crush 49: Flexible Position
Fenella’s POVLaird and I were still busy savoring each other's tongues. I felt sensations with every lick, and it was as sweet as champagne. I still dominated Laird's body below mine, and he allowed me to crush him."Am I heavy?" I asked softly between our kisses."Not at all," Laird replied.Then we continued what we had been doing for the past five minutes—kissing. Laird's hands caressed my back and waist, but I immediately grabbed his hands and firmly held them down on the bed."Don't touch me. You just need to be silent and enjoy yourself without doing anything," I said with a faint smile."Why?" Laird asked with his typical crooked smile.
Winning My Ex-Crush 50: A Brat
Fenella’s POVWas that the end? No. He acted as he pleased, pushing the actions he took toward me. His tongue is still playing between my clit and pussy. I squeezed his thighs tightly to find a grip as he pushed me towards the edge of pleasure, making me feel like I couldn't go back. But I resisted and had no intention of letting his defiance toward me continue.So I took back control of myself and seized control over Laird. I immediately sucked Laird's cock into my mouth and rubbed the tip against the deepest part of my mouth until I choked for a moment. Laird's tongue finally stopped licking my soft, red opening, and he writhed in my hands again.I started massaging his tense balls and the base of his member. I let my saliva naturally lubricate so I could massage around the base of his cock easily. My head was still busy moving up and down to rub my tongue and mouth over his cock until he groaned again.Laird's fingers briefly pressed on my clit until I couldn't hold back a moan. M
Winning My Ex-Crush 51: Flash News
Jessy’s POVIt was an emergency. Such a mess!"1011," I muttered softly.Oh, fortunately, Fenella never changed the code to her apartment or her bank account PIN. If I were evil enough, I would have emptied her bank account and stolen some of her valuables, even though the girl barely had anything valuable except for expensive fashion items in her closet."Fenella!"I immediately opened the door and entered Fenella's apartment. As I entered, I immediately heard the sound of a running faucet in the bathroom. I walked further into the apartment and knocked on Fenella's bathroom door."Fenella, dear? Are you okay?" I asked loudly.The bathroom door opened from the inside. My mouth fell open, and my eyes widened in amazement at what I saw. I held my breath."Oh, my sweet Lord," my mouth whispered loudly on its own."Uh, Jessy? You know her password too," asked the blond-haired man in front of me."I do, and I'd enter 24/7 whenever you're here," I said to the man, and then calmed myself by
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