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7: The Same Beautiful Mistake
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Winning My Ex-Crush 8: Bridging Connection
Fenella’s POV“We had great sex.” He smirked while watching me blush like a honey-glazed apple.I was just speechless; I couldn’t deny the commentary about our sex these past 24 hours. It might be true because my pussy hurts from all the friction. I cursed at my stupid little brain, blaming it all on myself for submitting to my lust. But I felt grateful because, without some vodka last night or his way of seducing me all the time, maybe I wouldn’t dare to approach him. At this point, maybe we're already fuck buddies for a day? Friends with benefits?The hell I know of it, but I like it. I had been dreaming of him for so long; now it has become so real. We had great sex!“Um…, right. So, I sincerely thank you for—" I trailed off. What should I say? Thank you for the best sex of my life.“Thank you for your care.” Instead, I said it.“It’s cool.” He shrugged, then continued to eat his own sushi.“You’re excellent at entertaining people, aren’t you?” He smirked.I glanced at Laird's gr
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Fenella’s POVThat night, the blond man in front of me used both his hands to remove my dress. Ah, he seemed to be aroused.I could clearly see the man's exposed muscles. His chest was chiseled, his arms looked strong as if they could support my entire body, and his neck stood tall like an oak tree trunk.The man's fingers skillfully unhooked my strapless bra. I glanced down at his pants, and I could see a hard bulge right beneath his jeans zipper. The man stopped, but his actions only tormented me.Ugh, I wanted to touch him. I wanted to feel the warmth and firmness of that bulge. The familiar face, the strands of hair I knew by heart, and the tempting lips. Don't stop! Oh, I know. Maybe he needed more encouragement.I sucked on the prominent bone at the base of his neck. The man flinched; his emerald eyes now gazed back at me.The next moment, we fought for dominance over our lips and tongues. It was an insatiable passion, and I enjoyed it. I enjoyed it so much that I didn't realize
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Fenella’s POV"No! Fenella, we had to go to the office now!" Jessy snapped."But—""How could you even consider leaving your job for Laird? You should act professionally." Jessy cut me off and started scolding me again."But this is my chance to meet him again," I protested and half-pleaded with Jessy to let me go. "Just for a moment, it won't take long. Just for breakfast.""No. Listen, Fenella. Don't you want to get back at him? Don't you want to win his heart?"I fell silent as Jessy's tone began to rise, a sign that he was indeed angry. I slowly sat back down in my chair, staring at my half-eaten-boiled egg."I'm very sure that the revenge you're talking about will completely fail after all you've done. You won't be able to make Laird like you. You know why?" Jessy's gaze was now fixed on me, and I remained silent."Because you like him too much.""I realized that you always put Laird’s interests above your own. You always depend on Laird until you forget how to make decisions wit
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Fenella’s POV"Oh, hey, Greg. It's nice to see you. We haven't met in the office lately," I welcomed with a light peck on each of our cheeks."I know. We've been busy with our own projects," Greg smiled broadly.Greg and I joined this mother agency only two weeks apart. Since then, he has always been my partner on small projects. Over time, as our success grew, we started to have our own busy schedules. The last time we worked together on the same project was a magazine editorial photoshoot half a year ago."Hey, guys." Kiara approached us this time."I'm glad to hear you're both so successful. It's a shame everyone will retire in time," she said with a smile.Damn, she mentioned retirement! That topic was sensitive for Greg and me. We were considered too old and were starting to lose to the younger models newly recruited.While Kiara was our junior, she was three years younger. Initially, she was recruited as a model. When they first recruited her, she snatched and stole many of my pr
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Fenella’s POVThe whole room fell silent for a moment as Ms. Lola stepped down from the stage. I thought the new CEO would be as strict as Ms. Lola. I was completely wrong.Suddenly, the speaker played an upbeat song. The man named Alan immediately appeared on stage in a white three-piece suit, a white shirt unbuttoned to his chest, and black shoes. His dark brown curly hair was thin at the bottom and on the sides but thick and slightly long on top. It was long enough for some of his curly hair, combed to the side, to fall onto his thick eyebrows."Everybody, rock up!"My mouth dropped in amazement as I watched him dance on the runway stage. He danced and invited everyone to dance. Then he walked on the catwalk like a model. I have to admit that he was very confident and walked perfectly like a model.He started singing, and his voice was surprisingly good. He walked back to get off the stage. With his dancing style, he greeted each attendee with their own dance. Each person greeted
Last Updated : 2024-06-20Winning My Ex-Crush 13: Talent Show
Fenella’s POVAlan wanted to pull out the weeds, as Jessy explained beforehand. I thought Alan was the type of person who was laid-back and liked to party. Who would have thought that he was actually being cold-blooded in his work? Alan demanded perfection, and that's what the models and actors at Gene had to show.Ms. Lola used to promote Yuri Wu as the top model. Unfortunately, Yuri Wu stopped being a supermodel ten years ago. She was now more focused on being a housewife to her husband—a vocalist in an international rock band—and their two children.Because of that, Alan wanted to re-evaluate which models would be prioritized in promotions. He was looking for new faces as Gene's management icons to replace Yuri Wu.To vie for that position, we had to showcase our talents. One by one, we would demonstrate our abilities in photoshoots. The camera would take our photos five times automatically, with a three-second interval between poses. All we had to do was display our best pose each
Last Updated : 2024-06-21Winning My Ex-Crush 14: I'm a Professional
Fenella’s POV"What's wrong with her? Why does she always feel unhappy seeing others doing better than her?" I asked Jessy, watching Kiara walk away.Really, it reminded me of Amy, my bully in high school. Why is there always someone like her in this world? Is this the effect of unhealthy teen movies?"Pfft, that's called being toxic. Don't mind her." Jessy waved his hand and focused again on watching the other models.I waited until the second session started for the models. In the second session, Alan asked the actors to portray one of their favorite scenes. For the models, Alan asked us to walk on stage to showcase the clothes we were wearing."I've seen what your fashion tastes are like. The next question is whether you can persuade others to wear that outfit just by walking on the catwalk," Alan said to the 20 Gene models, including Kiara, who insisted on returning as a model."Start!" With one shout from Alan, we began to line up beside the main stage.One by one, the models sta
Last Updated : 2024-06-21Winning My Ex-Crush 15: Something in the Air
Fenella’s POVAlan walked onto the main stage. He cleared his throat and suddenly put on a friendly smile. He clapped his hands and rubbed them together."I deeply apologize for the inconvenience caused. Especially to Fenella, who has acted very professionally despite the unexpected changes during her performance. Applause for her."Alan's palms opened, gesturing for the audience to clap. I smiled with flushed cheeks. I clasped my hands in front of my chest, bowed briefly, and whispered my thanks to Alan and the audience."We'll take a 15-minute break. After that, we can continue the show with the models who haven't walked yet. Thank you."Alan then walked off the stage. He approached me. "You're amazing, Fenel
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Fenella’s POVThree months later…“State of New York vs. Alan Schmidt! All rise, and please be quiet!”The bailiff announced the case name in a loud voice. I sat in the audience with my heart pounding and my feet restless. The reporters waiting in the back of the room fell silent, capturing every moment as the judge entered.I squeezed Laird's hand to quell my nerves. He smiled at me and whispered that everything would be okay. I nodded and offered a small, reassuring smile in return.This was the final appeal at the Supreme Court. After this, Alan wouldn’t be able to appeal again until his sentence was served. After two long years of a drawn-out case with various appeals from Alan’s side, we had finally reached the finish line.The judge began reading various considerations and court notes. They took turns reading the decision documents. Time seemed to crawl, and I began to feel drowsy.I occasionally glanced at Alan, who sat in his prison jumpsuit. His once curly, neat hair had grown
Winning My Ex-Crush 209: Award Winner Supermodel
Fenella’s POVTwo years later…I held Laird's hand, squeezing the palm that felt damp with sweat. A smile appeared on my lips as I tried to calm the nervousness he had felt since we left the house. This was the first award ceremony for him, Dave, and Rowan. They couldn’t sit still in their seats either.I couldn’t deny that I felt the same. My heart raced, even as the host made jokes that had the audience laughing. Still, I tried to remain calm because I didn’t want to make him more anxious than he already was.“The winner of the Best Mobile Game of the Year is...” The music stopped, the announcer paused, tension built, “My Supermodel!”“Oh! Thank God!” I exclaimed behind my hands that covered my open mouth.“Congratulations, honey!”I immediately stood up and hugged Laird tightly beside me. I cupped his face in my hands and kissed his lips strong and quick. He smiled broadly and whispered for a moment, “I love you, baby. Thank you.”“Congratulations!” I shook hands with Dave and Rowa
Winning My Ex-Crush 208: You and I
Fenella’s POVI stood at the edge of the balcony. My hands are firmly gripping the iron rail of the balcony as my eyes gaze at the nighttime scenery in the distance. Puerto Vallarta, a cliff with a stunning coastal view that showcases the beautiful side of Mexico.Perhaps there is truth in the saying—including Lloyd's yesterday—that bad memories must be replaced with good ones.Since arriving in Mexico until now, all the bad memories have been erased and replaced with the beauty of a honeymoon vacation with the love of my life. It's not bad, really.Despite the heavy trial we went through yesterday, we finally had some peace of mind. The night breeze blows through my hair. There's a strange sensation, but I don't want to go into the room yet. Until Laird came from the balcony door and immediately hugged me, enveloping me in soothing warmth.“Hey,”“Hi, baby. Are you done showering?” I asked, raising my head to look at Laird's face for a moment.“Yup.”“You smell nice,” I said as I inh
Winning My Ex-Crush 207: Objections!
Fenella’s POV“Oh, sweet Mother, that was divine!” Jessy took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Then he opened his eyes wide while his mouth continued chewing my mother’s crab cakes. The murmurs and cheers were still heard until he finally finished his last bite.“I was glad you liked them,” my mother smiled broadly.“I didn’t just like them. I loved, loved, loved them!”Everyone around us laughed at Jessy’s confession. We felt the same way because my mother had succeeded in making a super delicious wedding reception dish. Truly, our Baxter family home was filled with guests. Even though we had invited only a small number of people, our home had never been this lively.The decorations of pink, white, and red flowers and balloons filled the entire room. The furniture had been rearranged to create enough space for the guests to dance or chat. Soft music played through the speakers set up in the corner of the room.Occasionally, guests would step up to change the music, hold the microph
Winning My Ex-Crush 206: Little Happiness
Fenella’s POV“Honey, you looked absolutely stunning,” my mother said. “Thank you, Mom.” I smiled wide upon hearing my mother's compliment. She handed me a bouquet of wedding flowers that was a mix of pink, red, and white colors. I then grabbed the small bouquet and held it tightly. “I couldn’t believe we pulled this off all in just a week.” My mother shook her head, her eyes wide. “We even thought to get married the day after he proposed, but I remembered your words about wanting to prepare every detail of my wedding. You only have one chance because I'm your only daughter, so here we are.”“I just hoped those fruit tarts and crab cakes would be enough for all the guests.” “It’s okay, Mom. If the food wasn’t enough, we could stuff them with the wedding cake. That’s the job of the five-tier cake you ordered.”“You're right. I'm grateful that Mrs. Maddox's bakery shop is willing to take on the order." She sighed and stared at my face."Oh, I wish your father could see you, even th
Winning My Ex-Crush 205: Will You?
Fenella’s POV“Fenella.”“Yes, Laird.”Laird called me right after I arrived at the apartment.“Where are you right now?”“I'm at the apartment,” I replied quickly as I grabbed a glass of mineral water from the dispenser.“Oh, thank goodness. I'm on my way home,” he said.The apartment door opened, and I immediately saw Laird's figure enter. My mouth was slightly agape, with my eyes widening. My forehead wrinkled as I watched him walk in. I glanced at the clock on the table and realized it was 2 p.m.“Fenella,” he called in his distinctively low voice.He stepped inside and met me in the kitchen. I hurriedly set my water glass down on the dining table. For some reason, Laird's face looked different. There was a hint of a happy smile on his face, though the look in his eyes was dark, and I couldn't describe the meaning behind it.“You're home? One second you're calling me, the next you're standing in front of me,” I chuckled.Suddenly, he let down his backpack on the floor. Then he hug
Winning My Ex-Crush 204: Daddy Issues
Laird’s POVI took several deep breaths and let them out. I couldn't help but feel uneasy and anxious, and various bad thoughts were raging in my mind. My hands repeatedly smoothed my tie or combed my hair. Hell, I couldn't calm myself down!This wasn't the first time my father had gone this far. Using bodyguards to pick up other people by force, who does he think he is?I hate his methods. He's called the shark of the legal world for a reason. This is how he acts. Stalking, coercing, and making people bend to his will until they're crushed by Hugo Evans' ambition.Now he was after Fenella. He flew from Boston to New York for her. I just knew it.I almost know what my father wants from my girlfriend. Maybe he wants to tell her to stay away like some of the girls I dated at university. It could also be that he wanted to ask about the case involving me and Malgolm Golden together.Whatever it was, I was waiting for a call or mes
Winning My Ex-Crush 203: Please Don’t Preach
Fenella’s POVMy eyes blinked after hearing Mr. Evans' words. My brow furrowed as I tried to understand his reasoning and failed miserably. I remained silent, but eventually, my heart was stirred to dig deeper.“Excuse me? Why is that?” I asked slowly, being careful not to make a misstep.“Because he helped my enemy,” Mr. Evans replied firmly.Again, I could only blink. An enemy? Yes, Laird had told me how Mr. Golden had an affair with his mother. But wasn’t that ten years ago? In fact, Mr. Evans had been busy with his young girlfriend.Still, Laird had helped to do the right thing. I didn’t want to argue with him, but I began to feel that Mr. Evans' disappointment in Laird was beyond reason.“But he helped capture criminals. He has contributed to the community.” I voiced my opinion again and swallowed to ease my nervousness.“You don’t know anything, kid. He helped my arch-enemy without considering my feelings.” Mr. Evans scoffed in frustration. “How dare he? Sometimes Laird can be u
Winning My Ex-Crush 202: Live Location
Fenella’s POVI willingly got into the black van, leaving Jessy alone on the sidewalk. I was sure he would immediately contact Laird. Maybe he would explain the situation to him, and Laird would call me right away.Sure enough, my phone rang just minutes after the van had driven away from Laird’s office building. I answered the call immediately.“Hello, Laird.”“Hey, Fenella. What is this about Jessy seeing you being abducted by a black van? He said you willingly got into the vehicle and mentioned it was my father’s men.”Laird asked with tension in his voice. His breath sounded hurried on the phone, but I didn’t want to make him more anxious.Well, yes, I was panicking too because suddenly I had been approached by men in black suits who resembled mafia. However, they mentioned Hugo Evans, Laird’s father. I didn’t want to give his father a bad impression, or I would lose th
