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84: Taste of Grapes
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Winning My Ex-Crush 85: Ticket to Use
Fenella’s POVI sat on the plane next to Jessy. We weren't too far from the cockpit, but we were still seated in the economy class section. To my left was one of the female models from Gene, while on my aisle side was Jessy.The plane was still preparing for takeoff, but Jessy seemed restless. I figured he might need to use the restroom urgently, so I gave him some privacy in his agitation. Seriously, he kept looking back multiple times, his legs shifting uncomfortably, and I had to pretend to adjust the music on the screen in front of me."Fenella," Jessy called out."Finally. Yes, Jessy, dear?""Um, can I switch seats to sit next to Mike? I'll convince Alan to move to this seat if you don't mind," he wh
Winning My Ex-Crush 86: Cruising
Fenella’s POVSince arriving in Mexico City on Friday afternoon, our schedule has been packed to the brim. We checked in to the hotel immediately to drop off our luggage. I had booked an extra hotel room for a future vacation with Laird and Jessy, opting to pay for the additional room myself.After that, we headed straight to Jemima Hors' studio for a fitting. This was followed by a pre-party dinner, rehearsal, and early morning preparations for the photoshoot before the runway show began.Despite the whirlwind pace, I loved every moment of it. In fact, Jemima herself appreciated my work ethic and performance during my time in Mexico. She truly valued me as the lead model."Okay, next up."The stage manager signaled for me to walk out onto the runway. With practice and careful preparation, I smoothly strutted on the runway. I changed outfits three times as planned, and everything went off without a hitch."Fenella, come accompany me to the stage," Jemima said to me."Yes, of course."
Winning My Ex-Crush 87: Panic Attack
Alan’s POVMy steps paced back and forth in the hotel room. I couldn't concentrate at all, and I hated this situation. Ah, damn it! My well-thought-out plan had completely failed. I never expected Laird to come here too.How could this happen? Fenella must have invited him. Ah! I should have set an unwritten rule against bringing partners or additional rooms to maintain professionalism at work.I sat on the leather sofa in the hotel. My hands naturally rose, and I impatiently bit my nails. My feet fidgeted restlessly.Fenella was right across the hall from my hotel room! I heard the sound of her entering, but when I peeked through the peephole, Laird was there. They had returned, and my mind could only think of one thing to answer my curiosity about what they were doing inside the room.Sex. Yes, they must be having sex. Would Fenella moan loudly like other women? Could Laird give her an orgasmic peak?No! I had to stop thinking about them. I couldn't linger alone in the room, torment
Winning My Ex-Crush 88: Date Night
Fenella’s POVI waited alone in the room. I had thought tonight would be fun with Laird before we went to the restaurant. But reality struck; we ended up arguing, and now Laird has gone out to smoke while I finish getting ready.I wore a knee-length red dress with a low neckline and black high-heeled shoes. My hair was curled into sexy waves using a curling iron, quite different from my usual straight look. My lips were rosy, and my makeup was flawless.It was silly of me to think tonight would be enjoyable. Honestly, I didn't expect Laird to become so jealous, especially of Alan. This was the first time a man had been so possessive of me. It made me happy in a way, but I didn't like it if Laird became furious.A notification beeped. It was Laird's message
Winning My Ex-Crush 89: Guilt Trip
Fenella’s POVThe ringing of the phone has now ceased. Only silence remains, weighing heavily on my chest. Alan sent me a short message. Just a few words, but it swiftly made my guilt surge."What did he say?" Laird asked softly."He wants me to pick up the phone," I answered honestly, showing Alan's message to Laird.Laird glanced at the message briefly. "Just answer it; it seems like it's work-related," he muttered under his breath.I knew, despite Laird acting nonchalant, that his subdued tone was enough to make me realize he was annoyed and had been since earlier.Oh, come on. I just finished making up with him!I wanted to curse Alan, but it seemed my boss insisted I hear what he wanted to say over the phone. Finally, when Alan called me back, I answered."Yes, Alan," I replied quickly."Where are you?" he asked, with a noisy background."I just finished dinner in the Juarez area.""Don't tell me you're going to miss Jemima's after party," he scoffed."I thought it wasn't mandato
Winning My Ex-Crush 90: After Party
Fenella’s POVJemima Hors also stood up from her seat and hugged me tightly. "Thank goodness you came. Thank you, Fenella," Jemima smiled at me."Yes, of course I would come," I replied with the same enthusiasm.I was invited to sit next to Mallory on the sofa. Never before had I sat this close to an international pop diva. Oh my, I must be dreaming. Lord, even her body smelled so good with vanilla and floral perfume.Damn, I really didn't anticipate this. If only Laird had joined us, I wouldn't feel guilty like this. At least my worry about leaving him alone to have fun with myself would be lost.No, wait. I can't entirely blame myself, but I regret all of this. I should have followed Laird's advice and not fo
Winning My Ex-Crush 91: Publicity Stunt
Fenella’s POVThis is such a mess! I don't know how this could happen or why Mallory would think Alan and I were a couple. I know Laird is mad at me, but I bite down hard on the inside of my mouth and hope we can resolve this misunderstanding in the end.I mean, I want to chase after Laird as soon as possible, but Mallory West herself is holding me back! She keeps engaging me in conversation with her cheerful demeanor."You know, I think you'd be perfect as the model for the music video of my title track. You're the perfect match!" Mallory excitedly explained her new project to me."Really? Haven't you always been the actress in your own music videos?" I asked with a pounding heart."Yes, but I feel like you'd be a better fit. After Alan showed me your photos and commercial videos, and then I saw you walk on stage myself, I immediately said, 'She's the one; I want her' to Alan," Mallory flicked her fingers."The concept album for next year is already set, and only a handful of people
Winning My Ex-Crush 92: Off to NYC
Fenella’s POVI checked out of the hotel and took a taxi to the airport. Clearly, I was now so anxious because I didn't know if Laird was still at the airport or not—he hadn't responded to my messages!The taxi drove slowly while he tuned the radio to Spanish songs that I didn't understand. I thought I would reach the airport in half an hour, but the taxi slowed down due to roadwork ahead.My taxi got stuck in traffic for over fifteen minutes. When we finally reached the construction site, the driver rolled down the window and spoke to the construction workers in their orange safety vests. They spoke a while, and after the driver closed the window, he suddenly turned the car around."Uh, what's going on?" I asked in English.The taxi driver just glanced at me through the rearview mirror without giving any answer. I opened the online map app on my phone and saw that the route we had abandoned was indeed experiencing severe traffic. Once my taxi finally moved away from the congestion, I
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