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Chapter Nine: Fiction vs. Reality
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2026-08-24 00:37:49
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A Love Once Lost Chapter Fifty-Two: A Fleeting Distraction
Alexander Finnegan Robertson The woman leaned slightly over the bar, her breasts almost spilling out of her plunge, leaving very little to the imagination. The look in her eyes made it obvious that she knew exactly what she was doing. And, judging by the reaction in my body, it was working.“Alex, no.” Max had followed my line of sight. “You’ve got a girlfriend, mate. Don’t.”“Sarah isn’t my girlfriend, Max. You know that.” I shot him a look before signalling to the bartender to make a Margarita for the lady. “And she isn’t exactly innocent herself. You know the story, so spare me the lecture.” Max frowned but didn’t let it go.“Where were you last night?” He asked again. I dragged a hand through my hair, attempting to smooth down both my temper and the conversation. Then I flashed my oldest friend a sarcastic smile.“All right. I’ll tell you.” His eyebrow lifted.“On one condition.” The scepticism in his face suggested he already knew that whatever came next would be ridi
A Love Once Lost Chapter Fifty-One: Good Obsessions and Bad Habits
Alexander Finnegan Robertson By the time the clock struck eight, filming had finally wrapped for the day, and my stomach was staging a full-scale rebellion, rumbling like a pack of starving hounds. We’d been filming in Long Island, which meant I still had roughly an hour’s drive back to Brooklyn. There was no chance I was going to survive that long without food, so I’d grabbed a BLT sandwich from a takeaway on the way. Shit. These marathon filming hours always leave me hunting for dinner at some ungodly hour. I ate with one hand while steering with the other, navigating the I-495 as the stream of traffic stretched ahead of me. Yet, despite the road demanding my attention, my thoughts kept circling back to Anastasia. She lingered in my mind like a ghost that refused to leave. Her composure during our confrontation at the restaurant earlier that afternoon had irritated me more than I cared to admit. She hadn’t raised her voice. Hadn’t snapped. Hadn’t even given me the satisf
A Love Once Lost Chapter Fifty: Beloved Death Trap
Anastasia Greene Johnson“What a fucking jerk! Can you believe not one of us saw through his little charade? All that effort—it was nothing but an elaborate revenge plan! Ugh!” Brynn was practically a storm cloud in human form. Our shift was creeping towards its end, yet her tirade about Alexander’s antics from the previous night showed no sign of losing steam.“You might want to turn the flames down before you turn that soup into charcoal,” I quipped, hoping to redirect some of her fury.“I don’t care, Ana! Honestly, why are men like this?” She threw her hands up. “Damn it! I can’t believe I went through all that effort to make you look gorgeous just to hand you over to that damn bastard! Why didn’t I see it coming—”“Brynn, breathe.” I glanced around. “People are starting to stare.” I reached over and turned the stove down myself while she stood there, glaring like she was personally considering murder.“Seriously, Ana?” she demanded. “Not even a flicker of anger? Are you secr
A Love Once Lost Chapter Forty-Nine: Ten Thousand Dollars for a Lesson
Alexander Finnegan Robertson“Good job back there. Here.” I held out a credit card. “Your payment. There’s ten thousand dollars on it. Enough to cover your college tuition?” The waiter, who looked to be around my age, glanced nervously at the card before looking around the restaurant as though someone might be watching.“B-but, sir. . . you already gave me five thousand yesterday. Why—”“Because your job isn’t finished yet.” I lowered my voice conspiratorially. “The spicy ravioli was good. But it wasn’t enough.” His expression tightened.“What more do I have to do, sir?”“Spill some drinks on her face.” The colour drained from his face. I had left Anastasia lounging beside the pool, deliberately choosing the suite next to it because I’d initially intended to lead her on. I’d assumed she would be like most girls—flattered by the attention, dazzled by the idea of spending a night with a celebrity and eager to see where things might go. Clearly, I’d misjudged her. She hadn’t
A Love Once Lost Chapter Forty-Eight: One Hell of an Actor
Anastasia Greene Johnson My eyes struggled to focus as I came fully awake. A flustered waiter stood over me, a tray in his hands, though every glass on it had toppled over. Cold, sticky liquid had apparently found its way across my face, hair and dress.“What the hell!” Alexander’s voice thundered from behind the waiter. He stormed forward, shoving his phone into his trouser pocket before grabbing the waiter by the collar.“Are you serious? What kind of job are you doing?” The poor man looked as though he might cry. I was too tired—and frankly too embarrassed—to get involved, but I couldn’t simply stand there while Alexander tore into him. I slowly rose from the cot and placed a hand on Alexander’s arm.“It’s okay. He didn’t do it on purpose. Calm down.” My attempt did little to soothe him.“That doesn’t excuse what he did!” he snapped. “I would’ve brought the drinks myself if I hadn’t received that call at the exact moment. Now look at this!” The waiter lowered his ga
A Love Once Lost Chapter Forty-Seven: Spicy Ravioli and Cold Interruption
Anastasia Greene Johnson A comfortable silence settled between us until the waiter returned with the entrées. I caught Alexander smirking again, hiding it behind his glass of water, but I chose not to comment. Instead, I focused on my plate. My lobster ravioli looked absolutely mouth-watering—and eye-wateringly expensive. Alexander’s Beef Wellington looked no less extravagant.“Bon appétit, sir, ma’am.” The waiter gave us a small bow before leaving.“Ladies first,” Alexander said, nodding towards my plate. Really? Does he have to keep up this gentleman act all evening? I resisted the urge to roll my eyes and picked up my fork. The asparagus and egg salad were delicious.“Mmm. . . this is really good.”“Of course it is. It’s a three-Michelin-star restaurant.” He said it with such casual confidence that I couldn’t help wondering whether he was subtly reminding me exactly how much money he had. What is his deal? By now, I’m almost certain he didn’t ask me out because he
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