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Chapter 30: I don't care

Penulis: Laura Mitchell
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Rejena

The music is pumping by the time we make it into the club, and I am not even slightly surprised when we make it to the group and find that Dalon is not with them. Not because I suspected that he might be running of with some other woman, but because everyone knows that Dalon Sorrin is notorious for being behind the DJ booth with almost every party. He might be known as the party boy of Formula 1, but I have come to realize that music is his release. He might love racing, but that isn’t his outlet. Music, that is how he relaxes.

“Holy shit girl, you must be the new Wag.” Michael’s girl says over the music, and I instantly love her. She is judged for being older than Michael, and by older, I mean seven years older. Most women probably just hate that she got to snatch Michael before anyone could even consider claiming him.

“I am sorry, a what?” I ask her, feeling like I should know what the hell a WAG is, but honestly, the term is foreign to me.

“The wives and girlfriends of the d
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  • Fuel Me, Break Me, Love Me   Chapter 32: Recover my pride

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    RejenaThe music is pumping by the time we make it into the club, and I am not even slightly surprised when we make it to the group and find that Dalon is not with them. Not because I suspected that he might be running of with some other woman, but because everyone knows that Dalon Sorrin is notorious for being behind the DJ booth with almost every party. He might be known as the party boy of Formula 1, but I have come to realize that music is his release. He might love racing, but that isn’t his outlet. Music, that is how he relaxes.“Holy shit girl, you must be the new Wag.” Michael’s girl says over the music, and I instantly love her. She is judged for being older than Michael, and by older, I mean seven years older. Most women probably just hate that she got to snatch Michael before anyone could even consider claiming him.“I am sorry, a what?” I ask her, feeling like I should know what the hell a WAG is, but honestly, the term is foreign to me.“The wives and girlfriends of the d

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    DalonI have been waiting for the past twenty minutes for Rejena to finish, and I am starting to worry that she might have passed out and the hairdryer might be lying somewhere on the floor instead of actually drying her hair, giving me the false impression that she is alright and simply just blowing out her hair. I try to remind myself that she has a lot of hair and that takes time to dry. There is no reason for me to worry about her because it was just a little bump. The problem is that she was completely knocked out for the two minutes it took me to turn off the water and lift her into a sitting position.My phone ringing in my pocket distracts me from my thoughts and I am reminded that we have people waiting for us. “Hey man, you done winning her over yet? You have been taking your sweet ass time to get her.” Oliver says, laughter in his voice. They have probably started running bets, wondering if we had a quicky in her room, or if we had a fall out. It can never just be anything

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