تسجيل الدخولCHARLOTTE~•~I’d wanted to talk to Dave about our breakup that he’d disguised as a break, but not like this. I wanted to do it sometime when the two of us were alone, when there wasn’t another woman, and definitely not when we were in the ladies’ restroom.Now, however, I didn’t even want to be around him anymore. Nothing had ever been serious between us and he didn’t owe me any explanation. I relayed that to him immediately. “You don’t need to explain,” I said, not stopping even for a second.But Dave thought this was the perfect time to talk so he placed a hand on my arm and dragged me back.“You’re going to make a scene.” I hissed.Thankfully, there was no media coverage of the inside of the event. “I just—“ he sounded helpless. As if he hadn’t been advocating for Vanessa less than an hour ago, asking me why I was rude to her. “Please let me explain.”I looked at the door. If I took three more steps, I could open it and go out to meet Alexander, but the thing with Dave was going
CHARLOTTE~•~My head automatically drew back at the revelation. “He left the party with you?”She pursed her lips and as if she wanted to emphasize it even more or rub it in, she said. “So if you don’t know that we fucked that night, why are you catching an attitude with me?”“An attitude, you— oh my god, this conversation is ridiculous.” I wanted to tell her that I’d prefer not to see her face at all. I wanted to tell her that I hadn’t forgotten about all the vile things she paid people to write about me. I wanted to tell her about the upcoming lawsuit, but my lawyer thought it was best to catch her off guard. Alexander’s lawyer too.But I was also still trying to wrap my head around the fact that she’d slept with Dave on the night of her party. And he still asked me out a week after that.I mean, I did sleep with Alexander that night as well, but I didn’t try to make Dave my boyfriend merely a week later. Did he even like me? Did he only ask me out of guilt? Was that why it was so
CHARLOTTE~•~My lips automatically tugged up, but I hid my smile with my hand.Dave, on the other hand, didn’t seem too pleased by Alexander’s pettiness. “Dave,” he corrected sourly. “And I wouldn’t say the same about you.”Alexander shrugged, not offended as he pulled me closer to his side. It was obvious he was trying to stake his claim, which worked because Dave’s eyes zeroed in on his arm around my waist, glaring daggers at it.I didn’t make any move to remove Alexander’s arm. If anything, I snuggled closer toward him. I was still a bit dissatisfied with the way things had ended between us. Then again, I didn’t have the right to be angry at him. If I wasn’t living with Alexander, he would not have wanted to cut me off. I just hated that he did it at a time when I was so vulnerable… because of the woman who liked him.“You were saying something.”Dave dragged his gaze up my body and landed on my face. “What?”“About Vanessa?” I reminded him.His eyebrows furrowed like he couldn’t
CHARLOTTE~•~I understood why people loved galas.I also understood why people hated them.The flashing cameras were blinding. Reporters screamed questions over one another, security guards guided celebrities through the carpet while designers, actors, producers, athletes, influencers, and billionaires idled around, waiting for their turns.It was glamorous, but it was also very exhausting.Don’t get me wrong. I loved my job. I loved acting. I loved having the opportunity to act, but the public appearance part of it was honestly draining. Unfortunately, I had to attend these things so no one would forget me. If they forgot me, I wouldn’t have more roles.“Smile,” Jade muttered under her breath beside me just as another round of cameras flashed in my direction.I smiled automatically.I was dressed in a silver gown that hugged every curve of my body while diamonds rested around my neck. My hair was styled down in soft waves and my makeup artist had spent almost two hours making me loo
ALEXANDER~•~After living with Charlotte and Nyla for three months, I’d almost forgotten they had a whole life that I wasn’t a part of.It didn’t feel good, but at the same time, I was proud of her. Very conflicting feelings, but they worked together all the same.On one hand, I hated that I wasn’t a part of their glamorous life in Los Angeles. I hated that I wasn’t on speaking terms with her assistant like I used to be back then. I hated that Nyla’s nanny didn’t even know me or bother to acknowledge me. I hated that I’d driven her away to the point that she couldn’t tell me I had a child with her back then. That she’d rather keep the news to herself and take care of our daughter independently.On the other hand, I was proud that despite how badly the internet had been on her case back then, she didn’t let it stop her. She was able to survive the cutthroat entertainment industry while being a single mother and was able to make something of herself. In just four years, she was able to
CHARLOTTE~•~“Mommy, faster!”“I physically cannot drive faster in Beverly Hills traffic, Nyla,” I replied dryly from the driver’s seat while Alexander chuckled beside me. When my driver had told me that he was going to be busy because of a family emergency, I should have just told him to recommend someone else or get a taxi. I should not have had him park the car at the airport so I could drive myself.Nyla huffed from the backseat before pressing her face against the window again. “But I missed my house.”“It’s been six months, baby,” I reminded her.“Exactly.”Alexander laughed louder this time and reached over to squeeze my thigh lightly. “She has a point.”I turned to glare at him halfheartedly. “Don’t encourage her.”Three weeks had passed since Alexander’s charity gala and somehow, against all odds, we’d survived being publicly seen together again.Actually, survived was an understatement.The internet practically exploded after pictures of us at the gala surfaced. Not only b
ALEXANDER~•~Too many people were trying to reach out to me at the same time and it all had the same message.“Your ex-wife hid your daughter from you?”It painted Charlotte in a bad light and it made me feel a bit guilty, just not enough to drop the case. It wasn’t like she was willing to hear me
CHARLOTTE~•~I would strangle Alexander if it wouldn’t land me in jail.Alexander’s petition didn’t feel real, not when I first got the papers while I was with Dave, not even when I confronted him in front of his penthouse. It wasn't until the first court hearing, when the judge questioned Nyla’s
CHARLOTTE~•~My mouth opened and closed repeatedly, not knowing what to say. Alexander and I shared a glance, but neither of us could come up with words. It was careless of us to get into an argument within Nyla’s earshot.“Why are you guys fighting?” She asked again, looking at me. When I didn’t
CHARLOTTE~•~“What do you think I’m doing here, Charlotte?” Alexander asked casually.“Are you stalking me?” I hissed.“Who’s at the door, Char?” Lucy yelled from inside.“Nobody!” I yelled back and stepped outside completely, closing the door behind me.“I wouldn’t say stalking. I’m just keeping






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