Jenne pov2Well, that worked.Just when he was about to say something, he was cut off by Alex's yelling who approached the car.

That evening, the three of them slipped on some clothes and headed out to the living room. David and Alex were dressed in a pair of Hawaiian shorts and matching shirts, with Gucci slides."Why the fuck did you wear the same as me?" David's remark left Alex's eyes, wondering all over them."It's not even the same thing; the colour is a bit off. Yo

  -------- 25  Alex pov  She approached me with tears rolling down her cheeks and standing in front of me.  "I remember his name started with the letter .....  for... Alex? it's you isn't it?" so much hope...  How disappointed will she be when she finds out David is her Dev. The person who she probably hates after what he did to her. David you piece of shit. You should have never stripped her of her innocence. This poor girl.  "I don't know what you're talking about", I simply tried avoiding the situation by trying to walk out, but she back hugged me.  "I missed you....do you have any idea how long I've waited for you? Please don't leave me." she cried as my back started to feel wet from her tears.  I hate it when she cries. Why couldn't it be me? Why couldn't I have m

Jenne's pov What? "Y-you already have a fiancée yet you want me? Disgusting!" I am utterly disgusted. I watched as he frustratedly closed his eyes and sighed before reopening them again to land his gaze on me. His tongue is poking one of his cheeks. Displaying a bump on the outer cheek in the process. "She's not my fiancée, it was all an act for Alex. She's in love with him, not me." B-but I love Alex. He's my Kookie. This is shattering my heart even more.1 I zoned out for a while to only see him closing the gap between us. He cupped my cheeks and saw through my soul. "I'm sorry, it's just that... I love you, Jenne. I'm sorry for what I did before, that was all my lust and obsession for you. But believe me, I do love you, and I swear to never hurt you again." "Never hurt me again?" I

Bob's pov  "Maid what are you waiting for? Serve us breakfast." boss took his seat and waited for Miss Jenne to serve the porridge that she added a whole lot salt into.  She was hesitant but was left with no choice. I could sense the fear roaming in her eyes as she slowly yet hesitantly took the porridge out in the bowls and set it into a stray. My eyes travelled to see the boss watching her in annoyance. He was glaring at her for being slow as a snail.  Her hands shook from fear as she held onto the sides of the tray, which eventually made sounds. Seeing this, sir suspected that something was wrong yet before he could acknowledge it, I stuck my foot out slightly and hooked it with Miss Jenne's when she passed by. The result was, of course, unpleasant as the hot porridge fell on the hard floor and splattered on the furniture. Luckily I was able to catch Miss Jenne before she could fall and injure herself.