All Chapters of Claimed By My Alpha Rival : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Winston’s povI sat at other side of the back seat while Orson on his side too.Thankfully he had stopped teasing me.He and Jude engaged in a conversation about nothing.And I could only sat there, sulking.I don't want to be alone with Orson not after the last time.I stole a glance at him, he doesn't even look affected by what I said, it was like it never happened.But he arrogant as always.“You're so funny, Orson. I thought you do be…rude” Jude said, laughing.Only if he knows.Orson turned to me and I looked at him at the same time, he winked at meI rolled my eyes, turning away.“Jude, I’ll like to get your contact. Invite you for lunch or dinner” Orson said, his tone was flirty.I know Jude has a crush on the blonde monster and I know very well, he will definitely it to Orson.“You’ve a girlfriend, Orson” I grumbled,Orson ignored my comment and passed his phone to Jude, who took it happily.He is trying to get involved with Orson despite knowing he a heartless playboy.“Jude,

Winston's pov“Your home is so cozy” Orson threw himself on my couch.How did we get here?After the make out session, Orson agreed not to touch me except if I agreed to take him to place.Made me promise instead.This time he kept his promise and we had lunch without him trying to get into my pants.“Who did you hire for your interior design?” He asked, seating up.“I did it,”“Really…Talented,” he praised as he stood up walking towards my bedroom door, “Does your boyfriend come here often?”“What?” I didn't catch what he was saying as I followed him,“Does your boyfriend come here often?” He repeated, opening the door.“Yes, often” I lied,“Mhm” he hummed as he stepped in, “Nice bedroom” I waited outside the door, watching him as I leaned against the door frame.Orson walked to my bed and sat the edge, “I never thought I'd come to your house oneday”“Yeah…if you didn't manipulate me” I spatted,Orson just laughed, “Crowley, anger doesn't really go on you”I frowned,“Kidding, I lik

Winston's pov“Did you read the file?” Jude asked as we walked into the Television station.I nodded, adjusting my suit jacket. I'm a little anxious and angry.I wish he wouldn't be such a jerk, acting like that in front of Nolan.Thankfully Nolan didn't pick up anything, He was happy to help. Pretending like we are in a relationship which is the opposite.“Do you remember Orson's favorite food?” Jude questioned,Shit.I don't remember.“I…I’ll go through it and they shouldn't ask me about his favorite to eat” I laughed nervously, meeting Jude’s glaring eyes.He was frowning and in one of his strict moods, “They will…They might. So read it” Jude said sternly.“Alright, I will,” I said, fetching my phone out of my pocket as Jude led me to the studio.I went through the information about Orson, wondering if his hobbies are real because I know what he likes to do.Mess with people.My phone buzzed and I quickly tapped on the notification, thinking he texted.We haven't since last night w

Thirty seven hockey boys Winston’sAfter going back on my decision of not f**king Orson again, We are now friends.Friend with benefits.But he is doing more than being friends…just a few minutes of us being friends, he said.I shouldn't put up with his charades because I know too well he gets off by pissing me off.“So are you going to have lunch with me?” He asked again, and I looked around the parking lot.After having the entire conversation of us sleeping together in the parking lot, I need to know if anyone is around and thankfully it is empty except cars…“I can't have lunch with you, I’m having lunch with Nolan” I lied.It was a big fat lie.I and Nolan had no plans for lunch, in fact I haven't talked to him today.Orson's face fell. He looked annoyed for a minute but it soon disappeared and got replaced by the mischievous grin.I just want to avoid him. He will seduce me again and I will let him.“Why don't we have lunch together with ‘your boyfriend’ of course” He suggested

Winston's pov Should I say that I and Orson’s relationship has gotten better?Would you describe ‘better’ like this? Okay…we have been texting these days after his visit to my city.Random things…sexual texts.But he didn't stop roasting me…interviews but now I just see it as something he just does to annoy me or keep the image that he hates me.Maybe he really doesn't hate me.“Do you think I am justifying the way he treats me because I like him?” I questioned my sister, who had a nail file in her hand.She looked up at me…with her left eye brow lifted up.“Do you just realize you might like him?” She threw back.I rolled my eyes, “Of course not…but how did you…”“When you let him f**k you after you said you're done?...or when you let him s**k your dick in a restroom?” Anne sassed.“Come on” I groaned, “I shouldn't have said anything”“You want to stop telling me about all your rendezvous?” She threw me a pillow which I caught before it could hit me.I laughed, lifting a glass of ju