Todos os capítulos de Men Are Prada Shoes: Capítulo 21 - Capítulo 30

VINCENTI almost winced when those words left Vera’s lips.She noticed my expression, her head tilting to the side. “Wait,” she chuckled, “you haven’t told her yet.”“Don’t you have friends to greet?” I hissed.She made a show of zipping her mouth. “I apologize for ruining things for you, big brother. I just never took you for someone who would have feelings for a woman and not tell her about it, so_”“Stop talking,” I snapped through gritted teeth.She raised both hands in surrender, though the smug grin on her face never faltered.Alina watched the entire exchange with an amused expression, clearly enjoying the drama unfolding right in front of her. The slight curve of her lips only deepened as Vera continued to dig my grave.“Mum always said one is hopeless when it comes to love,” Vera added with a teasing shrug. “Looks like she was right.”“Vera.”She laughed nervously. “Right. I’m leaving.”Muttering another apology that sounded anything but sincere, she spun on her heels and hur

ALINABeing Vincent Sterling’s girlfriend wasn’t something I thought I could achieve anytime soon. It happened so fast that I am still questioning myself if this is really happening.Trying to rein in my excitement, I reached for the velvet box in his hand, picked it up, and brought it closer to my face, examining it. “This is beautiful.”“Is that a yes?”No isn’t even an option.“I am going to need you to wear it on me though,” I whispered, staring at him underneath my lashes.Vincent’s mouth twitched before he reached for my hand, then the bracelet, fastening it around my wrist, then he lifted my hand and placed a kiss on it.“I am a possessive man Alina,” he whispered, letting go of my hand. “And I hate it when other men touch what is mine.”Okay, why do I find those words hot? In the past, if Marcus or Alex had said those words to me, I would have been downright pissed at them, but with Vincent, it makes my stomach flutter instead.“I am also a very possessive woman Vincent,” I wh

ALINA The first face that greeted me the moment I opened the door was David’s, and he looked very, very pissed. “What the hell, Alina?” he hissed at me as I walked past him with an eye roll. “Spending the night with him already?” Chucking my bag onto the sofa, I walked over to the kitchen to grab a bottle of water. “I spend the night with clients all the time.” Why is he trying to make a big deal out of this one? “You at least text me before spending the night with them!” David fired back, following closely behind me. “But this time around, you went MIA on me! Do you even know how worried I was?” I paused for a second before twisting the cap open. Is he seriously acting like I disappeared for weeks? “Vincent is not going to hurt me!” I hissed back at him. “Why

ALINA “You can play the victim,” David suggested, his index finger between his teeth. “You didn’t do anything wrong.” “I think David is right,” Selena chimed in. “We can have you play the victim. You left Mason because you found out he ditched his pregnant girlfriend, and as for Alex, you were only getting to know him when the drug case broke out, so you decided to break things off with him and keep your distance.” Biting my pinky finger, I stared at the images of both men displayed on my laptop screen. My gaze lingered on Mason for a second longer before shifting to Alex. “Fix a meeting with Mason.” David’s gaze snapped up to me. “Why are you meeting with that bastard?” Shrugging, I closed the lid of the laptop. “I don’t want this to go to the pre

ALINA “You just couldn’t have this meeting without him, could you?” See? What did I tell you about Mason being a weakling hiding under the umbrella of male ego? Alex chuckled. “I have come to learn of your charm, Ms. Voss. Your other boyfriends refused to be a part of this, and I don’t think it has anything to do with them not wanting any drama. It has more to do with what you have against them.” As if I give a damn what conclusion he reaches. Strutting into the sitting area, I dropped onto one of the sofas and crossed my legs. My eyes slowly flickered to Mason. “How is Sarah?” His head cocked to the side. “Fine.” “And the baby?” “Alive and kicking.” He deadpanned before adding, “It might interest you to know that the baby isn’