Falling For my Fiancé’s Enemy
I was right, they argued, I thought and now he was walking toward me.
“Dude… how are you doing today?” he greeted, smiling too casually, and my eyes followed their joined hands.
“Asshole.” I thought. Here everyone labelled me as the Playboy boy but he is way worse than me.
“Hey! Aren’t you the model that’s supposed to be his partner?” Victor snapped, clearly annoyed, and finally, I looked at her.
“Well… he couldn’t interest me,” she said, eyes narrowing at Levi, “and she’s my close friend. Didn’t you say you didn’t want anything associated with me?” Levi continued for her. I didn’t take my eyes off the way they held hands.
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