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“What’s with you women and hitting arms? That hurts, okay?” “I’m going to skin you alive if you don’t tell me everything! Are you even really dating? Dating as in dating… like for love? Do you even love that woman you’re dating or you’re just fucking her and suddenly decided to label it more formally as dating? Navier, I told you if you hurt another woman’s feelings, I—” “I’m dating Sophia Diwa. She was the one who stayed and took care of me when I got drunk…”

On the first day of college, I became Bellingham University's most infamous 'serial dumpee'. Whether it was the graceful upperclassman or the cold, stunning campus queen, every girl who went on a single date with me would, without fail, leave me for my roommate Blake Ramsey by the very next day. Blake rocketed to the top as every girl's golden boy. He juggled his growing roster of admirers like a pro. Every day, he shoved another stack of curated dating profiles into my hands. "Buddy, don't let one bad apple scare you off. The next one will be even sweeter. You have to keep chasing true love!" I believed him and set my sights on an adorable freshman, but she broke up with me without a se

Boston wanted to jump from the tree trunk he was hiding in and end Kelly's life right there and then, as he always thought that his King Felix liked Kelly way too much to gather up the guts to kill Kelly. So he was prepared, that when the time is right, if Felix failed to kill Kelly because of his feelings, Boston will take matters into his own hands. After calming down Kelly's hyped self, Kelly decided that it was now the time to get ready for her big date. She took a long, hot shower in which she scrubbed every single part of her body and shaved them as well. She decided to give her makeover a little extra time today because Sebastian was being very sweet and dedicated so she thought she s

She excused his behaviour. I had to stop myself from smiling. I definitely stumbled on a crack there. Noah was no longer the sweet, romantic partner he had presented himself as. It wasn’t a surprise to me, I am sure desperate women like these were Chris’ targets. But I didn’t want to use that card just yet. I needed to plant the seed of doubt slowly. “What was your first date like?” I lured her back to the sweet guy he met. My guess was that she was still feeling those past memories, reassuring herself that a child was going to bring back the man she fell in love with, or that her not having a child made her less of a good partner.

"Y-You're the Richmond Group heiress?" Chevy International Mall was a company under Richmond Group, and everyone in the upper management knew that the Richmond family's most beloved daughter, who often spent her days overseas, was named Cheryl Richmond. I gave him a side glance and said, "At least you're not dumb enough to forget your own boss' name." After I confirmed my identity, Jeff fell to the ground on his knees in shock. He then crawled up to me and cried, saying, "I'm sorry, Ms. Richmond! I was blind and couldn't recognize you from a mile away! I had no idea that it was really you!

She looked away quickly, but her hand went up to tuck a stray hair behind her ear. "Alexa," I whispered, nudging her with my elbow. "He’s cute. Give him a 'welcome to ask me out' look. Just a smile. That’s all it takes." The change was instantaneous. It was like a shutter slamming shut over a window. The color drained from her face, and her eyes turned back into flint. She straightened her posture, her hand instinctively moving to where her weapon usually sat on her hip. "No," she said, her voice turning into a serrated blade. "Dating is a sign of weakness.

As she took a step forward, ready to fight, inducers were fired into her body to make her sleep. She turned her eyes toward her gang, trying to fight the sleep. Anger rose as she was about to lose control. Then another inducer pierced her body. She fell. Before she hit the ground, they pushed a floater toward her. Silence followed as her eyes closed, breaths controlled, bodies shaking with fear. Someone whispered, “She’s a psychopath. Don’t you know her nickname?” Another followed, “She’s called The Psycho Queen.” “Damn! Who’s gonna carry her now? Absolutely not me,” a bald man said. “That girl terrifies me. I can’t get over when she flipped me over. Even unconscious, she’s scary.”

Antonio soaked in the comments, his ego swelling with every word. He pointed at the scar on the back of my hand and said to the camera, "See this scar? This is proof he's in the mafia. This is the mark of a criminal!" I clenched my teeth. The cold wind sneaked in through my collar, making me shiver uncontrollably. Yet I didn't utter a single word. Instead, I just kept my eyes locked on Antonio. "What are you staring at?" Antonio pulled out a folding knife from his pocket and waved it around. The blade glinted harshly against the snow.

She refused to accept it. "You conniving witch! Give me back my money!" She screeched like a banshee, practically pouncing on me to attack me, but she was clamped in place by Charles, his expression cold and sinister. With a sneer, he said, "Didn't you say that you loved me for who I was, and not what I had? You spent money to fake medical reports, lied about being terminally ill, drugged my drink to get into bed with me, and caused me to get divorced.

she ended in a whisper as he pulled away to look at her face. Ever since they’d started dating, he was the one person she was sure she could lean on, with the guarantee that he would be there for her. She was still close to her friends, but she had no greater cheerleaders than Channing, Cassidy, and Cain. She smiled at the four ‘Cs’, thinking about the five ‘Is’ (with Isaiah included). It amused her to no end, especially since Beck and Ronny felt left out, but it also solidified the bonds she already knew she had with these people.