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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692428400		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692169200		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692169200		View Edit Delete
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435308	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511123	1723485802		234		1023463858942440	1	3.7380825867941E+14		1709280000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			0	1	1	1526894804014200		0	Steven Losada			120202346070870761		stevenlosada.com	Learn More		NONE	carousel	Module 4: Retargeting Campaign	Made for Shopify Store Owners	https://stevenlosada.com/course2-diy-facebook-ads-for-shopify-store-owners		1702591330	1.5268948040142E+15	Steven Losada	https://scontent-lax3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/410092796_2258104387727802_6993295329718299400_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-DJUKz2KVYAAX_xvKME&_nc_ht=scontent-lax3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBagOmfl4Jkpa8iIQplnVz8LA8nHPonDnQhRhb4Nlv0kg&oe=65E9A5B3	person_profile	0	Steven Losada | Facebook Ads for Beginners	https://scontent-lax3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/410097859_1390619744862963_3252090041177309991_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=74I1l8kISl0AX82NQez&_nc_ht=scontent-lax3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDQ7KGtnsVjJvqHXkwtjM_7U-V5f-oFoUKEX7uul6irDw&oe=65EAEFD3			0	3	Made for Shopify Store Owners		Steven Losada		543	https://facebook.com/stevenlosadainc	0		LEARN_MORE						1706428800		View Edit Delete
435309	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511123	1723485802		234		328944229480040				1707465600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	143954998801318		0	Adastra Motion Ease			120206281817850247		adastramotionease.com	Shop now		NONE	video			https://adastramotionease.com/products/soothing-massager?utm_medium={{ad.name}}&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{adset.name}}		1706479326	1.4395499880132E+14	Adastra Motion Ease	https://scontent-lax3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/417513748_1072583567328857_7086013103191321019_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-l-HS_xOu5YAX993bp7&_nc_ht=scontent-lax3-2.xx&oh=00_AfAD08xv6NGvO7tnazY-CQ7lQ4VjROp4bOXEys0QVYDTJw&oe=65E9670E	person_profile	0	Adastra Motion Ease	https://scontent-lax3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/417509432_392367649944981_2378121673081101234_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fd3pFWtM_XoAX8LR_Sc&_nc_ht=scontent-lax3-2.xx&oh=00_AfACc9Mh_D-4Qp3c1jbPFgxJzt5vSRmoI_XAbll1y1oApA&oe=65EA68E1			0	3	💕✨May your heart be filled with love, relaxation and good vibes! <br /> ...<br /> 🎁Perfect gift for friends, family, and your loved ones. Buy 2 at 20% OFF!		Adastra Motion Ease		50	https://facebook.com/61552506267813	0		SHOP_NOW						1707033600		View Edit Delete
435310	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511123	1723485802		234		351824374331932	58	3.9718529299311E+14		1708675200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	143954998801318		0	Adastra Motion Ease			120206281817850247		adastramotionease.com	Shop now		NONE	video			https://adastramotionease.com/products/soothing-massager?utm_medium={{ad.name}}&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{adset.name}}		1706479326	1.4395499880132E+14	Adastra Motion Ease	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/417513748_1072583567328857_7086013103191321019_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-l-HS_xOu5YAX_DEG4I&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCmjD7hbnPqdBKkfGqMbVAK5KC0JvFVF7JnvzU6Y61u5A&oe=65E9670E	person_profile	0	Adastra Motion Ease	https://scontent.ftpa1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/417509432_392367649944981_2378121673081101234_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fd3pFWtM_XoAX8x2gWb&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-2.fna&oh=00_AfC0SI-HNHWP3rT4K7JnEBOzpsPTN9StVvNC7d3WOv1H5A&oe=65EA68E1			0	3	💕✨May your heart be filled with love, relaxation and good vibes! <br /> ...<br /> 🎁Perfect gift for friends, family, and your loved ones. Buy 2 at 20% OFF!		Adastra Motion Ease		50	https://facebook.com/61552506267813	0		SHOP_NOW						1708502400		View Edit Delete
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435320	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511124	1723485802		234		1507353879840185				1707379200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	143954998801318		0	Adastra Motion Ease			120206234654930247		adastramotionease.com	Shop now		NONE	video			https://adastramotionease.com/products/soothing-massager?utm_medium={{ad.name}}&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{adset.name}}		1706406625	1.4395499880132E+14	Adastra Motion Ease	https://scontent.ftpa1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/421946947_421191056905302_2348894510728294626_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XSI4uIomGD4AX8Xknv5&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-2.fna&oh=00_AfC1NxBjGYaUvyiXXrYGWJXYxe7nII9Y601Lcmj5IuL7Ww&oe=65EA5109	person_profile	0	Adastra Motion Ease	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/421884563_905544877782584_155022325392535085_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9BYedWH0KtcAX9ymPyF&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfAzWTG7_sB0dkA0p9RlAUJfhOy-oJAJyYgEP76V9anBGA&oe=65EA13C5			0	3	💕✨May your heart be filled with love, relaxation and good vibes! <br /> ...<br /> 🎁Perfect gift for friends, family, and your loved ones. Buy 2 at 20% OFF!		Adastra Motion Ease		50	https://facebook.com/61552506267813	0		SHOP_NOW						1707033600		View Edit Delete
435321	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511124	1723485802		234		2093010194397620				1708588800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	143954998801318		0	Adastra Motion Ease			120206234654930247		adastramotionease.com	Shop now		NONE	video			https://adastramotionease.com/products/soothing-massager?utm_medium={{ad.name}}&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{adset.name}}		1706406625	1.4395499880132E+14	Adastra Motion Ease	https://scontent.ftpa1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/421946947_421191056905302_2348894510728294626_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XSI4uIomGD4AX8Xknv5&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-2.fna&oh=00_AfC1NxBjGYaUvyiXXrYGWJXYxe7nII9Y601Lcmj5IuL7Ww&oe=65EA5109	person_profile	0	Adastra Motion Ease	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/421884563_905544877782584_155022325392535085_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9BYedWH0KtcAX9ymPyF&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfAzWTG7_sB0dkA0p9RlAUJfhOy-oJAJyYgEP76V9anBGA&oe=65EA13C5			0	3	💕✨May your heart be filled with love, relaxation and good vibes! <br /> ...<br /> 🎁Perfect gift for friends, family, and your loved ones. Buy 2 at 20% OFF!		Adastra Motion Ease		50	https://facebook.com/61552506267813	0		SHOP_NOW						1708588800		View Edit Delete
435322	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511124	1723485802		234		1798706810558593	65	9.4419849373949E+14		1708675200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	143954998801318		0	Adastra Motion Ease			120206234654930247		adastramotionease.com	Shop now		NONE	video			https://adastramotionease.com/products/soothing-massager?utm_medium={{ad.name}}&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{adset.name}}		1706406625	1.4395499880132E+14	Adastra Motion Ease	https://scontent.ftpa1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/421946947_421191056905302_2348894510728294626_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XSI4uIomGD4AX8Xknv5&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-2.fna&oh=00_AfC1NxBjGYaUvyiXXrYGWJXYxe7nII9Y601Lcmj5IuL7Ww&oe=65EA5109	person_profile	0	Adastra Motion Ease	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/421884563_905544877782584_155022325392535085_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9BYedWH0KtcAX9ymPyF&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfAzWTG7_sB0dkA0p9RlAUJfhOy-oJAJyYgEP76V9anBGA&oe=65EA13C5			0	3	💕✨May your heart be filled with love, relaxation and good vibes! <br /> ...<br /> 🎁Perfect gift for friends, family, and your loved ones. Buy 2 at 20% OFF!		Adastra Motion Ease		50	https://facebook.com/61552506267813	0		SHOP_NOW						1708502400		View Edit Delete
435363	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:18 PM	1709511124	1750789083		234		710133657739342	1	7.2202393180395E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670440970166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom dream catcher feather pendant	Personalized dream catcher feather pendant	https://www.wiieo.com/SK223		1701847498	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408738996_899468054896303_1320853360798891711_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=MbOsFv0ix1wAX-EuhAj&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBkoN6E-NWbXzAOuN2elZ7dsUEgTc3vNvgSWfnRU28NwQ&oe=65EA6DED	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408385263_1819406318519275_4986859073241797455_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=R33rQZuPthMAX_RhXnV&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAGTiLjdOnHIsKfbcDR7PxMqTwTwlvJ9CkI6g2EtYJ8aQ&oe=65EAA34E			0	3	💘 Personalized dream catcher feather pendant 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK223&amp;h=AT27-dDJ0Yih32-ZbtCR1dvXkHUAB8WgUahyF190fjSfq6hkMyYRjcIy2xt6NXJ6e5EP7J7aLExA2PzOFcqftmZYjS7vAlNGOSxMj4E8ntF6cp4CnvpqM3k4LXGWj9GWT_g_IcWTGlnb6B2IxotxJNjRTWM" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK223</a> <br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435373	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:18 PM	1709511125	1750789088		234		895043245371676	1	2.9071333727234E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670212580166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Monster Truck Night Light	Personalized Monster Truck Night Light	https://www.wiieo.com/SK320		1701847356	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406807204_933102218146684_6455249326573091036_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=EkMOF4X5EJcAX9GDzw5&_nc_oc=AQljVdh_9sE8OfWrMLVljpXF4md1hEbjXmXU_QgwxbvOyCXnE14tU3JzHS_QMhwxa6A&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDJI2bZlWG-sfPBQQJWR4RnxJkozZWTrHfwEGX2YVBUtQ&oe=65E99D81	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406848380_3558004874413054_6545911404709085491_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cfuUvSR3OA4AX9tcR9N&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCmqFL2p5aaicNBXdERh3dDZ1uuy8p9pVWdesPVjdoTGg&oe=65EAC70C			0	3	💘 Personalized Monster Truck Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK320&amp;h=AT1k-IycxFfOjd241S5mULkLZsj1Yfr5Q0k9ndbi7ecWikn5CcWcXxxllPSqJYSYsxqaHrOS5CQABMTDjwuPgpsRGFuRO5cTq1j-xNPvHNzGGardT0BmFOJAJ8ioqZ2ICjBq6gdMqER0v2c0LNw0mr5qi3E" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK320</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435398	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:18 PM	1709511125	1750789093		234		315696947961793				1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150160780124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom avatar couple pajamas	Personalized customized avatar Valentine's Day couple pajamas	https://www.ainki.com/SK24		1701852639	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408323907_1046276869940492_232258968213833468_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Wi6b-claW5YAX8bt7x_&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCspt1498sY9lfecWN19_wy22Oh8KfpyMkDnldcCvig9A&oe=65EABB3F	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408268886_370128945488207_922542349276484238_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cT0LCu5dNWMAX8nl798&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDBSOSIlw8e4o3oTTpG4_-Kasgeae2rgnLC2AzTHGdQkA&oe=65EAD3C4			0	3	💘 Personalized avatar couple pajamas 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK24&amp;h=AT3vl20aBFaFJUBsmk9fe1_ueayFDei8NIxQ-Sorh3xYlefqdrT2fIMj-ikyWJz7S4m39bUT0tmk4wVOmfpY2DFCqfSAU5U5MR9uTw0kN-sRdpFExWrW9eeockmw31g7oo93UzY8JaCFPPCPPBas4WdN4lQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK24</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435408	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:18 PM	1709511125	1750789098		234		570461088581839	1	1.4287148078553E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150267420124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Eternity Birthstone Necklace	Personalized Eternity Birthstone Necklace	https://www.ainki.com/SK43		1701852726	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407370771_1459170211479068_1833000764285539575_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=971jsz7BzrcAX8ScWu4&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBRa2QEwVVnWeD80szgg6NLHcLECc2jFk8YkFqYn1Jdkw&oe=65EAD0AE	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407370971_1084062669273114_4304337824969308881_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hxBvoxLNOq8AX8PU5S2&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCmtAgYbF3XHcn0OxCmuomYkBwUr4dRbkvOnBIBoeLLGw&oe=65E9AA6B			0	3	💘 Personalized Eternity Birthstone Necklace 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK43&amp;h=AT1dZTUYzxUW61PWoRT8eUYNGerFN_xQhLDP-GK494gDw5hkmHNaKedCWKeKcLE80Fikq8XBl9HX9fMTKtXcQ08GmK2PhT9tNdPKm_qQ_K3ZAFLHKRl6YhNhgZg7SviaiEvFxZegrZ_v2c89G7vv9rwbGVo" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK43</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435453	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:18 PM	1709511126	1750789113		234		6931287906931749				1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	108356178578587		0	cororver.com			120201851361680176		cororver.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Photo Wooden Lantern	Personalized Photo Wooden Lantern	https://www.cororver.com/SK235		1702001394	1.0835617857859E+14	cororver.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406841042_3548824598691268_1176550681613420964_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iP3vFIATTbAAX9b3HY8&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfA58pxjDRRip7U8jeQYOPhcnhB_2OAb6E2RMEY2TxWnJA&oe=65EA238C	person_profile	0	cororver.com	https://scontent.fmem1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406768195_243052268631878_2690963412559475981_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3vnQH4qut-gAX-ILVwo&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-2.fna&oh=00_AfAtxXY9YepQ3Ut7Jeu3_X45mrydhNpn3DaE3H8q2ZOong&oe=65EA9D7A			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Lantern 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cororver.com%2FSK235&amp;h=AT3CRFCPlLPgOQODq3MKISaAtJsEOI0W3ksRZb5spY1Uo2OsFaZ2gu887GLwX-phXmh5sB3SiXj66COv5f0_LB4EyWppKE8GbGhOkH6VNW81KzdsGLlTl1i_86hsBrUhTkaK5voZwgqocQ2Jtquxww9mFNIIlpKNVrY2Vw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.cororver.com/SK235</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		cororver.com		84	https://facebook.com/cororver	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435460	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:18 PM	1709511126	1750789118		234		1037127017432385		8.8986570937417E+14		1702627200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	2039961579632602		0	giftlabshop.com			120200552635140725		www.giftlabshop.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Wooden Watch		https://www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170		1700620741	2.0399615796326E+15	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/404594085_268692075759150_366302487596688238_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vQSoGgmNHS8AX_AvjKw&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-2.fna&oh=00_AfCwzCBHUYhuUsawAyHm6xHptHhIruK0yaaLd41DNTkoYg&oe=65EA5EDF	person_profile	0	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/404567663_317249451161689_5676492941913948717_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DLN8fBgV2j8AX_ff592&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfA1GoyPjiNS60WkssQpiChijLfwNSWHZW706HOBxZOv2Q&oe=65E9385D			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Watch 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.giftlabshop.com%2FSKU170&amp;h=AT2hhNDc7KWyZRTWNGdbjF8x54BYpSOgqrI_DbALR_dp39x8GvwMNxBUnjwrl7v5mcmiczwkLNoVo64tvjSIartMRoPPEpucq2xlbc8vI8t6tt1cLj0ydkOjNE2lP7kWOD_ZAvWRsskQhOhmvu5Sck9QgdoB8tmYLhZXIg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		giftlabshop.com		4494	https://facebook.com/giftlabshopcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1701417600		View Edit Delete
435463	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:45 PM	1709511126	1750790722		234		332324196054786				1700553600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	647467912394265		0	Swanecklace.com			23862469011620745		www.swanecklace.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.swanecklace.com/SKU0165		1698799025	6.4746791239426E+14	Swanecklace.com	https://scontent.fmem1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/396714269_192609673818249_4609995803246851512_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UK2rI7ONpGgAX_fMmjm&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-2.fna&oh=00_AfDGhGpPPf5q3EN3AaWlDboURg6yM3Iud43U8wAyAJdUIw&oe=65EAAAB5	person_profile	0	Swanecklace.com	https://scontent.fmem1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/396719028_1062271358126065_6758710461622543659_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=GXkmTGN4KwIAX_I3xVN&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-2.fna&oh=00_AfApALrotcZXBjx5GVvVYCdUoUxJNO-byEiZaJpS4g_MnA&oe=65E92C10			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.swanecklace.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT1iC9krezOlEH_50lrwGAqy6pAfJbq1Jaft21BLOxQkpJT6VBDMLLAZ58BXKRF5OCR1DSpmssxbbf2A0iXHBcU33491QBdojis41NewjEqJuD-OJ839fV_TvzMmTwKjDGOXTOoxr4Zsd5wGtiQ-desdRqWCsRrPLPfOYA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.swanecklace.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Swanecklace.com		1590	https://facebook.com/Swanecklacecom	0		SHOP_NOW						1698822000		View Edit Delete
435464	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:45 PM	1709511126	1750790727		234		619637010307620	8	9.8068051629722E+14		1694502000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	2039961579632602		0	giftlabshop.com			23856611558230724		www.giftlabshop.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Wooden Watch		https://www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170		1690583537	2.0399615796326E+15	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/363388258_1271190493530156_4096094921403485624_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=pqJAEj9qqnsAX9HWqgC&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfC8DPbSnvvRDSQHHbsGiP0VWNVc64A9NQu2cPEeUrQPqg&oe=65EAC1D4	person_profile	0	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/362631832_3666498586973256_1700399299719289779_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=pCzyZdb-5roAX-lSomh&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBvZpmv8240YrE051lW4mIyWfQ3sBKwLJRMQpvIpWPpFg&oe=65E9300B			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Watch 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.giftlabshop.com%2FSKU170&amp;h=AT2VZURDNpYqEDnaItsnDNG2WJYydaGMjjh2BYY3UwOkHvR6f9g_FDF6JTN_ypKyFzLy5JXY-v4jUuLFdczcNSMp-gwlLEIme1LJqSWjH4RFHkXW7WIRduQTT9Nqp4krsK1UnB3BDrFhkRwg_9vUkahKwMgzuUfp0RUhFg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		giftlabshop.com		4494	https://facebook.com/giftlabshopcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1691046000		View Edit Delete
435476	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:45 PM	1709511126	1750790732		234		243077928387137				1698908400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1884758424873484		0	Nomanneau			23862176644830336		www.nomanneau.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165		1697242634	1.8847584248735E+15	Nomanneau	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387817617_684874486942544_1878367368880408666_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=O2dUnOVJIeAAX_BE2Zv&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCijpxdlvjsMqDUKtFmzznPgUFCijVFDKIhvTKa1-48bg&oe=65E91F22	person_profile	0	Nomanneau	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/391546515_744368297718524_8869044453127430763_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3EcVDMjUG2IAX-ulE01&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfDur886jbmRdkLM3Bsw_rFPw9Tony1otaFPxGcli-lOnQ&oe=65E9C280			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nomanneau.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT1VcoKlBr5f1pXf2mcMEMaF3CCBpTwFyno_s0WXZQyQbh5MuSTkQeTub8SkkwyVDa9G0k-cX5_x9pSzjDxJiBtf2O3JAG1wHwvGWR83yM_r5ElEKGwhCrWCwVbGPYh0jOJuFGJQiBo-vj4igDBnTTz8EFpLqW7m26RLHw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Nomanneau		8422	https://facebook.com/Nomanneau	0		SHOP_NOW						1698735600		View Edit Delete
435478	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:45 PM	1709511126	1750790737		234		319989640711175		2.5216066090748E+14		1694588400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1884758424873484		0	Nomanneau			23858588300450336		www.nomanneau.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165		1694483653	1.8847584248735E+15	Nomanneau	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377764408_258475103761019_3024940657358396679_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3wvBpEnN4lMAX_1YBLX&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfB3V6ShZpRQlRZGEIMYgob3iWj6-3CrKPACHuDqncs-KQ&oe=65EA4298	person_profile	0	Nomanneau	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377500056_268103006145850_310143976399263540_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=CDDgWUdxVocAX8yDWBY&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfA1gX7McAqAK-mq6EvF4Bp0UNwYJN5guLmVzAheF2vpiQ&oe=65E9EE32			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nomanneau.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT1lOT_1k9WTvyX4Aldo34AQfkivk2vJC-SBEkavOXOPPWPXnH0yBlN3A8aFu43s_oG1Vuv-ynSKlgehM7awhjeqif4v_NNmuo-ay_XGG84ImFdP6ZT6qEsAAmvICnL4Jx_I2voXMiccPbyo3_svRWVOvOOKnpODIv-9fQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Nomanneau		8422	https://facebook.com/Nomanneau	0		SHOP_NOW						1694415600		View Edit Delete
435494	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:45 PM	1709511127	1750790742		234		213788254887354				1703059200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	122322788204563		0	Namenskette			23862057558390380		www.namenskette.mobi	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Color Changing Mug		https://www.namenskette.mobi/SKU0162		1696814179	1.2232278820456E+14	Namenskette	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387730368_1084275839372696_5728004152306748302_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dWuGyUAa8koAX--VSL8&_nc_oc=AQmJ2eQcXWJGpavFKEwcwDHEs25EDVN_nUkohWe6HOht813jJr-LOsc7ffUkBzsLzDQ0Xio-ZhuhtL2F8w80IoUE&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCRbH-63qFPHxvZl_cmJU_I6cOTef_0H8rsFinnBXEUuQ&oe=65E9E451	person_profile	0	Namenskette	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387060196_288640517435839_770187672209079109_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=IX6B76_jDMgAX98B3k0&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfA1Xbb_gIy17xGyWnWOZzFJsCkMewr5k1fKKoiuroA97g&oe=65EA9699			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Color Changing Mug 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.namenskette.mobi%2FSKU0162&amp;h=AT2liogwr0qRnalfylHkwtVM88KP1kx4lrx4Sl5sdpKk-osWoxlzmLSZD_m3piIMLlWvQLSKwTxBEDeyEJP4n2uJGEJur6Wi4NxRNNFGxiBkNVoSFXqHjtjwVGx8cZNT05EsWdYASwlAyDYAm9bK6oNLuL7xXU3HKEw1P_7gfl9Mfc06ib0" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">www.namenskette.mobi/SKU0162</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Namenskette		80463	https://facebook.com/Namenskette	0		SHOP_NOW						1698822000		View Edit Delete
435511	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:45 PM	1709511127	1750790746		234		712072650750145	15	1.7452882227517E+14		1696921200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	187658008670123		0	Bijoux.cool			23858933496740262		www.bijoux.cool	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Night Light Bluetooth Music Player		https://www.bijoux.cool/SKU0162		1694480626	1.8765800867012E+14	Bijoux.cool	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376559599_3169054346730416_7385372533010881586_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=MnpQDQh0p9sAX-2DOOz&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDGaCs_FNsx1lsc6sAInnU1Wc2kWye10xxW9lZCMRwOTg&oe=65E90D67	person_profile	0	Bijoux.cool	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376288929_266497116259626_8732127877522287745_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dsf9WigzGN8AX8mnS78&_nc_oc=AQnmNDGSHmYxOQo-1QiaiulxDptN9coEF3ZzyeQ4RZx799UuifHCK9tSPI9hApFqz9ee-QNb3H-4aerX5Hgsg8zw&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfA7CJkf1ai-euXImK4R2JXAEwv3FJhGBIEDgdMNsFCSiQ&oe=65E920F6			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Night Light Bluetooth Music Player 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bijoux.cool%2FSKU0162&amp;h=AT1b9Mp7M3cOLqLcg6hiCGcMKz0mqFQ5x8MhKSIsevPERT241dleLQPeandUJzRC7OdcQgfazeNtiuhaGQBl7O-s8j3pzX2tsvpPcNyj1RwnUiVG3SUpZxPbHP86SDjnExUmFu48s0NGETZyyv_aAZVCZzezuaMGZjryNw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.bijoux.cool/SKU0162</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Bijoux.cool		2801	https://facebook.com/Bijoux.cool	0		SHOP_NOW						1696575600		View Edit Delete
435523	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:46 PM	1709511127	1750790760		234		841442947691347	17	7.4933431007792E+14		1694847600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858459773430042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1694572025	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378092592_998665581372435_4888120968452337341_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rQNAaqdq_5sAX9gkWkb&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDQyaAtzZAsdVz4aWPPhCRcJRIz8oFeY5mLTlD5iZ7lWw&oe=65E963C9	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378075820_1286618108883298_3420926691654533637_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=K0y3yLNak70AX-K2MOT&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDkLZaKTd8FsPZ0QYHAIRadkLcXZw72vkUkPUNWBTzVUQ&oe=65EAD2DA			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT053AoEfamtCtC6iGNWo_bMjZ9KunqPijdWLFq0JzGEYiVtK9VjYceofXIHxcdQneQgWOLNttpW7tJmOullQD1L0OxNxgNUlY6_Mo4ayC2MbnZtWVcedQrj10YBF_Mf7rKzp79J_Q_ikqrEbOzvfIRbcgKVhKZgMZNYyg" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1694502000		View Edit Delete
435540	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:46 PM	1709511127	1750790765		234		1069925827533312				1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944800773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Christmas letter mug	Personalized Christmas letter mug	https://www.jacacas.com/SK380		1702109259	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406868948_1568716587203388_1114272251426372851_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rHCZI5O4TKAAX_QlONq&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfD8vqWXUHQmy5_0dCSti7GBe18Gd1FjV9HlFL3CPUXzHw&oe=65E90AB2	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406770673_326657270228908_7967148801626056572_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=gCeUQQqe4rsAX-Y45od&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBlH1zyHVOVk19GacOXELEi2ZLIwxQNV8C8qGTeKJg1YQ&oe=65EAC4F1			0	3	💘 Personalized Christmas letter mug 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK380&amp;h=AT0zlojmBQUct_1fG3TRj8TRzPnRrale8jtrNYrWS0knl4Gs08ZT4nYzcx5IkpSz4B-9_q8lsbGaEtkZOc2inKKWEIpS3h-83DNYUsmh419bLCHqEQgIDpEAaguO960m6XZnxjIVMfJcHklN--4VIhJx8OuuJJCEQkgMnw" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK380</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435543	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:46 PM	1709511127	1750790770		234		1299648667407830	1	7.4447138711118E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944550773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom name anklet	personalized name anklet	https://www.jacacas.com/SK275		1702109256	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408507481_669515835291760_1156416350727697292_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JqeEjo6OgfoAX8axiOl&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfDfZ11glMXzmgM95XeFXc7kDmy5lCDxiD3OqanHuKUw_w&oe=65E9563A	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408504606_1148187652826019_6320211718222439798_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=0bgOX4BiKLYAX8uwymQ&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfBHdm2RCFEckyelrK6h72JpjhHXU937o6V3C_RgPdiCvA&oe=65EA26F9			0	3	💘 Personalized name anklet 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK275&amp;h=AT2CK8y_4YGFNR8iFNIdi06Zz2fy6ymiO5fgXVzKjfykXgS-Y-9DEWUJlPxeF77H7ZvEGrUnwABB7wDV89YQaF_1xZOLVJUzXNBB_daO2vvVZoH0QpHHayCrkOcoySmE-kty1TBpPPya4A" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK275</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435366	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/26/25, 5:16 AM	1709511124	1750932970		234		731708658982448	2	1.5616284609082E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670337640166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Film Photo Necklace	Personalized Film Photo Necklace	https://www.wiieo.com/SK151		1701847431	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407983279_1264779234186901_8654200979267185048_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XTxrDMYGhp4AX8PsURy&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCARtiCL1smBy1chxsbuVXGvBkGwCL8W4f1T9i25C0kXg&oe=65EAB17A	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407986962_1379212056323923_3549800605509881770_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4o63w9m7N0EAX_BeAdz&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfDO7nwo6Fvb12-gqX-t-s2JqArLDBxDlAPmLtZOpxjg2g&oe=65E97FAC			0	3	💘 Personalized Film Photo Necklace 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK151&amp;h=AT03FaHVIe5s2ppptL0oqTjIuNWPkO7iwRkeA6x_8upkUdP9bZzgKS4o4TVYLaBGeABNyyrOLbqKY9IyUhsNoBSbL5Kdht2MwihGSms6Tna1llFOvCccRCmf7YcC_5ESSAOQUWCMaU_tT7BLpTwic4TpdwU" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK151</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435386	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/27/25, 2:08 AM	1709511125	1751008098		234		1047449926377159				1703750400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	111563665011693		0	wlilo.com			120202707218570111		www.wlilo.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom photo silent clock		https://www.wlilo.com/SK329		1702603055	1.1156366501169E+14	wlilo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/411221066_294778926872207_4879003626743768276_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=o8wQoPHExtUAX_Svdki&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCZ31D1-HriXQhHy5k7OAXrgOYZTkXC2Q4sKPOTPMQDPw&oe=65EAD631	person_profile	0	wlilo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/411247004_890924269083776_5948180853701778216_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NZ1FI-ZkiGMAX-BdLzg&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfAxB1jKWhr_mzEVxu2E0rjoOo8QqYIpRHH2FUm2VcA1rQ&oe=65EAA508			0	3	💘 Personalized photo silent clock 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wlilo.com%2FSK329&amp;h=AT0_s6-1DBnBfCxnVNdpp-VtQL3Hq8cWTtebwOLUw2OlPYE2XLwvjUDSo5zjpOBA4pxirPRypwNq4W6s__9UQLrogwpnkYXvOvoWoqwGZBX7BblZzoTnBqp8FuPXwJiookwTU_E4mlharQyXkELhh4-0cyY" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wlilo.com/SK329</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wlilo.com		317	https://facebook.com/Wlilocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435513	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/27/25, 11:34 AM	1709511127	1751042098		234		731279132355894	1	1.7871104817505E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944510773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Tractor Driver Metal Wall Art	Personalized Tractor Driver Metal Wall Art	https://www.jacacas.com/SK376		1702109258	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406754431_1019492802498899_2107509450879322719_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qVXgcVuWmOEAX9D-15x&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAu-MFMW9JAXlVUqSWVA_G8Zlr6HAar-u_nXRJVSo2Zag&oe=65E97CC4	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408109895_674975511420495_4549410948350606946_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AB4czx6WbnkAX_d1DdY&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDQXVOURMUsQNjSRd15d29VYkpI1j2yn8PdV32YfxT9Ag&oe=65EA2FE0			0	3	💘 Personalized Tractor Driver Metal Wall Art 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK376&amp;h=AT3T3PxUhgVUpkwOuvzbmM44ZIC8u2E2oLk29e-fXTKVkacC_mO2gMhgYBEoZFJX7tfuQG-I4L3jCWBx-SaF3dcfA_B_cyi3BsH9nKDZJ_fuh9ZG--WM_pF7LVmc-14Ehg2EPoGKt8WZzCsYTZZ1lSLJxfQRhFdAaLe6Rg" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK376</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435514	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/24/25, 1:45 PM	1709511127	1750790756		234		737154171104623	1	1.7111882460276E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944650773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom floral initial apron	Personalized floral initial apron	https://www.jacacas.com/SK331		1702109257	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409220231_885087646451156_8605266903599935096_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=WkIWDp8jzv8AX8deVQz&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDptO-uoPt-1g6JSoPqSfF_YQDzZ2UspfdTWu8BFTtiNg&oe=65EA096E	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409219163_730666485598265_1081581597231388652_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qJo17nh--bUAX8GQG3u&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDIf7kDa1INN30IUnLU28ObZ_453MZ-LmlqPfCLvpuy5g&oe=65EAC6FB			0	3	💘 Personalized floral initial apron 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK331&amp;h=AT3a5yeFjyBbehZExazr5aiNI9tQjkSg4vxQwT8KEi5-wU04qbV5vfszRbbD5VW3U75WluMN2nC69AbXBKnJaBbMSXoX1qJEXxtyHJ8f1rPtKpRDb0XzzRHvxMGWESuNSmBYcU4f2bU8uMRQx2sAhQNG8V-DjvEK6qEKAw" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK331</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435409	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/27/25, 4:08 AM	1709511125	1751015315		234		619371303728228				1695970800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101205886195703		0	beneio.com			23859444890570354		beneio.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Family Tree Tree of Life Metal Sign	Personalized Family Tree Tree of Life Metal Sign	https://www.beneio.com/SK166		1695716064	1.012058861957E+14	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382825697_1237655683596200_5438989896656090906_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Qe2-DWg0k8EAX8xondW&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBJuVSIHYjk36j5fjg4H-Y58f-_gZ1JPrzUTomwYsmNGA&oe=65E91E72	person_profile	0	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382825633_983434756272972_5453051874397768384_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Vsaj_SrGDRgAX_zGF1H&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCTxswHH4Aje-d_9VQbcAvFQXdzndCejGDBjksIqTN1NQ&oe=65E96F20			0	3	💘 Personalized Family Tree Tree of Life Metal Sign 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.beneio.com%2FSK166&amp;h=AT1RLqwhhrKH3YrwaWd8hRCRPPjSxqvwgArzkzyYk_hyVQltu8tKu_34qilpZCyDReP70nlrG7h3epyoAp47H5HVGyus4PIreWik5YZcOg3MrLQEfdKf_iGKb8MRUm7zHHuGMdIVt4tdEHeu1vcB9btNgm8" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.beneio.com/SK166</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		beneio.com		43	https://facebook.com/100089147975771	0		SHOP_NOW						1695711600		View Edit Delete
435381	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/16/25, 11:50 PM	1709511125	1747457439		234		3182051805437201	1	6.1898739003876E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670653000166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Infinity Logo Couple Photo Frames	Personalized Infinity Logo Couple Photo Frames	https://www.wiieo.com/SK129		1701847635	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408128535_716028143816230_4668655088602545931_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=smysX6FF_8gAX-hIslu&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBVTiJBwAoT97Eaezgt7H1Si4UdOIe6WX_W5DjYyoauKg&oe=65EA8B21	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408079253_904167454393167_5901205074836591800_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Vf-e9NMtzDMAX8hi7fG&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAv0CJ17Nj4D66KCFSItInTO4_Pf-pQnHmWyRsjTg5DOQ&oe=65EA06F1			0	3	💘 Personalized Infinity Logo Couple Photo Frames 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK129&amp;h=AT1ouXc4Xz8zuXEg5_IyVvIHCNi-xb_YYu8MUR23DJpTFsee1Ws2Pz1pDk8dnvXXHcV4DkCR2fGAzEu2kUlkyDAxRv_itkCX8jSvbej7eXQ5xLR8RPu-QwaaTil3vw0upxilbq13ASTc-Zw8Kr-kA2L37Fs" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK129</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435388	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/16/25, 8:56 PM	1709511125	1747446975		234		1736746456802452				1703750400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	111563665011693		0	wlilo.com			120202707156630111		www.wlilo.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom photo silent clock		https://www.wlilo.com/SKU155		1702603024	1.1156366501169E+14	wlilo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409801362_697479738810443_8207087203392311289_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=R0pJsOCNXkgAX_bjz9N&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDL9tAZ86DIjtK2o_6xzTHxU8yDBYg0zUlTQ-_qSspBpw&oe=65EA798D	person_profile	0	wlilo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409720733_218226801321664_3578627660986297893_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YjSlFf6cj68AX8eEOyr&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfC5kA5-62R1jW0VRGdn9gEx6bJZH6dw2azHzbjp1mXEdg&oe=65EA3082			0	3	💘 Personalized photo silent clock 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wlilo.com%2FSKU155&amp;h=AT3SZZB0JbPwqT3cr6ogcnNoFtSfk-HLPhYfaOkoKGaI-3qz1SDtigPRYYHd1A4IQ_bR13LJZoqaIJPlUTa1nSoKwzNXVapiwNvtNngQ4YwahCu0NeT1x1oeuryeCVlU5s9Lwhr7aIb4lWEjd2HE0CpDuz4" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wlilo.com/SKU155</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wlilo.com		317	https://facebook.com/Wlilocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435501	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/8/25, 2:07 AM	1709511127	1749366463		234		660355316065484		2.9473279326325E+14		1695279600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858678121170042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1694941090	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/379782362_1049925346170354_6541930640273082564_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=jGqbuHVBMzEAX-rRF73&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCitgRevi1AikVuaBGxCuNwRtUGYNHK8RDjs0Nz29sANQ&oe=65EA616F	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/379232159_2005572783144807_2921714344221439809_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=CZX8MZZGkxUAX_1qRVo&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfC9tXeyPJoHeFnOYRC-hgwSysHAaMt6SFBBu65PDWrKag&oe=65EA0403			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT1XEcqJK99JkeQ4av8Ha7BiqubIVWk4wflb6Tej8F8R2tJYKSNB1y6gcy4ruSkgsxZwcbDIHc5u91ZLJLM2qClVMtte3Jpoc5Y58-mR6gzWbD0PdsbexUMPW1jvhkcbDmcbUwAmBD9Riwq5h3gd6HQpEesFXCigqa8yjw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1695193200		View Edit Delete
435405	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/4/25, 5:09 AM	1709511125	1743761387		234		378738127986274	2	6.1460019745595E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150573790124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Heart Guestbook	Personalized Heart Guestbook	https://www.ainki.com/SK283		1701852867	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408135893_1067014061105742_7116402531306668369_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=IINKthEVfhAAX9w7uVA&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDoA4gZrFmjj7Zpu4v85PFs3gfm4cCIt8hjgTgS8h3fWw&oe=65E9EA8F	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408040984_1116954732799850_2358720493601179047_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Wx1Cg-fp98wAX8XTGU9&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfByi5QeLfD7zOhWVU16JeHc_eoDgTtIg_cn82VVxpS7YQ&oe=65EA0CF1			0	3	💘 Personalized Heart Guestbook 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK283&amp;h=AT1mArFtaII0qMeN_7Acz6aonsTdwnYXSEdVczP-4rfTimPW--cN-NTEtlTQp9d1EiX23r3T7h8lE-8Y9lVv0KFnq_2L8nflybcqt9yMABR_1StZ-UX6fqeNrfLG0KEyLX-AuMkusm3nE2xxDizGbDO5EKQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK283</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435417	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/17/25, 1:21 AM	1709511125	1747462888		234		702161307951289				1695970800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101205886195703		0	beneio.com			23859444890530354		beneio.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Family Genealogy Christmas Surname Signs	Personalized Family Genealogy Christmas Surname Signs	https://www.beneio.com/SK161		1695716037	1.012058861957E+14	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/383952254_186978864350420_742440844773082014_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qoYLE2NwCeMAX8NLrce&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCz8W9BQbxjM02DjOmQmEdp5J6x7eOcra1zijbk1AP41w&oe=65E910E2	person_profile	0	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382237495_348501170959891_4415771756593394979_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QYOg0PZ0xlEAX_G1uMP&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfB4GG_-_C_cyGqJGjVK7F7lNVL_JnSLHiF__Ozl1BzGJg&oe=65E9FA0E			0	3	💘 Personalized Family Genealogy Christmas Surname Signs 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.beneio.com%2FSK161&amp;h=AT3IXAOzntxHGnsIaJWJrqJ1iIhhsV_GJJay97zYKmhtqNyULmDHqc3PsYByJwRkaDfxeZATa2ppKKEBI6jHQnuBJXTBElEBCoUeyvm_pddqCsmg1RC4OVjtGtmIkm_DKOLWGV7B_MzhmyROTm2F-rIcfPU" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.beneio.com/SK161</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		beneio.com		43	https://facebook.com/100089147975771	0		SHOP_NOW						1695711600		View Edit Delete
435436	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/17/25, 1:21 AM	1709511126	1747462890		234		1316521872586866				1695970800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101205886195703		0	beneio.com			23859444890750354		beneio.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Racer Blanket	Personalized Racer Blanket	https://www.beneio.com/SK163		1695716065	1.012058861957E+14	beneio.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382825795_346990054495864_721284268481874072_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=X10cUDl6st4AX_N7cSc&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBpPH5unzrM8-yPiHfxuI8grxgLPljGu5X12RFGzTC3Ig&oe=65EA3032	person_profile	0	beneio.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382825662_1370697193804500_6140988943492890585_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xYJ03IJFzhIAX-LFvqN&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfALahGwlv87DqIyFFBk1ZnRTETGnJsT7nXT2JeefrE3-Q&oe=65E98BAE			0	3	💘 Personalized Racer Blanket 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.beneio.com%2FSK163&amp;h=AT0YgxnD1FPM0pbkXjLYwkxE9BAM9BiPWMSNOrk_q7nacreRgHIsjLS8WFNSG9br6zjjqE9YoEyjEHs4xnKDiY1WadlUiqSbBzgqqc3HkdJV1e1hsTBtRhR0T9nSSoypG48hMDcYfsIXmZ4mwYSjroyD0jQB_At5u9CjGg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.beneio.com/SK163</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		beneio.com		43	https://facebook.com/100089147975771	0		SHOP_NOW						1695711600		View Edit Delete
435503	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/12/25, 5:13 PM	1709511127	1736723631		234		351160054195228	3	1.475192050966E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944740773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Firebird Metal Sign	Personalized Firebird Metal Sign	https://www.jacacas.com/SK329		1702109258	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409563656_872846387819250_4144106997004340983_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xFoLKkvHqNoAX9Pab78&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBkOWRUZhhm0AXSLyKfvynSkUm9VWx-EdbSRmjsNNaWaA&oe=65EA5B28	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409587578_1261316478596691_4934948347349630347_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3AOrF2cq2jYAX9Nh7c_&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfC5b2d45qzKatPZO1LOmVztEKUyoZ0WUhkYfF8WcuXpdQ&oe=65EA5463			0	3	💘 Personalized Firebird Metal Sign 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK329&amp;h=AT2mwWJMC4qVky5S_qXwrHQukpFL1g9joY5wZj_pQy9quWtlcqgBxe6NCIc8cXtDc8R4rboabMyIzorirD5gjEZE1rUhwTiGtoN-VclNR-VycjgOZH_D52okW2F9jPcf8Mthoxzeq3rDGsSEKcf2jLxI0NjkFmoiLazQjQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK329</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435492	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/13/25, 6:07 AM	1709511127	1736748420		234		416377924153074	1	1.5979898009441E+15		1706860800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	122322788204563		0	Namenskette			120205047390320381		www.namenskette.mobi	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Color Changing Mug		https://www.namenskette.mobi/SKU0162		1706777826	1.2232278820456E+14	Namenskette	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/424768440_821568163318228_806360781484851025_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2GN7LEZ7y5YAX-5lIq4&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCps2ceUR7rhagLFugZhSkeVOv9ZdXBwUP9skaZm6Ek7g&oe=65EAB6CC	person_profile	0	Namenskette	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/424773176_360252990222049_8157942752461266731_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=MtPS-MiWJ3YAX-_tRIb&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDpIm7ru0LM52o86KSGJCQ-9iphlh83VJkAYnYfJWsqcg&oe=65E9DD0F			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Color Changing Mug 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.namenskette.mobi%2FSKU0162&amp;h=AT0JjQuFh9JyEzok3SAqoIiQZ1CzttKFGrAoK0Nk1CkYDxSTBPMpGZvTrmrsfnzGUHV4O_nUrFIW-xR7ERorT7HfPfAa2u-0p3IOC091PIvUC7zcwepNUBsw0Vr2T7aV-h02goHt1lRRXiXIlD1j242ywAmCeYDCkIFjyQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.namenskette.mobi/SKU0162</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Namenskette		80463	https://facebook.com/Namenskette	0		SHOP_NOW						1706774400		View Edit Delete
435485	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/17/25, 4:12 PM	1709511126	1747516359		234		852737019376670				1699257600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	374073699690610		0	Navnering			23859368232690632		www.navnering.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom pumpkin car photo frame music box		https://www.navnering.com/SKU162		1695604622	3.7407369969061E+14	Navnering	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382226144_1492916131501661_6611282837025134785_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Bp4o9nOeoG0AX9p_vz9&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBaF5teH9j26azP6454jrXq9PIWDIsi4JQN81_dQOp4ZQ&oe=65EA21BA	person_profile	0	Navnering	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/381502904_340415131755279_1873049020414056862_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=bIAcL4YwiMkAX_qxvIA&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBsHljAM3T3yCgU-Gp2v3AuttfhMpUoAcYyHij_DtRXlQ&oe=65EAE854			0	3	💘 Personalized pumpkin car photo frame music box 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.navnering.com%2FSKU162&amp;h=AT3UXElaPJOncyLcL9mq8o37446Vvx1sbGusP9pj6o8IT5_TEuEfB4aoYv4ghxetBE0xqJ1wB3x1gV8S3bZ9iJTFYRR-L5lcbCdSJ6FdsO3PeYKb81uztCBFSBlkwHniHQRtAPLvorPVnQOkr3PdJDnFmWvi7xsuLit_tw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.navnering.com/SKU162</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Navnering		2609	https://facebook.com/Navnering	0		SHOP_NOW						1696748400		View Edit Delete
435414	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	7/3/25, 4:13 AM	1709511125	1751534019		234		684379116817761	1	1.1320391180732E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150463570124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Photo Wood Engraving Gift	Personalized Photo Wood Engraving Gift	https://www.ainki.com/SK272		1701852837	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407683511_2454637388051984_806621208700737047_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AUmLLZ0aelsAX_RQfp5&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfA1QsYFOgnfVBm3YSxJZpdpANeL4MyanJl7CdpYFJCegQ&oe=65EA1783	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407835631_1281280789204729_5809545513857307410_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=302H3rMLQxUAX8KyN9M&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBQSZ_wTXDqGOshQOvhGNyX_caB9kLZgaE-NyFhkk8PQA&oe=65E95FA0			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wood Engraving Gift 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK272&amp;h=AT3LVbNxr-P1r9QF9nz_DIVxJ58VQdvorjU7pS6udsGG-BZ9sfUlA85fafrIRc6Em6IIPBQsYdAA6u3Dj7PcsFYI5ii3SJtk9-02e4eYXpDs4Ne_-vPV0661CSOlImX2p7zz0iw1nBZW4Wfr49JVGvGAWns" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK272</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435541	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/8/25, 5:52 AM	1709511127	1749379965		234		1088249605917926	7	8.5371865930381E+14		1699430400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23862460685730042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1698884746	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/396330852_281477288199910_5466473752742285563_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JzvHYrMeqisAX8M2rBL&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDmt_VDw3eIshuh0Rh0o6RmLl627nXRoQ8EIS5HliXNTA&oe=65E9DE92	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/398529709_1133679944685875_6938426393044706225_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XPuNzKJevroAX_bgjzt&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDAH79Hkk4H2yNQ7oyzLht_zaYF3oSzhTILaf_wZIllKw&oe=65E92963			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT19TzsFyzYKVgenwy014zE8-G4SJe5NWFwabH65v8C_hbckz4NRocUjzyo50M4nQ87lho4R5PU5Jk9HXBwSokP8iDQkBp0M3FZSEnpDr2DII2I7eKEIgabRgJ8aYsTyeEz8S3z8Nfa08ScWfe8x_XAZ2vp9D8uuD1XHfg" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1699344000		View Edit Delete
435447	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/15/25, 2:34 AM	1709511126	1736908440		234		2251923111671721				1695970800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101205886195703		0	beneio.com			23859444890730354		beneio.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom night light for motorcycle riders	Personalized night light for motorcycle riders	https://www.beneio.com/SK160		1695716064	1.012058861957E+14	beneio.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/383210926_1571991580274512_8742645439436202291_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rW9fhKsLeB4AX_mzLd6&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCKKWDoyed5_qsMrNldhuHRIkSBJmmURZHknHzO5Xm1aw&oe=65EAA04E	person_profile	0	beneio.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382310194_1369194257332672_4882828289516460410_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LTNpYceYZ-cAX9TAehe&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfAwUhLB7DB_wR5T8MTKujQ9I3SieprWuuS9GvJDQhWIew&oe=65EA5ABB			0	3	💘 Personalized night light for motorcycle riders 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.beneio.com%2FSK160&amp;h=AT0L2ZePQVeE6xsRlzBADAea6GD2uucaUWzomTMLvrgoBzefW2CRZCnCRwu3GOyXLGLWV-j52v5hPfkyon0rNus4KnJDu9GITZcC8hFRIYV1l8gAIpSCJND4phONTqDCfqxbKtPJkKasq9kpxeZLwrMHZyVgDgTY4urUPQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.beneio.com/SK160</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		beneio.com		43	https://facebook.com/100089147975771	0		SHOP_NOW						1695711600		View Edit Delete
435524	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/17/25, 12:03 AM	1709511127	1750136588		234		846763916679557		7.4933431007792E+14		1694847600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858459773160042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1694572025	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377946756_147459078423833_2531912198569912827_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vkZytm4VTSAAX-jcMiR&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBVUCceA-2cVXV3G8gQEpoURXOBhXmmYSBg8OiLSjkb2w&oe=65E9C97D	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376790824_1093607068275325_7418122842471704367_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=uMq2ZOpT3zkAX_-NxR4&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDnzbf2qLkSLLAKevbeo0gXgk2CLBCarWf68Fnc-wnYtg&oe=65EAFC87			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT05z0XfmKNC6A0SEWkLQxw1cuvIDPKs5mB8NWvqjdu2BWOs-2Dtd3max_Q4_it8Vn0es16bmbsXgYICjurnJQRJYvfUWVsB2v5gX9REVaLB04_TBDVh5F8LvkQiCV2PPfL9fZLsrFKEhQ1BTgGBsLAo0pCqMx8ohWb-1w" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1694502000		View Edit Delete
435362	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	7/3/25, 8:33 PM	1709511124	1751592806		234		681576990768968	1	8.3190882893617E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670066570166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom photo text 3D rose night light	Personalized photo text 3D rose night light	https://www.wiieo.com/SK196		1701847256	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406886030_1296406255093698_6268677256098367569_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=OYAwfls0ODwAX-PKW1n&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDiZ7QfyTLm06aKS_gRGjLgquSh3nJ-PZgXQ9Jynqj2CA&oe=65EA4A0F	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408725228_6544335599004303_1937305972567240280_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=22ATGtDA0ZcAX8mRtiZ&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBpk6TCdmQU0B11DZ5QvdI12Gfkeng6t1GbUCu2-ALXzg&oe=65E95630			0	3	💘 Personalized photo text 3D rose night light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK196&amp;h=AT1BZ77sQqXuA2b4Yllzlgwbs1x5CMOPqhSvk__7Bvo3vLsupJqZmk-mZgLf_pQijWCW-zeJab-p1_F3CdavvW-XAjuk31GTVfH_Xdy8pKC-rcY4D8jpmua0Z_JdABPcNkezD7bfgL64agcN-YvFpcj_5us" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK196</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435605	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511130	1723485806		234		339373695078906	1	8.7731100374257E+14		1692514800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23857309451930087		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6195&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692187620	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/365648836_315273860879143_6691273746184502727_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FQEE9YxGNd8AX_qA-GQ&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfBDoZC1iNeWJSjY11LLLJsQTKlAHVXT7ojQ7xfwU02BmQ&oe=65EA69EF	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/365614645_277258181691957_4579345424232083070_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=aUPSsCzEJ_MAX-fJiZv&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfDPASeZpV0j8moXOZi2XMp9J83i5BmycRRCqlEJRQL8Mw&oe=65EA8DC9			0	3	At the airport in Ecraria, Claire Weiss was holding two flight tickets to her home country and staring blankly at them. Her thoughts drifted for a long time. Five years ago, her stepsister Chantelle set her up to sleep with a stranger. For this reason, her fiancé Armand broke up with her, and her father Liam expelled her from the house. These years, Liam treated her like she never existed, not caring whether she was dead or alive. If it weren't for Chantelle and Armand's engagement this time, he probably wouldn't have remembered Claire. While she was unwilling to return, she couldn't win against Liam's threatening phone call. If she were to disobey him, he would inflict harm on her grandmother, the closest family member she had in the world. "Mommy!" Amidst her trance, Claire heard a soft voice. She looked down and saw Ollie, her four-year-old boy, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." The flight went smoothly afterward. When Claire exited the airport, she saw Chantelle and Armand. Chantelle was holding Armand's hand, leaning against his shoulder sweetly. Meanwhile, the disgusting couple saw Ollie, "Who…" "Her son? "Chantelle thought suspiciously. Armand bellowed angrily, "This kid must be the shameful result of her disgraceful act all those years ago!" Claire's expression became sullen, "Who are you calling?" Armand guffawed. He pointed at Ollie and said with a raised voice, "I'm talking about him, duh. Are you deaf?" The next second, Claire slapped him across the face. She couldn't believe this man was the same person she was once deeply in love with. Armand was furious. "Do you really think I won't hit you?" Before he strode forward, however, Ollie ran up and stretched out his arms, "Don't you dare bully my mommy!" Then, Ollie used all his might to push Armand backward, but his strength was so small that the latter didn't move an inch. "What a rude mutt." Armand grabbed the child's arm and wanted to throw him aside. Just then, a tall and sturdy figure got down from the parked car at the roadside. With large strides, the man approached the group of people and reached out to hold Ollie. "My son…" Javier's voice was as cold as ice. "When did I teach you to resort to violence?"		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692342000		View Edit Delete
435594	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511130	1723485801		234		248077638127919	1	2.8662394734707E+14		1692601200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23857330837100087		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6195&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692264490	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/368307537_537155761885148_4331856280470648399_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=PTYHhYP-lrEAX9sBNl1&_nc_oc=AQk7eZgCtc9qeE_Lwp7247SdxpjcrZgpD1oQGSRzvVjqr2cM6sCd0aT6W2fB7SZdN5E&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfAGzb8CiQU80ZGYAVLgbcy0PMQ0OhSPXEepGkWb_4WaMQ&oe=65E971E1	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/368358486_708414311114252_4999245718714899749_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=muoJEAjz1OQAX9eCHyf&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfDJm8FcTHtBuCH70Vg-8GGoYfOHrweu7htSYaHSolPcFA&oe=65E91D56			0	3	At the airport in Ecraria, Claire Weiss was holding two flight tickets to her home country and staring blankly at them. Her thoughts drifted for a long time. Five years ago, her stepsister Chantelle set her up to sleep with a stranger. For this reason, her fiancé Armand broke up with her, and her father Liam expelled her from the house. These years, Liam treated her like she never existed, not caring whether she was dead or alive. If it weren't for Chantelle and Armand's engagement this time, he probably wouldn't have remembered Claire. While she was unwilling to return, she couldn't win against Liam's threatening phone call. If she were to disobey him, he would inflict harm on her grandmother, the closest family member she had in the world. "Mommy!" Amidst her trance, Claire heard a soft voice. She looked down and saw Ollie, her four-year-old boy, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." The flight went smoothly afterward. When Claire exited the airport, she saw Chantelle and Armand. Chantelle was holding Armand's hand, leaning against his shoulder sweetly. Meanwhile, the disgusting couple saw Ollie, "Who…" "Her son? "Chantelle thought suspiciously. Armand bellowed angrily, "This kid must be the shameful result of her disgraceful act all those years ago!" Claire's expression became sullen, "Who are you calling?" Armand guffawed. He pointed at Ollie and said with a raised voice, "I'm talking about him, duh. Are you deaf?" The next second, Claire slapped him across the face. She couldn't believe this man was the same person she was once deeply in love with. Armand was furious. "Do you really think I won't hit you?" Before he strode forward, however, Ollie ran up and stretched out his arms, "Don't you dare bully my mommy!" Then, Ollie used all his might to push Armand backward, but his strength was so small that the latter didn't move an inch. "What a rude mutt." Armand grabbed the child's arm and wanted to throw him aside. Just then, a tall and sturdy figure got down from the parked car at the roadside. With large strides, the man approached the group of people and reached out to hold Ollie. "My son…" Javier's voice was as cold as ice. "When did I teach you to resort to violence?"		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692428400		View Edit Delete
435637	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511131	1723485801		234		243371691412859	1	8.5062801314804E+14		1692342000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23858347950690158		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6600&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692004281	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent.fagc1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/366972334_6693952530662250_1251555854496878765_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=PjyBWSFwA2YAX_EHbR5&_nc_ht=scontent.fagc1-1.fna&oh=00_AfB1In08Mj3iVX9lSkIO7MASPM7GHcSc0eVECUaZ0T8g0Q&oe=65EAD0BC	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent.fagc1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/366646846_1925411831176332_4243960323162784907_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xwLz7Twvcf0AX_OgnWk&_nc_ht=scontent.fagc1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCcVB7zjuRk71pWRyS-QLM8vrzqeM15c71iiVlKCW1sWQ&oe=65E904CF			0	3	“What do you want me to say?” I whispered so that no one could hear if they were eavesdropping. “You've already done it with me. You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692342000		View Edit Delete
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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. 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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. "My girl, don’t you know who Stephen is? He's known to be a ruthless man. Sooner or later, Yvonne will be planted his hands!" It was rumored that Stephen was merciless to the point that he would even sacrifice his own family, let alone a nobody like Yvonne.		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. "My girl, don’t you know who Stephen is? He's known to be a ruthless man. Sooner or later, Yvonne will be planted his hands!" It was rumored that Stephen was merciless to the point that he would even sacrifice his own family, let alone a nobody like Yvonne.		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. "My girl, don’t you know who Stephen is? He's known to be a ruthless man. Sooner or later, Yvonne will be planted his hands!" It was rumored that Stephen was merciless to the point that he would even sacrifice his own family, let alone a nobody like Yvonne.		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. "My girl, don’t you know who Stephen is? He's known to be a ruthless man. Sooner or later, Yvonne will be planted his hands!" It was rumored that Stephen was merciless to the point that he would even sacrifice his own family, let alone a nobody like Yvonne.		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. 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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. 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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. 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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. 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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. 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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. 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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. "My girl, don’t you know who Stephen is? He's known to be a ruthless man. Sooner or later, Yvonne will be planted his hands!" It was rumored that Stephen was merciless to the point that he would even sacrifice his own family, let alone a nobody like Yvonne.		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692169200		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692169200		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692169200		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692169200		View Edit Delete
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435587	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511130	1723485806		234		201317509592673	1	1.3942156344596E+15		1692514800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23857330602190087		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6195&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692263947	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/367433517_628228452746359_2788261410831813038_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=6uyrA16sABUAX_amh_x&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCGXH2S2K_c2entkiploYiygKdv1gg9T3yqXG8jlt79WQ&oe=65E9181D	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/367407454_264079456486198_4099034206765790639_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=0TrDbdEl0XcAX-Z_Pyr&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfB_jBGM6PBZfWFJ4-PUcqq5Y52js87mbVD5HEUvDv7MVw&oe=65EA750B			0	3	At the airport in Ecraria, Claire Weiss was holding two flight tickets to her home country and staring blankly at them. Her thoughts drifted for a long time. Five years ago, her stepsister Chantelle set her up to sleep with a stranger. For this reason, her fiancé Armand broke up with her, and her father Liam expelled her from the house. These years, Liam treated her like she never existed, not caring whether she was dead or alive. If it weren't for Chantelle and Armand's engagement this time, he probably wouldn't have remembered Claire. While she was unwilling to return, she couldn't win against Liam's threatening phone call. If she were to disobey him, he would inflict harm on her grandmother, the closest family member she had in the world. "Mommy!" Amidst her trance, Claire heard a soft voice. She looked down and saw Ollie, her four-year-old boy, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." The flight went smoothly afterward. When Claire exited the airport, she saw Chantelle and Armand. Chantelle was holding Armand's hand, leaning against his shoulder sweetly. Meanwhile, the disgusting couple saw Ollie, "Who…" "Her son? "Chantelle thought suspiciously. Armand bellowed angrily, "This kid must be the shameful result of her disgraceful act all those years ago!" Claire's expression became sullen, "Who are you calling?" Armand guffawed. He pointed at Ollie and said with a raised voice, "I'm talking about him, duh. Are you deaf?" The next second, Claire slapped him across the face. She couldn't believe this man was the same person she was once deeply in love with. Armand was furious. "Do you really think I won't hit you?" Before he strode forward, however, Ollie ran up and stretched out his arms, "Don't you dare bully my mommy!" Then, Ollie used all his might to push Armand backward, but his strength was so small that the latter didn't move an inch. "What a rude mutt." Armand grabbed the child's arm and wanted to throw him aside. Just then, a tall and sturdy figure got down from the parked car at the roadside. With large strides, the man approached the group of people and reached out to hold Ollie. "My son…" Javier's voice was as cold as ice. "When did I teach you to resort to violence?"		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692428400		View Edit Delete
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435591	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511130	1723485806		234		248077638127919	1	2.8662394734707E+14		1692601200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23857330837100087		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6195&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692264490	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/368307537_537155761885148_4331856280470648399_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=PTYHhYP-lrEAX9sBNl1&_nc_oc=AQk7eZgCtc9qeE_Lwp7247SdxpjcrZgpD1oQGSRzvVjqr2cM6sCd0aT6W2fB7SZdN5E&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfAGzb8CiQU80ZGYAVLgbcy0PMQ0OhSPXEepGkWb_4WaMQ&oe=65E971E1	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/368358486_708414311114252_4999245718714899749_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=muoJEAjz1OQAX9eCHyf&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfDJm8FcTHtBuCH70Vg-8GGoYfOHrweu7htSYaHSolPcFA&oe=65E91D56			0	3	At the airport in Ecraria, Claire Weiss was holding two flight tickets to her home country and staring blankly at them. Her thoughts drifted for a long time. Five years ago, her stepsister Chantelle set her up to sleep with a stranger. For this reason, her fiancé Armand broke up with her, and her father Liam expelled her from the house. These years, Liam treated her like she never existed, not caring whether she was dead or alive. If it weren't for Chantelle and Armand's engagement this time, he probably wouldn't have remembered Claire. While she was unwilling to return, she couldn't win against Liam's threatening phone call. If she were to disobey him, he would inflict harm on her grandmother, the closest family member she had in the world. "Mommy!" Amidst her trance, Claire heard a soft voice. She looked down and saw Ollie, her four-year-old boy, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." The flight went smoothly afterward. When Claire exited the airport, she saw Chantelle and Armand. Chantelle was holding Armand's hand, leaning against his shoulder sweetly. Meanwhile, the disgusting couple saw Ollie, "Who…" "Her son? "Chantelle thought suspiciously. Armand bellowed angrily, "This kid must be the shameful result of her disgraceful act all those years ago!" Claire's expression became sullen, "Who are you calling?" Armand guffawed. He pointed at Ollie and said with a raised voice, "I'm talking about him, duh. Are you deaf?" The next second, Claire slapped him across the face. She couldn't believe this man was the same person she was once deeply in love with. Armand was furious. "Do you really think I won't hit you?" Before he strode forward, however, Ollie ran up and stretched out his arms, "Don't you dare bully my mommy!" Then, Ollie used all his might to push Armand backward, but his strength was so small that the latter didn't move an inch. "What a rude mutt." Armand grabbed the child's arm and wanted to throw him aside. Just then, a tall and sturdy figure got down from the parked car at the roadside. With large strides, the man approached the group of people and reached out to hold Ollie. "My son…" Javier's voice was as cold as ice. "When did I teach you to resort to violence?"		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692428400		View Edit Delete
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435609	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511131	1723485806		234		769779291611729	1	1.5524978889113E+15		1692255600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23857256129940087		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6195&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692001098	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/367385785_3403091626577820_7940543183465382867_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=BXEmz4cHonoAX9Yr8zM&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAsfFPEV6buZvqd-bITaa24iKgdLJjUwJ1MTKHw7jWusw&oe=65EADD45	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/367484671_211721578221004_6335124257859255498_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Eoh3rxwiHGEAX9hcEjq&_nc_oc=AQnkrNbUa48fNOhccHsVhpUvnx-IdU5PnYdyA6vtjaZgXGVbNJ9siA1cmTJ4WB9_VpA&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCx0k6pX-w-hTHZ6nA8WvVfYN0LPR1g8Z0fnVqt77ETMg&oe=65EA1FE9			0	3	At the airport in Ecraria, Claire Weiss was holding two flight tickets to her home country and staring blankly at them. Her thoughts drifted for a long time. Five years ago, her stepsister Chantelle set her up to sleep with a stranger. For this reason, her fiancé Armand broke up with her, and her father Liam expelled her from the house. These years, Liam treated her like she never existed, not caring whether she was dead or alive. If it weren't for Chantelle and Armand's engagement this time, he probably wouldn't have remembered Claire. While she was unwilling to return, she couldn't win against Liam's threatening phone call. If she were to disobey him, he would inflict harm on her grandmother, the closest family member she had in the world. "Mommy!" Amidst her trance, Claire heard a soft voice. She looked down and saw Ollie, her four-year-old boy, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." The flight went smoothly afterward. When Claire exited the airport, she saw Chantelle and Armand. Chantelle was holding Armand's hand, leaning against his shoulder sweetly. Meanwhile, the disgusting couple saw Ollie, "Who…" "Her son? "Chantelle thought suspiciously. Armand bellowed angrily, "This kid must be the shameful result of her disgraceful act all those years ago!" Claire's expression became sullen, "Who are you calling?" Armand guffawed. He pointed at Ollie and said with a raised voice, "I'm talking about him, duh. Are you deaf?" The next second, Claire slapped him across the face. She couldn't believe this man was the same person she was once deeply in love with. Armand was furious. "Do you really think I won't hit you?" Before he strode forward, however, Ollie ran up and stretched out his arms, "Don't you dare bully my mommy!" Then, Ollie used all his might to push Armand backward, but his strength was so small that the latter didn't move an inch. "What a rude mutt." Armand grabbed the child's arm and wanted to throw him aside. Just then, a tall and sturdy figure got down from the parked car at the roadside. With large strides, the man approached the group of people and reached out to hold Ollie. "My son…" Javier's voice was as cold as ice. "When did I teach you to resort to violence?"		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692082800		View Edit Delete
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435611	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511131	1723485806		234		830436971925493	1	1.8675204431088E+14		1692601200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23857332042160087		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6195&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692266746	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/368280876_646252754133524_7480020667550130306_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XpawpDja3uIAX_HXf-J&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAqf2jp_inb80m0vSPWK8gJvmKhiHrU8bZmVXpa89x5Kg&oe=65E9EAC5	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/368307883_829637495148310_6663425982966419053_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QHP6XCXMxkMAX-K2INP&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfBWdXlKgLHtZebF0lyndx4Riodi8hLCPBPOMCNPp92ANg&oe=65EA507C			0	3	At the airport in Ecraria, Claire Weiss was holding two flight tickets to her home country and staring blankly at them. Her thoughts drifted for a long time. Five years ago, her stepsister Chantelle set her up to sleep with a stranger. For this reason, her fiancé Armand broke up with her, and her father Liam expelled her from the house. These years, Liam treated her like she never existed, not caring whether she was dead or alive. If it weren't for Chantelle and Armand's engagement this time, he probably wouldn't have remembered Claire. While she was unwilling to return, she couldn't win against Liam's threatening phone call. If she were to disobey him, he would inflict harm on her grandmother, the closest family member she had in the world. "Mommy!" Amidst her trance, Claire heard a soft voice. She looked down and saw Ollie, her four-year-old boy, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." The flight went smoothly afterward. When Claire exited the airport, she saw Chantelle and Armand. Chantelle was holding Armand's hand, leaning against his shoulder sweetly. Meanwhile, the disgusting couple saw Ollie, "Who…" "Her son? "Chantelle thought suspiciously. Armand bellowed angrily, "This kid must be the shameful result of her disgraceful act all those years ago!" Claire's expression became sullen, "Who are you calling?" Armand guffawed. He pointed at Ollie and said with a raised voice, "I'm talking about him, duh. Are you deaf?" The next second, Claire slapped him across the face. She couldn't believe this man was the same person she was once deeply in love with. Armand was furious. "Do you really think I won't hit you?" Before he strode forward, however, Ollie ran up and stretched out his arms, "Don't you dare bully my mommy!" Then, Ollie used all his might to push Armand backward, but his strength was so small that the latter didn't move an inch. "What a rude mutt." Armand grabbed the child's arm and wanted to throw him aside. Just then, a tall and sturdy figure got down from the parked car at the roadside. With large strides, the man approached the group of people and reached out to hold Ollie. "My son…" Javier's voice was as cold as ice. "When did I teach you to resort to violence?"		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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435628	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511131	1723485806		234		954128348987417	1	1.4415682899743E+15		1692342000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23857286421120087		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6195&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692100151	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/366722169_6479793282098818_593051291614794587_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SXaOq7ZxHGEAX-3yAh_&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAjUup8DkqNnDJegcESJoEVsXjulrc-lXAj_MpuWtweqg&oe=65EAAE7D	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/366673046_261663019974659_4834403698578757670_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=35U9mf1xHiMAX9vOWaN&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCSMv0ZFRBqcQz1adyGGFef3mwOMUiKxtElXHrNissWXg&oe=65E9AABE			0	3	At the airport in Ecraria, Claire Weiss was holding two flight tickets to her home country and staring blankly at them. Her thoughts drifted for a long time. Five years ago, her stepsister Chantelle set her up to sleep with a stranger. For this reason, her fiancé Armand broke up with her, and her father Liam expelled her from the house. These years, Liam treated her like she never existed, not caring whether she was dead or alive. If it weren't for Chantelle and Armand's engagement this time, he probably wouldn't have remembered Claire. While she was unwilling to return, she couldn't win against Liam's threatening phone call. If she were to disobey him, he would inflict harm on her grandmother, the closest family member she had in the world. "Mommy!" Amidst her trance, Claire heard a soft voice. She looked down and saw Ollie, her four-year-old boy, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." The flight went smoothly afterward. When Claire exited the airport, she saw Chantelle and Armand. Chantelle was holding Armand's hand, leaning against his shoulder sweetly. Meanwhile, the disgusting couple saw Ollie, "Who…" "Her son? "Chantelle thought suspiciously. Armand bellowed angrily, "This kid must be the shameful result of her disgraceful act all those years ago!" Claire's expression became sullen, "Who are you calling?" Armand guffawed. He pointed at Ollie and said with a raised voice, "I'm talking about him, duh. Are you deaf?" The next second, Claire slapped him across the face. She couldn't believe this man was the same person she was once deeply in love with. Armand was furious. "Do you really think I won't hit you?" Before he strode forward, however, Ollie ran up and stretched out his arms, "Don't you dare bully my mommy!" Then, Ollie used all his might to push Armand backward, but his strength was so small that the latter didn't move an inch. "What a rude mutt." Armand grabbed the child's arm and wanted to throw him aside. Just then, a tall and sturdy figure got down from the parked car at the roadside. With large strides, the man approached the group of people and reached out to hold Ollie. "My son…" Javier's voice was as cold as ice. "When did I teach you to resort to violence?"		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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435630	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511131	1723485806		234		954128348987417	1	1.4415682899743E+15		1692342000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23857286421120087		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6195&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692100151	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/366722169_6479793282098818_593051291614794587_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SXaOq7ZxHGEAX-3yAh_&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAjUup8DkqNnDJegcESJoEVsXjulrc-lXAj_MpuWtweqg&oe=65EAAE7D	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/366673046_261663019974659_4834403698578757670_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=35U9mf1xHiMAX9vOWaN&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCSMv0ZFRBqcQz1adyGGFef3mwOMUiKxtElXHrNissWXg&oe=65E9AABE			0	3	At the airport in Ecraria, Claire Weiss was holding two flight tickets to her home country and staring blankly at them. Her thoughts drifted for a long time. Five years ago, her stepsister Chantelle set her up to sleep with a stranger. For this reason, her fiancé Armand broke up with her, and her father Liam expelled her from the house. These years, Liam treated her like she never existed, not caring whether she was dead or alive. If it weren't for Chantelle and Armand's engagement this time, he probably wouldn't have remembered Claire. While she was unwilling to return, she couldn't win against Liam's threatening phone call. If she were to disobey him, he would inflict harm on her grandmother, the closest family member she had in the world. "Mommy!" Amidst her trance, Claire heard a soft voice. She looked down and saw Ollie, her four-year-old boy, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." The flight went smoothly afterward. When Claire exited the airport, she saw Chantelle and Armand. Chantelle was holding Armand's hand, leaning against his shoulder sweetly. Meanwhile, the disgusting couple saw Ollie, "Who…" "Her son? "Chantelle thought suspiciously. Armand bellowed angrily, "This kid must be the shameful result of her disgraceful act all those years ago!" Claire's expression became sullen, "Who are you calling?" Armand guffawed. He pointed at Ollie and said with a raised voice, "I'm talking about him, duh. Are you deaf?" The next second, Claire slapped him across the face. She couldn't believe this man was the same person she was once deeply in love with. Armand was furious. "Do you really think I won't hit you?" Before he strode forward, however, Ollie ran up and stretched out his arms, "Don't you dare bully my mommy!" Then, Ollie used all his might to push Armand backward, but his strength was so small that the latter didn't move an inch. "What a rude mutt." Armand grabbed the child's arm and wanted to throw him aside. Just then, a tall and sturdy figure got down from the parked car at the roadside. With large strides, the man approached the group of people and reached out to hold Ollie. "My son…" Javier's voice was as cold as ice. "When did I teach you to resort to violence?"		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
435626	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511131	1723485806		234		954128348987417	1	1.4415682899743E+15		1692342000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23857286421120087		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6195&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692100151	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/366722169_6479793282098818_593051291614794587_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SXaOq7ZxHGEAX-3yAh_&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAjUup8DkqNnDJegcESJoEVsXjulrc-lXAj_MpuWtweqg&oe=65EAAE7D	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/366673046_261663019974659_4834403698578757670_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=35U9mf1xHiMAX9vOWaN&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCSMv0ZFRBqcQz1adyGGFef3mwOMUiKxtElXHrNissWXg&oe=65E9AABE			0	3	At the airport in Ecraria, Claire Weiss was holding two flight tickets to her home country and staring blankly at them. Her thoughts drifted for a long time. Five years ago, her stepsister Chantelle set her up to sleep with a stranger. For this reason, her fiancé Armand broke up with her, and her father Liam expelled her from the house. These years, Liam treated her like she never existed, not caring whether she was dead or alive. If it weren't for Chantelle and Armand's engagement this time, he probably wouldn't have remembered Claire. While she was unwilling to return, she couldn't win against Liam's threatening phone call. If she were to disobey him, he would inflict harm on her grandmother, the closest family member she had in the world. "Mommy!" Amidst her trance, Claire heard a soft voice. She looked down and saw Ollie, her four-year-old boy, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." The flight went smoothly afterward. When Claire exited the airport, she saw Chantelle and Armand. Chantelle was holding Armand's hand, leaning against his shoulder sweetly. Meanwhile, the disgusting couple saw Ollie, "Who…" "Her son? "Chantelle thought suspiciously. Armand bellowed angrily, "This kid must be the shameful result of her disgraceful act all those years ago!" Claire's expression became sullen, "Who are you calling?" Armand guffawed. He pointed at Ollie and said with a raised voice, "I'm talking about him, duh. Are you deaf?" The next second, Claire slapped him across the face. She couldn't believe this man was the same person she was once deeply in love with. Armand was furious. "Do you really think I won't hit you?" Before he strode forward, however, Ollie ran up and stretched out his arms, "Don't you dare bully my mommy!" Then, Ollie used all his might to push Armand backward, but his strength was so small that the latter didn't move an inch. "What a rude mutt." Armand grabbed the child's arm and wanted to throw him aside. Just then, a tall and sturdy figure got down from the parked car at the roadside. With large strides, the man approached the group of people and reached out to hold Ollie. "My son…" Javier's voice was as cold as ice. "When did I teach you to resort to violence?"		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
435634	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511131	1723485807		234		1155256809198433	1	3.4227463513134E+15		1692601200	person_profile		taken-down	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23857331987760087		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6195&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692266638	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/368278065_304150755616375_2366525099040875402_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yB-6p1-jZEgAX_cZR-a&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCEpYyyVLK31ye8hN_BrwG1UPjMr2jpF61VAA5-Aor_lg&oe=65E94BB8	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/368251128_1609268196229598_2421578881051052789_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mLb227xFOLEAX_mg2Pa&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAfQJmTu-t_5g2UOqggHg8W3iPBHIM0qj2eVRJuPRxw_A&oe=65EAA498			0	3	At the airport in Ecraria, Claire Weiss was holding two flight tickets to her home country and staring blankly at them. Her thoughts drifted for a long time. Five years ago, her stepsister Chantelle set her up to sleep with a stranger. For this reason, her fiancé Armand broke up with her, and her father Liam expelled her from the house. These years, Liam treated her like she never existed, not caring whether she was dead or alive. If it weren't for Chantelle and Armand's engagement this time, he probably wouldn't have remembered Claire. While she was unwilling to return, she couldn't win against Liam's threatening phone call. If she were to disobey him, he would inflict harm on her grandmother, the closest family member she had in the world. "Mommy!" Amidst her trance, Claire heard a soft voice. She looked down and saw Ollie, her four-year-old boy, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." The flight went smoothly afterward. When Claire exited the airport, she saw Chantelle and Armand. Chantelle was holding Armand's hand, leaning against his shoulder sweetly. Meanwhile, the disgusting couple saw Ollie, "Who…" "Her son? "Chantelle thought suspiciously. Armand bellowed angrily, "This kid must be the shameful result of her disgraceful act all those years ago!" Claire's expression became sullen, "Who are you calling?" Armand guffawed. He pointed at Ollie and said with a raised voice, "I'm talking about him, duh. Are you deaf?" The next second, Claire slapped him across the face. She couldn't believe this man was the same person she was once deeply in love with. Armand was furious. "Do you really think I won't hit you?" Before he strode forward, however, Ollie ran up and stretched out his arms, "Don't you dare bully my mommy!" Then, Ollie used all his might to push Armand backward, but his strength was so small that the latter didn't move an inch. "What a rude mutt." Armand grabbed the child's arm and wanted to throw him aside. Just then, a tall and sturdy figure got down from the parked car at the roadside. With large strides, the man approached the group of people and reached out to hold Ollie. "My son…" Javier's voice was as cold as ice. "When did I teach you to resort to violence?"		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
435631	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511131	1723485807		234		1155256809198433	1	3.4227463513134E+15		1692601200	person_profile		taken-down	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23857331987760087		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6195&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692266638	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/368278065_304150755616375_2366525099040875402_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yB-6p1-jZEgAX_cZR-a&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCEpYyyVLK31ye8hN_BrwG1UPjMr2jpF61VAA5-Aor_lg&oe=65E94BB8	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/368251128_1609268196229598_2421578881051052789_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mLb227xFOLEAX_mg2Pa&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAfQJmTu-t_5g2UOqggHg8W3iPBHIM0qj2eVRJuPRxw_A&oe=65EAA498			0	3	At the airport in Ecraria, Claire Weiss was holding two flight tickets to her home country and staring blankly at them. Her thoughts drifted for a long time. Five years ago, her stepsister Chantelle set her up to sleep with a stranger. For this reason, her fiancé Armand broke up with her, and her father Liam expelled her from the house. These years, Liam treated her like she never existed, not caring whether she was dead or alive. If it weren't for Chantelle and Armand's engagement this time, he probably wouldn't have remembered Claire. While she was unwilling to return, she couldn't win against Liam's threatening phone call. If she were to disobey him, he would inflict harm on her grandmother, the closest family member she had in the world. "Mommy!" Amidst her trance, Claire heard a soft voice. She looked down and saw Ollie, her four-year-old boy, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." The flight went smoothly afterward. When Claire exited the airport, she saw Chantelle and Armand. Chantelle was holding Armand's hand, leaning against his shoulder sweetly. Meanwhile, the disgusting couple saw Ollie, "Who…" "Her son? "Chantelle thought suspiciously. Armand bellowed angrily, "This kid must be the shameful result of her disgraceful act all those years ago!" Claire's expression became sullen, "Who are you calling?" Armand guffawed. He pointed at Ollie and said with a raised voice, "I'm talking about him, duh. Are you deaf?" The next second, Claire slapped him across the face. She couldn't believe this man was the same person she was once deeply in love with. Armand was furious. "Do you really think I won't hit you?" Before he strode forward, however, Ollie ran up and stretched out his arms, "Don't you dare bully my mommy!" Then, Ollie used all his might to push Armand backward, but his strength was so small that the latter didn't move an inch. "What a rude mutt." Armand grabbed the child's arm and wanted to throw him aside. Just then, a tall and sturdy figure got down from the parked car at the roadside. With large strides, the man approached the group of people and reached out to hold Ollie. "My son…" Javier's voice was as cold as ice. "When did I teach you to resort to violence?"		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
435633	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511131	1723485807		234		1155256809198433	1	3.4227463513134E+15		1692601200	person_profile		taken-down	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23857331987760087		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6195&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692266638	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/368278065_304150755616375_2366525099040875402_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yB-6p1-jZEgAX_cZR-a&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCEpYyyVLK31ye8hN_BrwG1UPjMr2jpF61VAA5-Aor_lg&oe=65E94BB8	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/368251128_1609268196229598_2421578881051052789_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mLb227xFOLEAX_mg2Pa&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAfQJmTu-t_5g2UOqggHg8W3iPBHIM0qj2eVRJuPRxw_A&oe=65EAA498			0	3	At the airport in Ecraria, Claire Weiss was holding two flight tickets to her home country and staring blankly at them. Her thoughts drifted for a long time. Five years ago, her stepsister Chantelle set her up to sleep with a stranger. For this reason, her fiancé Armand broke up with her, and her father Liam expelled her from the house. These years, Liam treated her like she never existed, not caring whether she was dead or alive. If it weren't for Chantelle and Armand's engagement this time, he probably wouldn't have remembered Claire. While she was unwilling to return, she couldn't win against Liam's threatening phone call. If she were to disobey him, he would inflict harm on her grandmother, the closest family member she had in the world. "Mommy!" Amidst her trance, Claire heard a soft voice. She looked down and saw Ollie, her four-year-old boy, "Stop daydreaming. The plane is about to take off." The flight went smoothly afterward. When Claire exited the airport, she saw Chantelle and Armand. Chantelle was holding Armand's hand, leaning against his shoulder sweetly. Meanwhile, the disgusting couple saw Ollie, "Who…" "Her son? "Chantelle thought suspiciously. Armand bellowed angrily, "This kid must be the shameful result of her disgraceful act all those years ago!" Claire's expression became sullen, "Who are you calling?" Armand guffawed. He pointed at Ollie and said with a raised voice, "I'm talking about him, duh. Are you deaf?" The next second, Claire slapped him across the face. She couldn't believe this man was the same person she was once deeply in love with. Armand was furious. "Do you really think I won't hit you?" Before he strode forward, however, Ollie ran up and stretched out his arms, "Don't you dare bully my mommy!" Then, Ollie used all his might to push Armand backward, but his strength was so small that the latter didn't move an inch. "What a rude mutt." Armand grabbed the child's arm and wanted to throw him aside. Just then, a tall and sturdy figure got down from the parked car at the roadside. With large strides, the man approached the group of people and reached out to hold Ollie. "My son…" Javier's voice was as cold as ice. "When did I teach you to resort to violence?"		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
435641	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511131	1723485807		234		243371691412859	1	8.5062801314804E+14		1692342000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	118791737889310		0	Listen to books			23858347950690158		hevbnc.com	Learn More		NONE	dco	❤️😍 click to read on 👉		https://hevbnc.com/market/goodfm/11?lpid=6600&utm_campaign={{campaign.name}}&utm_content={{campaign.id}}&adset_name={{adset.name}}&adset_id={{adset.id}}&ad_id={{ad.id}}&ad_name={{ad.name}}		1692004281	1.1879173788931E+14	Listen to books	https://scontent.fagc1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/366972334_6693952530662250_1251555854496878765_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=PjyBWSFwA2YAX_EHbR5&_nc_ht=scontent.fagc1-1.fna&oh=00_AfB1In08Mj3iVX9lSkIO7MASPM7GHcSc0eVECUaZ0T8g0Q&oe=65EAD0BC	person_profile	0	Listen to books	https://scontent.fagc1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/366646846_1925411831176332_4243960323162784907_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xwLz7Twvcf0AX_OgnWk&_nc_ht=scontent.fagc1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCcVB7zjuRk71pWRyS-QLM8vrzqeM15c71iiVlKCW1sWQ&oe=65E904CF			0	3	“What do you want me to say?” I whispered so that no one could hear if they were eavesdropping. “You've already done it with me. You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692255600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692342000		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692342000		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692342000		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692342000		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692428400		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692342000		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692428400		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692169200		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692169200		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692169200		View Edit Delete
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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. 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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. "My girl, don’t you know who Stephen is? He's known to be a ruthless man. Sooner or later, Yvonne will be planted his hands!" It was rumored that Stephen was merciless to the point that he would even sacrifice his own family, let alone a nobody like Yvonne.		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692514800		View Edit Delete
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Yvonne Miller sat at the dressing table in her wedding gown. She carefully hid the terrible scar on her left cheek with her bridal veil. That looked much better. Today was supposed to be her big day as she was marrying into the Anderson family. However, the voices outside her door were getting on her nerves. "Mother, will the Anderson family really accept a country girl like her into their family?" "What else can we do? Would you rather marry that blind man?" Kayla Jones frowned and pouted as she looked at her mother, Monica Langley. "No way! A blind man like Stephen is useless to me! I won't ruin my future by marrying him!" Stephen Anderson was not only blind; he was also sickly and needed to take countless medications every day. With his condition, there was no telling how much longer he'd live. Kayla didn't want to be a widow at such a young age. Before Monica could reply, the door opened. Yvonne emerged from her room, giving them a cold glance as she walked past. Although Yvonne’s face was covered by a veil, the frosty look in her eyes sent chills running down Monica's and Kayla’s spines. Yvonne stalked right up to Thomas. "You'd better keep your promise to me," Yvonne muttered as she walked past him and went down the stairs without looking back. Although the villa was named Miller Villa, no one with the last name Miller had lived here for the past ten years. When Yvonne was eight years old, both her mother and grandfather passed away, leaving Yvonne as the Miller family's lone heir. Her father, Thomas Jones, was only a son-in-law who'd married into the family. He'd taken advantage of the Miller family’s wealth before marrying Monica. They had two daughters, Katie and Kayla Jones. For two years after that, Yvonne suffered constant humiliation and torture. Although she was the only daughter of the Miller family, she was treated worse than an animal. To make matters worse, her stepsister, Kayla Jones, had marred her face with a scar. When that incident occurred, Monica concocted a lie to protect Kayla, putting all the blame on Yvonne instead. In a fit of rage, Thomas banished Yvonne to the countryside. For many years, no one cared about her. It wasn't until Kayla was forced to marry Stephen thanks to Thomas owing the Anderson family a large sum of money that they finally remembered Yvonne’s existence. "Get in the car. We don't want to be late," the driver urged impatiently, pulling Yvonne out of her reverie. Yvonne stared at Miller Villa, her lips curving in a mocking smile. One day, she would make them regret the decision they made today. She silently vowed to reclaim everything that belonged to the Miller family. Two hours later, Yvonne arrived at Anderson Mansion, but there was no sign of any preparation for the wedding ceremony. Yvonne followed a maid up to the second floor where they stopped outside a door at the end of the corridor. "Get out!" A roar came from inside the room, startling both Yvonne and the maid. The maid tried to remain calm as she said, "You can go in by yourself." In a blink of an eye, Yvonne found herself alone at the door. Before she'd returned to Northerna City, Yvonne had investigated the Anderson family. Philip Anderson had three sons—Charles, William, and Harry. Stephen was the eldest son of Charles Anderson and Diane Robinson; however, he was the second-eldest among his cousins. Soon after he was born, Stephen's mother passed away, and Charles married a famous actress, Camille Sharpe. In terms of family background, talent, and ability, Stephen blew his peers out of the water. At a young age, he was entrusted with the management of Anderson Group. Alas, he had gone blind due to an accident. If not for his disability, Stephen would've been the most distinguished and revered person in Northerna City, rather than the outcast that everyone shunned. Although their childhood experiences were similar, Stephen was still luckier than her. Yvonne took a deep breath and slowly turned the doorknob in her hand. As soon as the door opened, a vase came flying toward her. Without hesitation, Yvonne dodged, and the flying vase smashed into a thousand tiny pieces behind her. Phew, that was close. The vase had been aimed directly at her face! Was he attempting to blame his own wife? The lights were switched off, and the room was in total darkness. Yvonne could barely make out a blurry figure in the distance. Without thinking twice, she reached out and turned on the light. As the lights came on, Yvonne finally saw her groom for the first time. The man stood more than six feet tall. He had defined features and impeccable bone structure. His jawline was sharp and perfectly contoured. This guy was drop-dead gorgeous! His only flaw was his eyes that were dull and had no shine at all. His pitch-black pupils were like an abyss. Yvonne started to feel a bit sorry for the man, but his next words quickly extinguished her pity. "Marrying a blind man for money—don't you think you're downright despicable?" Chapter 2 When she heard Stephen’s words, Yvonne smirked. "Throwing shade on yourself to mock me, huh? You’re quite ruthless yourself." "You..." Stephen frowned. "Thomas sold you off to pay his debt. Why aren’t you resentful? You even seem to be happy about it. How dumb can you be?" "I heard he owed your family 100 million dollars. I never thought I'd be worth that much myself." Yvonne tiptoed around the mess Stephen had made and smiled at him sweetly. "If I understand what you mean—I’m just a commodity to be sold. Since you wish to return me, you should look for the man who agreed to the deal in the first place. Why are you venting your anger on me?" "You..." Stephen struggled to think of a retort. He could already imagine the smug look on the woman's face. While he was at a loss for words, Yvonne took the opportunity to discuss the matter at hand. "Actually, I'm not Kayla Jones. My name's Yvonne Miller. I'm the daughter Thomas had with his first wife and the heiress of the Miller family. You won't lose out by marrying me. However, I have to warn you that my appearance is far behind your expectations." Taking a breath, Yvonne piped up cheerfully, "But that’s not important anyway! Since I’m not pretty and you're blind, we’re a perfect match. Let’s make the best of things and register our marriage tomorrow." Stephen’s head was spinning because of Yvonne’s constant chattering. He couldn’t believe how shameless this woman was. Seeing that she wasn’t going to budge, Stephen jumped into action. He grabbed Yvonne’s arm and dragged her out, almost tripping on the items he'd thrown on the floor. "I'm telling you the truth. Why won’t you consider it?" Yvonne pleaded. "Shut up!" Stephen roared in anger. "Even though I’m blind, I won’t let a woman dictate my life!" "I'm not trying to dictate your life; I just…" Before Stephen could throw her out, Yvonne found her footing and resisted him. "Stephen, I'm not leaving this room tonight!" "You don't have a choice!" Stephen tried to evict her by force, but Yvonne whirled around and tried to fight back. Unexpectedly, Stephen managed to stop the attack by grabbing her wrist accurately. Having been blind for years, his other senses were heightened, and he'd already learned to gauge his opponent's position and direction of attack by listening to the sound of air movements. Stephen furrowed his brows. "Where did you learn how to fight?" "I don't know what you're talking about." Yvonne played dumb. "I just want to stay here. If you drive me away, I can only go back to the countryside. Besides, Thomas would come after me." "Don’t lie to me." Stephen pinched Yvonne's cheek, his hollow eyes sharp and intimidating. "What's your motive for marrying me?" Yvonne felt a little guilty. "Let go of me." "Answer me first!" Stephen insisted. "You're a grown man, aren’t you? Why are you so difficult to deal with?" As Yvonne struggled, Stephen's fingertips brushed against the scar on her face. His keen sense of touch noted the strange sensation. Subconsciously, he grazed his fingers carefully across her cheek and confirmed that it was a scar, but the texture was unusual. "Your scar…" It was fake. Before Stephen could say those three words, he felt a dull ache at the back of his neck. His vision went black, and he fell into Yvonne's arms. Yvonne tried to hold him up, feeling annoyed. Why did he have to run his hands over her face? She used all her strength to drag Stephen onto the bed and collapsed beside him, panting. After catching her breath, she turned to look at him. She had to admit that he was physically very attractive. It was a pity he was blind—and an unreasonable blind man at that. Come to think of it, it wasn’t out of the ordinary for Stephen to have a short temper. Judging from the situation and his behavior tonight, Stephen had probably lost his status and power overnight after becoming blind. He was now an outcast of the Anderson family that no one cared about. The feeling of being abandoned and looked down upon was all too familiar to Yvonne. Her curiosity was piqued, and she reached out to check Stephen's pulse. After a moment, Yvonne frowned thoughtfully. There really was something strange about his blindness. Since she'd hoped to rely on Stephen to help regain her family’s wealth, she couldn’t let anything untoward happen to him. Just as she made up her mind, Yvonne caught sight of a flickering red light in the upper left corner of the ceiling. There were surveillance cameras installed in Stephen’s bedroom. What underhanded tricks were these elite families capable of? Chapter 3 The next day, Stephen was awakened by a commotion outside. Frowning, he opened his eyes. As expected, he still couldn’t see anything. He shld have stopped hoping for a miracle anyway. Stephen made his way out of bed. The soreness in the back of his neck reminded him that last night wasn't a dream. He gritted his teeth in anger. How dare that woman lay her hands on him? She was looking for trouble! "The Jones family really had the nerve to send such an inappropriate woman to deceive our family. They must've thought that I’m an old lady with one foot in the grave! Send this woman back to where she belongs at once. Tell the Jones that if they don't pay back the money by today, I'll come after them!" Stephen could hear every word coming from the courtyard clearly as the glass door to his balcony was open. It seemed his grandmother, Elizabeth Anderson, had discovered that the Jones family sent an inferior substitute to be Stephen’s wife. Since becoming blind, Stephen had lost all interest in other people and events in the outside world. But strangely, he felt an unexpected desire to witness the humiliation and ridicule the shameless woman would face. Stephen got up and confidently made his way to the balcony, as he was familiar with the layout of his room. When he got there, he heard the woman pleading for mercy. "Madam Elizabeth, please don’t send me back! My stepmother will make me vanish on the earth!" Yvonne grabbed onto Elizabeth’s leg, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Don't try to fool me with your acting! Look at yourself in the mirror and see what a monster you are! You don’t even deserve to step on our property!" Elizabeth gave Yvonne a kick. She'd been utterly shocked when Yvonne appeared this morning and greeted her. When Yvonne started crying, she looked even more horrifying. The intersecting scars on her left cheek looked like centipedes crawling on her skin! Yvonne fell to the ground and wiped her tears. "Madam Elizabeth, as long as you spare my family and I, I'm willing to work like a slave for the Anderson family. I'll never dream of becoming the mistress of the family! I didn't want to help them deceive you, but I had no choice. If I didn't obey their wishes, I would've been horribly tortured! I’m truly innocent!" She cried and sobbed uncontrollably. Stephen’s temples throbbed as he listened in on the conversation. Was this the same woman from last night? He distinctly remembered her as a cheeky and reckless woman. There had been no sign that she was forced into this marriage. Soon, he realized that Yvonne was merely putting on an act. Although her words made it sound like she was on Thomas' side, she was actually shifting the blame to him! "Furthermore, Stephen and I already..." Yvonne buried her face in her hands, as if she were overwhelmed with sorrow. "If you send me back now, what am I to do? My whole life will be ruined!" Everyone present was shocked. Stephen clenched his fists. Everything that came out of this woman's mouth was a lie! Elizabeth was also taken aback by her declaration. It was true. The maids had informed her that Yvonne had stayed in Stephen’s room all night. Since Stephen lost his sight, Elizabeth had been extremely worried about his marriage prospects, hoping that he would at least have a child to continue the bloodline. However, every single woman she brought to Stephen was thrown out of the room without exception. Only this horrid woman had managed to stay the night. Elizabeth furrowed her brows. Did her grandson’s taste in women change after he lost his sight? At this moment, Charles’ second wife, Camille, approached her and said, "Mother, I think this miserable child looks pitiful. Why don't we keep her for a few days?" "No! This matter cannot be left as it is!" Elizabeth immediately rejected the suggestion. "Of course, we can't let Thomas off the hook. We still have to settle things with him." Camille stared at Yvonne and lowered her voice even further as she said, "Maybe she really knows how to take care of Stephen?" Elizabeth wasn’t fond of the idea. She glared at Yvonne as if she wanted to swallow her whole. Yvonne cowered in a corner, trembling like a leaf. "Since she was brought here to be my wife, I'll handle her myself." Stephen’s icy voice drifted from the balcony, interrupting the commotion. Everyone looked up, but Stephen had already turned around and walked back into his room. Elizabeth relented when she heard Stephen’s decision. She waved her hand for the maids to take Yvonne back to Stephen's room. Then she turned to Camille and ordered, "Find out everything about that horrid creature's background." Chapter 4 Returning to Stephen’s room, Yvonne walked straight toward him. There was no hint of pain or sadness on her face. "Thank you for speaking up for me, Stephen," she said. Before Yvonne could react, Stephen pinned her against the wall. Yvonne didn't resist and stared at him with interest. "Have you made up your mind? When can we register our marriage?" Stephen asked sternly, "What do you want?" He was highly guarded and wary of anyone who tried to force their way into his world. Furthermore, Stephen’s gut told him that Yvonne was no simple woman. "If you don't tell me the truth, I can make you disappear from this world without a trace," he threatened. Yvonne knew that she was playing with fire, but she showed no sign of fear. She reached out and touched Stephen’s eyes. "Would you be interested if I told you that I could restore your sight as long as you promised to marry me?" Stephen grabbed Yvonne's hand and asked, "Do you know what happens to those who lie to me?" "If you don’t believe me, give me seven days to prove it to you. During this time, go along with my treatment. After seven days, you can make your decision based on the results. If there's no improvement, you won't need to kick me out. I'll leave on my own," Yvonne said indifferently. Although her thoughtless words sounded reckless, Stephen couldn’t help but want to trust this woman. He considered her proposal for a moment before letting go of her hand. "Give me a reason to believe you." "No problem. I can administer acupuncture on you right now, and you can decide after trying it." Hearing the patter of her footsteps as she walked away and came back, Stephen hesitated for a moment before finally relenting and sitting on a chair. Yvonne smirked when she saw how tense Stephen looked. His whole body was on high alert and ready to spring at any sign of danger. If she made a slight mistake, he might even put her in danger. Last night, after checking his pulse, Yvonne had already decided on a treatment plan and mapped out the acupuncture points in her mind. She placed the acupuncture needles deftly with just the right amount of pressure. Stephen didn't feel any pain. Instead, he felt an inexplicable sense of relaxation wash over him, as if his tensed nerves and muscles had finally loosened up. Regardless of whether it did anything for his blindness, she was obviously quite skilled at acupuncture just based on her technique. As Stephen relaxed his clenched fists, his intimidating demeanor dissipated a little. When Yvonne removed the last needle, Stephen grabbed her wrist and pulled her toward him. "Where did you learn acupuncture?" "When I was a child, I learned it from an old doctor," Yvonne replied simply. Stephen didn't press her further. "Good, I'll give you seven days," Stephen said. "Right." Yvonne smiled confidently. "If I succeed, you'll have to marry me. How about that?" "Why do you want to marry me?" Stephen furrowed his brows. "As part of the deal, you have to give me something in return. At any rate, I won’t cause you any harm." Yvonne stared at Stephen's face. "With a handsome husband like you, I’m getting the long end of the stick." Stephen remained silent. Over the years, he'd tried numerous methods to regain his sight, but most of them had failed. Now that there was a glimmer of hope, he wasn’t going to let it slip by. When she saw that Stephen wasn’t speaking, Yvonne withdrew her hand and said cheekily, "From now on, I'll have to rely on you to protect me." Stephen grunted in displeasure as he got up and walked away. He could wait for seven days; it was nothing to him. However, if this woman dared to joke about his condition, he would definitely make her regret it. Staring at his back, Yvonne's smile faded. The truth was that she needed a marriage certificate to fulfill the condition on her grandfather’s secret will. She would only be able to inherit Miller Jewels, the Miller family’s jewelry business, once she was married. If it weren’t for that, she wouldn’t have gone to such lengths. Upon further reflection, she realized that it would be better to marry Stephen and become a member of the Anderson family instead of marrying just any man. After all, she still needed someone influential to rely on in Northerna City. She had nothing to lose from this deal. Chapter 5 In less than three days, Elizabeth had collected all the available information on Yvonne. Despite the minuscule amount of data, she was infuriated. "The Jones family really didn't take us seriously! That woman isn't merely ill-looking; she didn’t even graduate from high school! She's just an uneducated country girl!" This time, Camille was speechless as well. Yvonne’s background and appearance were truly an insult to the Anderson family’s reputation. Elizabeth slammed the table. "Let’s go right now! Get a few strong men and take that horrid woman with us! We're going to Miller Villa!" Meanwhile, the Jones family at Miller Villa was unaware of the storm that was about to hit. "Thomas, don’t you think that I gave you a good idea? I told you that the Anderson family's blind son wasn’t in a position to pick and choose. No matter who we send to them, they'll accept her willingly." Monica was quite pleased with herself. "I even managed to keep Kayla safe. With her sharp mind and beauty, she'll definitely marry into a good family and support us." Thomas gave her the side-eye but didn't comment. He'd been feeling restless for the past few days. Deep down, he felt that this matter wasn't going to be resolved easily. However, there was still no news from the Anderson family. Could it be that, as Monica said, the Anderson family was willing to swallow this bitter pill? Just as Thomas was starting to feel relieved, it was abruptly shattered by an unexpected guest. Seconds after the housekeeper reported their arrival, Elizabeth and her entourage barged into the living room. She was utterly furious. "Thomas, you’d better give me a good explanation!" Thomas spotted Yvonne being held hostage by the bodyguards, and a chill ran down his spine. He went forward in a hurry. "Old Mrs. Anderson, what’s the meaning of this? Can't we talk this out?" "I have nothing to talk to you about!" Elizabeth waved her hand, and the bodyguards immediately pushed Yvonne forward. Staggering, Yvonne deliberately stumbled on the ground in front of Thomas. She covered her face with her hands, and her shoulders shook as if she were sobbing, but no one could see the suppressed smirk playing on her lips. She'd been looking forward to this for ages! "Thomas, you're really something. Just look at the kind of woman you sent to our family! Are you deliberately trying to insult me?" Elizabeth’s expression was livid. "That’s more than enough. Either you return the betrothal gifts or hand over Kayla to us! Otherwise, I will tear this place down!" Seeing the situation getting out of hand, Monica stepped forward as well. "Old Mrs. Anderson, did Yvonne do anything to offend you? She's still young..." "Bah!" In her anger, Elizabeth couldn’t care less about etiquette. "Don't you dare push the blame onto her. It's obviously you two who deliberately cooked up this plan to mess with my family! Do you really think that I’m a confused old lady who can't tell right from wrong?" "This..." Monica choked on her own saliva and turned to Thomas for help. They couldn't let Elizabeth take Kayla away. Thomas looked hesitant, still clueless about what to say. Elizabeth lost her patience and ordered the bodyguards harshly, "Go, bring Kayla to me!" In no time, two bodyguards brought Kayla to the living room. Kayla was struggling and screamed, "I would rather die than marry that blind man!" Elizabeth gave her a loud slap on the cheek that made Kayla’s head spin. "Who do you think you are? Since your father accepted our betrothal gifts, you now belong to the Anderson family! It seems that your parents failed to bring you up well, so I'll make sure you learn some discipline!" Elizabeth said, shaking with anger. "Even if Stephen's blind, you have no right to complain. With your dismal background, you should be grateful for this golden opportunity to be part of my family!" "Old Mrs. Anderson, let’s be frank now that things have come to this point of no return," Monica sneered sarcastically. "A blind man like Stephen is finally married, and to the only heiress of the Miller family too. They suit each other perfectly. Do you think you're in any position to complain?" Chapter 6 "Monica!" Thomas tried to stop her in dismay. "Very well!" Elizabeth laughed mockingly, clapping her hands. "I can finally see why your daughter's such a spoiled brat. Like mother, like daughter." Elizabeth had been doubtful when Yvonne tearfully told her what had actually happened a few days ago. Yet she was fully convinced now. Monica was not only materialistic but also a cruel and despicable woman. "Men, hold this woman down and slap her so that she knows her place!" Elizabeth ordered, and two bodyguards rushed forward. One held Monica down while the other slapped her ruthlessly. Monica’s screams and the sound of the slaps echoed in the living room while Kayla cried and begged them to stop. Yvonne was secretly enjoying the satisfaction. It was a shame that she couldn’t personally lend a hand in beating Monica up. At this moment, a sedan entered the courtyard. The license plate seemed very familiar to the bodyguards stationed outside. A man stepped out of the car. When the bodyguards saw who it was, they were stunned before quickly running into the living room to report his arrival. "Madam, Mr. Anderson is here." Elizabeth was shocked as she looked at the door incredulously. "Stephen's here?" Stephen hadn't set foot outside since he lost his eyesight. He wouldn't listen to anyone's advice to leave the mansion. Why did he come to Miller Villa today? It was unbelievable! Elizabeth felt like she was in a dream as she watched Stephen walk through the door with a cane in his hand. Everyone in the living room fell silent at Stephen's arrival. They stared at him with widened eyes, afraid to even breathe too loudly. Stephen broke the silence. "Grandma, why did you bring my wife back to her parents' home without telling me?" His question took everyone by surprise. What did he mean? With his dull eyes, Stephen turned left and right, seemingly searching for someone. "Where's Yvonne?" Reading the situation quickly, Yvonne stepped forward and headed straight for Stephen. "Stephen, why did you leave the mansion?" "I woke up from my nap and couldn't find you. When I asked the maids, they told me that you'd gone out with Grandma." Stephen reached out his hand, and Yvonne understood immediately, wrapping her hand around his. The two looked like a newlywed couple, completely enamored with each other. However, the scene was a little too much to take in at first sight for outsiders. They both are inormal... No matter how affectionate they were, it was a strange picture to behold. "Grandma, I’ve brought some gifts for my father- and mother-in-law. Can you help me arrange it?" As Stephen was blind, he had no idea of the chaos that had erupted in the living room just now. His only thought was to take Yvonne home as soon as possible. Yvonne could feel the cold sweat on Stephen’s hand and noticed his anxiety. She turned to Elizabeth and begged, "Grandma, can I go home with Stephen first?" Elizabeth furrowed her brows as she stared at Yvonne. She wasn't pleased with this hideous granddaughter-in-law of hers. However, Stephen had finally left the mansion and appeared in public because of her. In addition, Elizabeth felt somewhat calmer now. The situation had gotten so out of hand that the embarrassment was getting too much to bear. After much hesitation, she waved her hand in resignation and said, "Forget it. You two go back first; I'll handle the rest." Yvonne gave Stephen a helping hand as they walked out, but she came to a halt all of a sudden, as if she remembered something. She turned to Thomas and said in a beseeching tone, "Father, when will you give me my dowry?" It was an item Thomas had promised to return to her after she got married. With Elizabeth around, he couldn’t go back on his word. Hearing this, Thomas' face twisted in anger, but he could only grit his teeth and respond, "Alright, I'll go get it now." Monica knew exactly what Yvonne wanted. Her furious gaze bore into Yvonne, giving her a death stare. That horrible woman deliberately came here to provoke her! Chapter 7 Thomas went to his study and returned with a box made out of redwood. He handed it over to Yvonne. Yvonne smiled and obediently said, "Thank you, Father." Thomas gritted his teeth. "No need to thank me. Just make sure you live happily with Mr. Anderson." In other words, once she took the gift, she should never return home again. Yvonne had no intention of following his wishes. This was only the start of her revenge. She said teasingly, "Don't worry, I'll bring Mr. Anderson home to visit both of you often." Thomas was so mad that his expression became stormy. In the car, Stephen stretched out his hand. "What did you get from your father?" "It’s my late mother’s last masterpiece, a ruby necklace," Yvonne replied. She opened the box. A luxurious and extravagant ruby necklace, Treasured Love, was lying inside. It had finally returned to her after so many years! But when Yvonne remembered that her mother's love for Thomas had inspired the creation of this necklace, she slammed the box shut. Her hatred for Thomas boiled inside her. He didn’t deserve to possess this Treasured Love! It would be an insult and a disservice to such an exquisite necklace! Last year, Yvonne saw a photo of Monica walking the red carpet with the necklace around her neck. The masterpiece caught the attention and focus of major fashion magazines around the world. Just thinking about it made Yvonne grit her teeth with anger. She was determined to take back everything they had stolen from her and pay them back for all their evil deeds! "I hope something so troublesome like this will only occur once. There should be no next time," Stephen warned coldly. Yvonne snapped out of her thoughts and looked at Stephen's hand. Once a person lost their sight, it was inevitable that he would become more vulnerable and anxious in unfamiliar environments. She'd never expected Stephen to show up at Miller Villa. She pursed her lips. "Thank you for coming." Stephen turned his face away and said indifferently, "Don't thank me. I didn’t do it out of the kindness of my heart." If Yvonne had been of no value to him, he couldn’t care less about what would have happened to her. Elizabeth wasn't someone to be trifled with. She threatened the Jones family to behave themselves; otherwise, she would drive them out of Northerna City. Her threat made it crystal clear that the feud between the Anderson family and the Jones family had begun. After seeing Elizabeth off, Thomas turned around and slapped Monica. "This is all your fault! Now that we’ve offended the Andersons, we're doomed!" Monica cried, holding her burning cheek. "Do you think I wanted this to happen? The Anderson family forced our hand! Why should I marry my precious daughter off to a blind man?" Thomas was so furious that he raised his hand to slap her again, but Kayla stopped him. "Dad, Mom did this because of me! If you want to hit someone, hit me!" "Kayla, let him slap me! If he has the guts, he might as well make me vanish on the earth!" Watching them sob in each other's arms, Thomas had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his foot and left in a rage. With tears running down her cheeks, Kayla asked, "Mom, what should we do now?" "Don't be intimidated by your dad's words." Monica wiped away Kayla's tears and comforted her. "Besides, the feud between the Anderson family and the Robinson family has been going on for a long time. Being on bad terms with the Andersons may actually help you marry into the Robinson family." There were four elite families in Northerna City: the Andersons, the Robinsons, the Johnsons, and the Dawsons. Although the Andersons had the most influence, the Robinson family was a close second. Getting into the Robinson family was their true goal. "But..." When Kayla thought of how loving Yvonne and Stephen seemed, she couldn’t help feeling resentful. "If Yvonne truly becomes part of the Anderson family, didn’t we just do her a favor for nothing?" Monica sneered. 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435547	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511127	1723485809		234		2935223693278474		2.9473279326325E+14		1694847600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858579172030042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1694763151	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377998697_623496906562888_4336179385636544455_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LrkVGJKPA6kAX-LW_CS&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfABoCvqv9TMW7BSH9F9kW253i0ADu8SpNCHbR_vkdGSjw&oe=65E93494	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378535101_305957868715730_1457628959622292315_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fssG8I2MmmkAX9TnoLN&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfDesRvzrNNLOqt-enlr4OQMeeRDKkcvYnAcU43FFXq1Cg&oe=65EAE359			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT0iQEqLpw4K4-ed_0liBoZ_mOYgfQ8kCeeAwMIGuJj-_3N-HGmEHpzTvcFC5lvc3nbWyOlY4-dXywpbsxzcQ6gNG1zHOSeMPrq-9ppHWd0ATsLa2aP68CBjRACOdCnAn6XhiaE2UTZNGQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1694761200		View Edit Delete
435542	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/12/25, 1:57 PM	1709511127	1736711860		234		1109783426667193				1697007600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	187658008670123		0	Bijoux.cool			23858933496730262		www.bijoux.cool	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Night Light Bluetooth Music Player		https://www.bijoux.cool/SKU0162		1694487467	1.8765800867012E+14	Bijoux.cool	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376918509_1394546674431225_6543023536072294498_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dcK1VqNflCwAX_Fh4j2&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfCs03hnX2Q1X5zEsh46OR2Bb2SkpT2TUsTw3h7RZoXQyg&oe=65EAFA39	person_profile	0	Bijoux.cool	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376927411_621851763487304_996472179122061785_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Qgi1Tlnk_A4AX8Vhyu4&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAwtD7oU24cMMZdh8NwDfoBguAH3Gs-4B1ItWvpSHoY7w&oe=65E9F788			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Night Light Bluetooth Music Player 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bijoux.cool%2FSKU0162&amp;h=AT19w6gufMB_7WGkDibV8tHB7Q3AaJHTdqEEmCG9smlLcX2cZbwakJ2DWmJ4mxl9MaqJW87IJe6nh1m1EPmeS6zJrYcu4U4tTR3BqgSZF35vkvtfVmYVdVMam121wXO7IHTLCtL9eTGVig" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.bijoux.cool/SKU0162</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Bijoux.cool		2801	https://facebook.com/Bijoux.cool	0		SHOP_NOW						1695366000		View Edit Delete
435445	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511126	1723485810		234		2085500348456264				1696057200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	108356178578587		0	cororver.com			23860093449630175		cororver.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom trucker metal signs	Personalized trucker metal signs	https://www.cororver.com/SK305		1695633015	1.0835617857859E+14	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382482140_843663924086272_6445636403149031740_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=n4-YkEN0Vm4AX9F7m_3&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfA0l1O_b3Te_qhGfLPV8hUgXEbSTtoe914CHUktuuvxNA&oe=65EA5B8F	person_profile	0	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/380275597_1455517311964747_9188346973268110292_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UfOEN-mGzXUAX_CmK8z&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfBckVz2Wj1PCkWx9Q5-0BY6uuQUombODofnzYYoEczClg&oe=65EA14BD			0	3	💘 Personalized trucker metal signs 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cororver.com%2FSK305&amp;h=AT0LTQpYbqDWteLTe2DAiAuQCB3Og-lStSP2xIY_aG6bH-eMWAIeG42OCncHE3pE5kckeNzILhPMAzYnjUELglUljZJKhhcWwP0sdS4HSefCfmxCtB56qsFR8VIuqdWMRf5u2S25MVRLJS1L2Z4hbJBsWv2xv4IIRiPN5Q" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.cororver.com/SK305</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		cororver.com		84	https://facebook.com/cororver	0		SHOP_NOW						1695625200		View Edit Delete
435446	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511126	1723485810		234		2238012396402431	1	6.9543276599214E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150573160124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Couple Watercolor Photo Light Frame Gift	Personalized Couple Watercolor Photo Light Frame Gift	https://www.ainki.com/SK285		1701852892	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408815183_342123055114043_4511109745859909628_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LYZj9AVqaNIAX-3hVrI&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfAKhKdYCNXkBqr7T6DcWslJFu_AuuNmDgazeJjoMLVosQ&oe=65E99B63	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407440857_2046465532402009_5792881060491315033_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FskHkowRc_oAX_N8FnH&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfBEUsMPkrjQM89QkPddfutxwnz2wyViuqG7b6hVzj_1IA&oe=65EAA4C6			0	3	💘 Personalized Couple Watercolor Photo Light Frame Gift 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK285&amp;h=AT3gtMcCrGr9mqUTx1sju7RcPtHF2golVn8SUuGrn89dwRop9ByIApQGJFxn0azHiiXUb5CbNL4_sW1LFJkFyKqfoKExsiDK9_l6BH-JDj9WHvPZ8V5-QNPuJnmITeG9YJc8KjkoR_pe2OGPoDfr-z2Y7OP3CZI-FWuXMA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK285</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435283	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511123	1723485810		234		1436442167275153		1.0640165149069E+15		1709280000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			0	1	1	103312279255289		0	Genki_Choice			120205291764230412		sb.genki-choice.com	Learn more		NONE	image	美味しいのに体重が？※細い人は飲まないで		https://sb.genki-choice.com/ab/120205274748860412_ss_aojiru_fb_hmn_ssg_cmc?utm_medium=display&utm_source=fb&utm_campaign=nonRTG&utm_content=1&utm_group=120205274748860412&utm_creative=120205274748860412_WAJ_i111_t151_t150_-_d068_-_-_-		1706787947	1.0331227925529E+14	Genki_Choice	https://scontent-lax3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/423538648_818093926750760_635874555370203112_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=q_baLgOwG6sAX-wYnpy&_nc_ht=scontent-lax3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCfwO4Buu8PA_yUSkTgIfjWWsjpijpi6tCX_2eVcgDU5Q&oe=65E9CE5A	person_profile	0	Genki_Choice	https://scontent-lax3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/423582052_366851436294676_5545206248174107883_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9ayJdozPox8AX-ia-7k&_nc_oc=AQmBdDdjQrPz_FmsnCwRRIBavjgbTT0riT7_K-ORioeWQ_hHvF7xst0xajUto3lb7kGvDT2lsKUNZbI5tjIZrYwe&_nc_ht=scontent-lax3-2.xx&oh=00_AfA-iwqrpEjXv5h2dn8mcCsPJoksWMkrUyPOBbeD_m0VBQ&oe=65EA6A73			0	3	肥満気味の方の体脂肪・内臓脂肪・ウエスト周囲径の減少をサポートするエラグ酸配合		Genki_Choice		11	https://facebook.com/100087310389362	0		LEARN_MORE						1707120000		View Edit Delete
435474	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511126	1723485810		234		23892008943777148				1696921200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1208972842613237		0	Treeswan.com			23859536126290492		www.treeswan.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Projection Photo Column Lamp		https://www.treeswan.com/SK98		1695689711	1.2089728426132E+15	Treeswan.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/383970043_1031954821276724_4548921585389899446_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9ZKcUonhsssAX_-bCEs&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBTfcs_6_ZGD0HzLEl7yWNv6T9_ZAXx1BMaO7_gnQh_eg&oe=65EA630A	person_profile	0	Treeswan.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382709511_1032102341152120_3965166503035131578_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=L-qROs4AQdsAX84Sbiw&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfDB6v9RtkTBwi_VDqlI0csyadTREzcW-4NHGFS2ii2ZAw&oe=65E92886			0	3	💘 Personalized Projection Photo Column Lamp 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.treeswan.com%2FSK98&amp;h=AT0UveXP5OCq9UPyTGrNefsC-cBrADiePnCOVS7QMkkVuy-5xyNG-_u-WKdTau0wFTcM9b4PYXqn11QldHnWz3VuUBAWdiwhSb6LqlP7aoB7Di296AIjFdrmliBYofjhGMauGxDR7zl8_6f_pPeY0BxOMuocyeiz5mmdjA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.treeswan.com/SK98</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Treeswan.com		2218	https://facebook.com/Treeswancom	0		SHOP_NOW						1696834800		View Edit Delete
435370	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/3/25, 10:34 PM	1709511124	1749008067		234		868234664678690	1	6.708909585872E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670557250166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Heart Photo LED Night Light	Personalized Heart Photo LED Night Light	https://www.wiieo.com/SK113		1701847555	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408067110_369336702150966_6511207919943674772_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JlPrpz8J204AX_Rybnr&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAADOpqBD35EQZheo8bhBywUMU0eWuDvzJxe1HmPuFvsg&oe=65EAF9A1	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407154222_624894036316351_6729148205627028917_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2q4qRTOPJm0AX83MykD&_nc_oc=AQmQcTYS_ekfr-ogtMnZ3_NGzvFN1SStPZBlcyVl9QMgNa2HI8aPfaV-1jrtsFV6L1k&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCnciP4g7wIhguDteL7w5DptXS_KDvTDzv2WGocOfMmmQ&oe=65EAA9E6			0	3	💘 Personalized Heart Photo LED Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK113&amp;h=AT1Kwd4P9Ui0WZmsBHf5Vhe1xH1YGEuE16i-vIJ-MExZlC3jZ6l2aAgq0G5nJRfV5s5uOXHSd542PQHQK3u8U-zoIiErDvDAFy_HF2pE0WgdNHO2a_1GwyA6rXHyOOVqDOBJFarntae7zpHLef0npk0ewZE" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK113</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435356	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511124	1723485810		234		315597864674468	1	1.0551687191468E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670650210166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom couple heart-shaped night light	Personalized couple heart-shaped night light	https://www.wiieo.com/SK136		1701847631	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent.ftpa1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407812978_297517613257366_1229877271801823989_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xbFJpSui-w4AX-v-DNv&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-2.fna&oh=00_AfD8vB9ZzXPCmx8stzk7dVfwTF6jAZ3xCTPs_JNHOJXFvQ&oe=65E9D88C	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407643410_730580115590669_6482465669470478127_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UuXDhPNx9McAX-PMzi_&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfD90W_TtYhNrOUH5UGkw4o2_U01Zk8rF2XS8wqjrkSSjQ&oe=65EAADDA			0	3	💘 Personalized couple heart-shaped night light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK136&amp;h=AT0LRcfYYfCidnPpNKCx1X6B4Uig_42_IoKcg9BMFPEYECKuk2SBmOaIh681bIc8gIbOIdPoVSb-o9z0EkYq7hdUBmBYYjdiyxQoAUT_2TwzffYeCvGHntktVCu6LpySYs_0OFy3DTLcSMyOBAsl-LdZeZGvF4S5Xu6HIw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK136</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435394	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511125	1723485810		234		282533121397191				1696057200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101205886195703		0	beneio.com			23859444890710354		beneio.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom acrylic LED signs	Personalized acrylic LED signs	https://www.beneio.com/SK158		1695716064	1.012058861957E+14	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382205520_1012277400109576_5049241196153565402_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Qd1EpOI7FZoAX-Na3OQ&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBcaZ8XPUEUJzGs_hwAIQfrEIFJKTS7KNNX7oL_o4Lk6w&oe=65EA44E9	person_profile	0	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382237020_821482943094740_5273361416551358286_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=v2n6G3Y7K3EAX-epcCf&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfB4bE9wNapVZhhbHgWHn27lZdFZot50DS2gllNkpE9mWQ&oe=65EA526D			0	3	💘 Personalized acrylic LED signs 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.beneio.com%2FSK158&amp;h=AT3f_7xD-GBEuKnlUcnYVkLSvGpRdjVVNGHZKscz-KmggvBji_SiKpFFg6xCXL2uEHvGi_i1gpeKfKueWLpEgD2MHhJPMoG5-b0v8B3ARS3AsoCjvMjqlSIj5GNTNmRSzUc6ByxXhhu6euS2H08y4gW_Ghc" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.beneio.com/SK158</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		beneio.com		43	https://facebook.com/100089147975771	0		SHOP_NOW						1695711600		View Edit Delete
435391	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511125	1723485810		234		248989657970295	1	3.5256283740268E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150443050124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Name Floral Plaque	Personalized Name Floral Plaque	https://www.ainki.com/SK275		1701852829	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407940439_1454036715160651_7630538727962673610_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7l9Sc8wGCBgAX_JREWr&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfB383GMn298LlYEcLOn5SF3pYsUjcWbOt-astxMVO4kUQ&oe=65EA5AEE	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407675183_248531274912833_9158223795667630794_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3XupiGEYpIkAX-0ZWoM&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfC1_nEG9UqK7WS7WMnGOAn5Q01zO3VL2dGORetUQYosBg&oe=65E94EB0			0	3	💘 Personalized Name Floral Plaque 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK275&amp;h=AT2Oi7ZWhLmdoqUlb1E9VlT8o_itrerm2_ft0eHntteaQMeXYUjl5jjb1cfa15NpGnf-10nyMjMbtU6IDykw7kw-gmZwtMOh9Mmv2yhTupSTM8Q8XqSE5SbvKKvvKDWHzL9QZ5Alnn2yMcGQ4ufrbSEDJLc" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK275</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435497	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/12/25, 5:13 PM	1709511127	1736723582		234		7049838245026106	1	6.8687343333041E+14		1695711600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	122322788204563		0	Namenskette			23858874043300380		www.namenskette.mobi	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Color Changing Mug		https://www.namenskette.mobi/SKU0162		1694487873	1.2232278820456E+14	Namenskette	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376288123_323198180267494_1496718663223883464_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QzxSixDFjisAX_fqbiD&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDL5ctsxYk32-xHxTaJCRR3aEvdhTRQ7BNjEciDial0Gg&oe=65EA4291	person_profile	0	Namenskette	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377752801_829527852145098_6212899406389870236_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vRMnXLQBvtoAX_3kzir&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCkKpVjaT5v0tZkWv5ppGEyxAt3KzbOP2_uHldhT99qOg&oe=65EA33C3			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Color Changing Mug 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.namenskette.mobi%2FSKU0162&amp;h=AT0_vJHqVsVCmb3ZuoL2CPxwKoxRHcgV0uaoRGNJLLY3xUCcelrpvM0wAfBQOaiKbuFO3MkLDeXVXeteRAXVR0DIPQ63j-UZruYxXBpOVwOHn_2PNS4E2SYD4oLas1ewgLHVJIf06qs0lr1j3qaRGNE_10tJi0pk4nx91A" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.namenskette.mobi/SKU0162</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Namenskette		80463	https://facebook.com/Namenskette	0		SHOP_NOW						1694502000		View Edit Delete
435516	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/12/25, 2:03 PM	1709511127	1736712233		234		800884705165995				1695452400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23859420974440042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1695434777	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/380932822_205323055767937_1252470095667107631_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UFBbjNS5nYcAX_m5ocR&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAZigunPyNkIGiijxYlS5-35G5ewt7etB3yCmqQNBStJg&oe=65E9FAD5	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/380813429_3530289357220102_2398653547270361214_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=adrd4-mkjZsAX9w6xL-&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfC-IyJk5p3TMMCLyrTws2BudK-xbr9IeIe3oRFX5KOoGw&oe=65EACF1D			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT3q46RqrSv9-DHaRwxryEFjHqe2MSNuLi5JlmtFSrl6JGKV1zWpDTw_Hu3zCjJG1l3CSgPhcXqsKLQGedY1YkSSKt7nzdnhBePYRweE3eFCKlCu5nXy8eiBj2RA4Zb2HuFCASF_YOMeI618irvuFnETS5FRsnW6akQGnw" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1695366000		View Edit Delete
435387	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	12/13/24, 4:29 PM	1709511125	1734128965		234		1717870728690525				1703750400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	111563665011693		0	wlilo.com			120202707117760111		www.wlilo.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom photo silent clock		https://www.wlilo.com/SKU155		1702603008	1.1156366501169E+14	wlilo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409865104_807877871094600_5800950301814535959_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=BWNPDiFlIUkAX9yazOj&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBAax-W1-FEBDp4XlN4Ojd2NFdz3X-znIwfHBMv65OkvA&oe=65EAE05D	person_profile	0	wlilo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409842779_986785839856707_1981928107769064979_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=45MwtFZBhT0AX8CS9re&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDEdOPGpR4ewTNnTRC2Ejn48Kg1CgUreDK7XYDL2pMENA&oe=65EA2173			0	3	💘 Personalized photo silent clock 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wlilo.com%2FSKU155&amp;h=AT1fzUdLPVZXXMYvjwcxmv6GPtyv8mQn6OYrNiDIouUtmjvuEq-Q0J2NgsmFhRYLUGyLRbD07fKuHW1YzPrPiPRveVeQsK0Wa4PcYqPu3WdPU1Sl8syxQc3N6QWSe0bG1G4w_DASIzu-6_5rKSc2jkiWQs4" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wlilo.com/SKU155</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wlilo.com		317	https://facebook.com/Wlilocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435502	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511127	1723485811		234		348860424420547	2	1.667350960435E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944890773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom photo night light	Personalized photo night light	https://www.jacacas.com/SK286		1702109257	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408538108_675128281404202_5205390592248449262_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=roMwPxed4R8AX9XI4qZ&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAz92ogEzGzx0k3TlBeI0xhkZWvNGpj-w_lkkmAzzfaPA&oe=65EAD646	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408530704_235450149568848_4816662355856353263_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=CJMdA_ZO5P8AX8DoN3Y&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCiBrKNUbJPU1V-M0daXyhpiE8XDdFJSKD6idhL0DbWmA&oe=65EAA8CE			0	3	💘 Personalized photo night light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK286&amp;h=AT0iLbQWf3fuCc4w-m40r5LNYY_wPrTIii5O5nGrtPdypdEwc9OP1ceNzmSdsQ5yJH4iCTgVVUivIE70ZbPyFDN2g1JogWEIdOJUryvRIcg9rUMR9Rwc6CCCH1Tc6k-tULPEBCRSgGMPBWyi95A2vk5kPqELtK99lw2_xw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK286</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435515	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/9/25, 12:08 AM	1709511127	1749445705		234		773478441254607	2	1.2337372139662E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944920773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Photo Mushroom Lamp	Personalized Photo Mushroom Lamp	https://www.jacacas.com/SK271		1702109258	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409560091_1114550506198183_8502105395338252934_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DxJWM1AGmYEAX8JWJ6a&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAjbs1NaCsU3z8Vf2yi6xyWtE1X6WYlm3qq7cPboafI8w&oe=65E9C78B	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409622686_1102311791142394_6653041368926071230_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wwAM7iYI3NMAX97asap&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCc8jOgkaQXwyMz3AiSEBjvHSy9NaoT-z0tLp3GKBq99A&oe=65EA509E			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Mushroom Lamp 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK271&amp;h=AT0ZSLjoTwNBd3itc878No8_knB8q04m5v6v_oDvMjwOPycbnQrfXEAdkVfe5a66273A1Gk_2yViUCfJILjTsCWN0uTUS01yaXTZj_4dQE2MJoeyTX6M5DGkPci4d-JgimW_vKZRpQJlOGxFDEqck3Zk7RemViFfVhiHnw" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK271</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435379	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511125	1723485811		234		1128397771869117	1	1.0419539203677E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670329090166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Dinosaur Name Metal Sign	Personalized Dinosaur Name Metal Sign	https://www.wiieo.com/SK178		1701847425	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407623354_1376421609631432_722210677164418745_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4Pmq4AhFgrsAX8e_ChA&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCysaKTmJMkDnFq-HI6sU6xFc95jresR2Sh1GVGRryIeQ&oe=65E9EE70	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408496690_362151436196837_3106723574573014797_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DB_d1mMZjzMAX_ggo9W&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCQqTzuplNRgsUbz_EDqzNSo6iR7_QQBWEgpc0RGwEAfA&oe=65EA1FE1			0	3	💘 Personalized Dinosaur Name Metal Sign 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK178&amp;h=AT2F_htDUgyCSbfQ06skUItqf1mLZjqCz7voTj_xSsXlM2AnyNFqSBygXVFU-7GfGEUpZMw6lO70FTjQR2Mvz2e9ivBi_U9hl0dcz2pLpgQBWSPm-LHSqdT2S3oTYP4tkRXyqsDYtJEwdMhDSCgqBuUj63k" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK178</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435538	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511127	1723485811		234		1038230457600171				1698908400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23859487232450042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1695457509	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/380343979_1690705141429627_7828355579727255906_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hnfJZEfmkBQAX-JhPzG&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAeXerlCkxxcQnjsqBFbou8T70h1aQ76-xCHBQlkeDB7g&oe=65E9BCDA	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/380338640_729525612344011_6263828360405896647_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=veMAGjG0HG0AX8qb-Mw&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBQHxLZCTRDWMeeif8ZFoc_EFKBWyVLiUf-6nUGmBQHjQ&oe=65E90B6E			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT2S47ooZG5C_4Rd8T90Rev5VL3g9yNqQTCQuE9LO1CEeZb5bpai3bob71k5DyNtbFt9uwVv4RchbrPYROzFa_frjmdK8PI9q_XBU5E_SwRDzg3Gti7T1xJQ27ViOXeHkLDveliM0nSehpRQjq3_gDDXz5lon-kmIKCnLw" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1698822000		View Edit Delete
435508	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/5/25, 10:42 PM	1709511127	1738795321		234		392110973330567	1	3.3193934304135E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944700773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom photo wooden clock	personalized photo wooden clock	https://www.jacacas.com/SK276		1702109257	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408788475_1319780915396070_750684217560799002_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iRKGPTlsTd8AX8DSFCk&_nc_oc=AQkdM8eeQ3AlkAzROn-_Rafp5J9tJGsirN_G0qv-n6Rfk0BlDYx11Q6rc121bUdYCOZknfd6a_Tsy1H4JqDHnkL2&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfARduGvOj2qkiV8Mb5Ef1lv31gN2mSMN0NGWXB2SBkVyQ&oe=65EA51F8	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408768568_682630224006430_1125836119693677564_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=M17lRyp4qLIAX-vVtFf&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAQeTSEZcJpB35f3gcoMIVzz8rKtMOVO48ZC0OhYjvKDg&oe=65EAEAA0			0	3	💘 Personalized photo wooden clock 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK276&amp;h=AT0LzplqrXWKewu955lhStL-mb8a5QDAx4FC3VyGY8q0Jb1eYVStwb-v76Ablz5c1NGyVZXjcrMYhsT33gCBtBAPwRV78Kg2ojbYYTlcu56zPMptWHIMxj5QimV_GyDCo-WwlP5zoQQZSTHyfPQYFIZKmlFIAtKfCZw_aQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK276</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435468	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511126	1723485811		234		6438742789543395		9.8068051629722E+14		1695625200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	2039961579632602		0	giftlabshop.com			23856611558850724		www.giftlabshop.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Wooden Watch		https://www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170		1690583542	2.0399615796326E+15	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/363335305_586764340293552_8834367103203796349_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=p5F18DSzOVYAX-SmAWf&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-2.fna&oh=00_AfARo_DDA-XvgG7KIXjjzDE5Fg75WuRD1VQapoZ546VOaQ&oe=65E96EA1	person_profile	0	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/363800751_3330024600626696_7393106971709354051_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-aIQnPkgwQoAX-WUS5w&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBwkwug-royQK0OFiHE69BXBX7nj2CVCU-N_pZ8MMi7Xg&oe=65EA51F4			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Watch 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.giftlabshop.com%2FSKU170&amp;h=AT1vpO9X_-CrCTGMx62WOQVPXsCvDISLhN9tD02D1RKuEJekOuSXlc6yDMOKqYLd_EyD74UgXNaV1qfjHMC5YF0fsPO295WZJ7dDRmX-ST96K6REJpMxyRYx4Rjc6HXNZ4ruBQy3qUx0IeNY2O_t9OSPGW7JVXRPvWaeTg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		giftlabshop.com		4494	https://facebook.com/giftlabshopcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1691650800		View Edit Delete
435413	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/6/25, 12:05 AM	1709511125	1738800304		234		681173320542169	1	2.9161302347273E+14		1693810800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23857503692830392		awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom couple engagement photo night light	Personalized couple engagement photo night light	https://www.awoao.com/SK196		1693535345	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/373330020_1022358598897664_6540302405905958026_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=d-iSWw_OybEAX_b_78K&_nc_oc=AQnBfy2Dfq6OIn-i2pf9bTUDS1Xxhcw-oNgZfN5iBb2QOFCIIHqE0Mi7rX4Vukav6gM&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCuO8-uRyaWgvA6wMKTYreYCfWT7ThxRnqN5ECTYbEpOA&oe=65EA056F	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/372907183_3179660745659543_923455010008944359_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=I4OzoiX1v3EAX9uPUWV&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCXXrbQlXsHvSsAiSFVazXRYIQ-6ku_spLdq9wWYCjIrQ&oe=65E9AE73			0	3	💘 Personalized couple engagement photo night light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK196&amp;h=AT02ZSLDODCOPm8SFb2QiFrOPwuJQTMp_T_enW8vgJpCSpeywwuzrxqKVBooTu7sIh0h-ZvNfddIv5Y53j-4cqUDhJZP33AmTku9BSXORn8Fekb5ZXsdDbNlobA2P0MRg7N86bdJ2MYKlTvQyWrsJqCM0zU" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.awoao.com/SK196</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1693551600		View Edit Delete
435487	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511126	1723485812		234		1545950146208241		5.9790178575505E+14		1701244800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1884758424873484		0	Nomanneau			120201428764180337		www.nomanneau.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165		1700699672	1.8847584248735E+15	Nomanneau	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/404263017_1331882991020988_6697491765014079282_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=moz-grtnMN0AX8P2N9T&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDYcNQir9zMeVUVxded0WTDaq1KC7uKrU6vNVbkBXru1w&oe=65E94A9A	person_profile	0	Nomanneau	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/404584918_1374658736473354_3845573259241456381_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1ScaAe5OcGsAX98bice&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCsWXu-MOVZF18bPHk6LGcs6UOH32fN45kzdCUD3ruXMA&oe=65E9583E			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nomanneau.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT0IOwPU09LFHLeLxX4riGFAOGLWW0bNJajUZlZMDztzYR5Xix5I4cA_Vrtcja8ltDAClJuxCDKtmeKugNfeQMXqqvoYlRK98sTBoABEEwJnABs1tAsT-GSsvWa7M8cK0qG81Gw7SnoV9-g-6Fp-HqYrzX8RwNAC7UfIQw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Nomanneau		8422	https://facebook.com/Nomanneau	0		SHOP_NOW						1700812800		View Edit Delete
435454	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/12/25, 1:55 PM	1709511126	1736711735		234		233181383033238	3	7.8069527383558E+14		1702108800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	647467912394265		0	Swanecklace.com			23858064252080745		www.swanecklace.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.swanecklace.com/SKU0165		1694487208	6.4746791239426E+14	Swanecklace.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376228793_651493386962757_1000417736202462850_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Xjrx6Ec_s_MAX9Tfce8&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCaATVaaRY-XbFjuOVpj3rrnILWUWCPfG69cx7oqq7rgg&oe=65E9CEF4	person_profile	0	Swanecklace.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/375928571_958130721921980_442884257834323746_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=LDwRj07Ql_cAX8OQjmj&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfA9Y5hRvMj7SFo-w3yeQT28sDzizv89oLOhG5RxL_UEvA&oe=65E95BCA			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.swanecklace.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT1yKegJohIxOaSN5AnN9ffJrmyBLtR562tAdrHkqbHvlAfkN_1quzcyI5V1SxERbIwxSS2EDJYS09nD7d4X4TV_a6AxVb7_rXXHTZeSgPz55ClKLZTfdMPsSkf4HhPogSixNiqosCy-jz3Q2mh6NV79og6Jb8BRA4j3wA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.swanecklace.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Swanecklace.com		1590	https://facebook.com/Swanecklacecom	0		SHOP_NOW						1694502000		View Edit Delete
435465	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511126	1723485812		234		668052925261725		9.8068051629722E+14		1697698800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	2039961579632602		0	giftlabshop.com			23858458445540724		www.giftlabshop.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Wooden Watch		https://www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170		1695092026	2.0399615796326E+15	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/379528865_6499846830064094_5071192483154612464_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZVG-twISnqwAX895Ob9&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-2.fna&oh=00_AfB2_klKh5oadL5XRrKGBsdXL5ljV3hMiRGHGPBx9MpdZQ&oe=65EA853F	person_profile	0	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/379577193_1030365438310731_4604699277738811878_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2Nwc7mGFPG4AX-_6Tdk&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-2.fna&oh=00_AfBafmQj4GbwsWb6vikxKxcw7-0SepMLfLTocn64WWe8WA&oe=65EA0599			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Watch 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.giftlabshop.com%2FSKU170&amp;h=AT1uIGeNps4is7mq_qyBSoMp7ADXHecIf3NcPgC4o3iN4JGGvcCL9wE3Vjyb6XgZt_yG1G56Ru7yLpk3qmIgIid-L5JLRO9qT_dfGk_5ujXdo1Bbx_R5KbDKW7lhhk0fVna2iSEeW-WDeYZ0czXGeDqHrG5p7jdsM30Aew" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		giftlabshop.com		4494	https://facebook.com/giftlabshopcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1696748400		View Edit Delete
435472	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/12/25, 5:17 PM	1709511126	1736723873		234		1001579587617933				1702627200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	2039961579632602		0	giftlabshop.com			120200552635360725		www.giftlabshop.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Wooden Watch		https://www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170		1700620742	2.0399615796326E+15	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/402657088_6769851646383359_6203182770832868207_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_NlKsqD2N70AX-p0ze7&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfAhJ2Q1XHxxvQlYc-q4TXR_kQ7whF7m86-A_PzPR1-22A&oe=65E9BD23	person_profile	0	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/405027139_1325201465023555_5589272680392051006_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=v_3F6NACOCUAX8vbn52&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfA2TlTy3YLviPvzA21T6WlaR0Chp8l24XfGQQJBFX9VUQ&oe=65E9583A			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Watch 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.giftlabshop.com%2FSKU170&amp;h=AT1x_l4TiYMui3nFX1Pp1mGfS3TKaB_Zud2TY43zQAwfJhCG0LPzAC0wIkLrGS9WHjXx14MNpBrbkzE8iIrBpswxVdLARn84ntv0LvPpFLdanDLfhsjKdoYdk6mQGQgb-wcpav7Aq_KolDM3N8jMHBk50ybaXfxzUGnYDQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		giftlabshop.com		4494	https://facebook.com/giftlabshopcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1700640000		View Edit Delete
435495	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	9/17/24, 1:09 PM	1709511127	1726596567		234		290708603817258				1703059200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	122322788204563		0	Namenskette			23862057558450380		www.namenskette.mobi	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Color Changing Mug		https://www.namenskette.mobi/SKU0162		1696814178	1.2232278820456E+14	Namenskette	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387733350_279725904940002_2897433127659574614_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=h4lCDssTdxcAX_guRCd&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAJI651HCswM4YMUVZ2taSts1bBDA4Xq379E2RYsGLMUw&oe=65EA0645	person_profile	0	Namenskette	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387732150_657457179541270_9122480319924002789_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Sd4pKwBv3cwAX8wjijd&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAGXSe1Kwz3IS5fx9YrcZzGvTy0zJC42TvJVHC5HDTF4Q&oe=65EA3DE3			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Color Changing Mug 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.namenskette.mobi%2FSKU0162&amp;h=AT1zHin09MWDjQUM-hFNHINE4WCfJ038J0VhVrls2AXDaNzkDmEYT0108kdwq1vvIUtOXGcZi7vXfU-YAp6ECdqouiKOibk0YWNiYi9XkcFCRlCBcZ8_fXQ-9CrH24l3Ifw3KkhJ-wx59XTarJb85ffCUZoGJkI9GxoDuQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.namenskette.mobi/SKU0162</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Namenskette		80463	https://facebook.com/Namenskette	0		SHOP_NOW						1698908400		View Edit Delete
435482	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511126	1723485812		234		718264786797827	1	1.1764485170856E+15		1694588400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	173063499924996		0	Namenringe			23858912724130447		www.namenringe.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Bring The Moon Home		https://www.namenringe.com/SK32		1694492267	1.73063499925E+14	Namenringe	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377748405_857800239340506_817277958085581273_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ENGGW3zKYHMAX_25zrE&_nc_oc=AQm01EcNMPUreVcJoTfz3yOp0VQsFvQDPgIR8q1tQFoeim1-Jehd6wMvp6Xm31j64A1LBnwn2E-lCg37r9qwVuGG&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBfFlGC1TkbIpJJ1T1dx0CBwXuv_C92wZSwz0oR-f2zqA&oe=65E90829	person_profile	0	Namenringe	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376001118_1515024585967247_4677381665983081885_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=71TocHzbxwcAX-g-Nce&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCe8kuLRDMzLFFNcxoriJ7FIqg8yEm7IiqppDxoygChUQ&oe=65E98186			0	3	💕 I love you to the moon &amp; back 💕<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.namenringe.com%2FSK32&amp;h=AT2D39SQWwsQlrwPbYuACmAUi4-v2KMaOUGaPpTmOHsxSJdfP64T9yoa_QtiRl63ZeI3sJN22amAVy04URm51mzHe0-SDvz-2Z68we_zFzwmqQA4DYTYcD09vfypcXDmJk7NDN8JcQWNXEMRDQWnIDiwn6tFs4a6LEIItQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.namenringe.com/SK32</a><br /> 🎁 Personalized Photo MOON 3D LAMP 🎁		Namenringe		4594	https://facebook.com/Namenringe	0		SHOP_NOW						1694502000		View Edit Delete
435546	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511127	1723485812		234		1564835674048233		2.9473279326325E+14		1695279600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858678121020042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1694941091	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/379172821_988021142297829_5504149413554579196_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=nDf6cPynnNsAX9uNlGJ&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfBX--d1ACF0V5kh1foXZUpFhnNhlVOfMig8ZChcUPpyXQ&oe=65E9A5A5	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/380001465_330055646103400_6081663384631115529_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lnskGaX1y38AX-oUFcY&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfDQuaDOitMlkLwIOQPfluVZxnofud-ujP88MIV4K7a0Ww&oe=65E9EA65			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT1TcjL0wm0ZAzbVfB8IPRq3Qc5tYzKWOM5f3hFFKRmNih8IrEFQXU3kPwQyVrn0oljVift8r2EBisXhzyo1Jhmrr-e7uSros_qLJ7SL2tHoKjQdKxh8dnNcZESSaZCvRAuJ5sH6LLkibw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1695193200		View Edit Delete
435406	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511125	1723485812		234		546421871001890				1695970800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101205886195703		0	beneio.com			23859444890630354		beneio.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom American Wolf family door plate	Personalized American Wolf family door plate	https://www.beneio.com/SK167		1695716061	1.012058861957E+14	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/380921983_1474477770003447_843381386188081372_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=F-mKJV_FneYAX_LjGof&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCNLpxTweFsiQM2K9LT-TlwqKZ2MyoMCnBOulRL0ioO6g&oe=65EA5556	person_profile	0	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/381311196_858516322490850_4266126435054663172_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lMF27J6onS0AX-nbqwT&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfA0BRiGTcg_jVKi9BA4xUI3YzU-_Dq7rHueaAa73pjk3w&oe=65EAFD3C			0	3	💘 Personalized American Wolf family door plate 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.beneio.com%2FSK167&amp;h=AT31-ox4SXQ7q_ijrBwYcBpzFFA0ICXml3Kn2Ks5S-3eTcbKyjSafS4VyuvSpizRv9A-I724qwp9dgKttXucxVKAqGrS6NKhcoXevOE7WCg9csP9Yp9mVCRhxOjxZfQvMZfR6pZTvXd6rWl6LmRxBaKS9rU" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.beneio.com/SK167</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		beneio.com		43	https://facebook.com/100089147975771	0		SHOP_NOW						1695711600		View Edit Delete
435552	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511127	1723485812		234		1747669558990516	3	6.1953681366525E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944980773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Bulldog Metal Sign	Personalized Bulldog Metal Sign	https://www.jacacas.com/SK328		1702109258	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408772217_1860522464364773_3219280233905022259_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cDav-U5J5pAAX_xEGem&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfBgFCnGlFG2MkbHIOXf0iXiLLz2H9GbJKKh3QCWrn93YA&oe=65E9729B	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408757974_267674589622718_7824376745763855742_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=KZV9EbnIw_wAX-gihkc&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfAoJoLzTioZEKN9kDWFwGjr8p8zThNJP3O25V5pGKgoiA&oe=65E998F2			0	3	💘 Personalized Bulldog Metal Sign 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK328&amp;h=AT0sdVEQ1_LYd8jI7ahtizhsZ_PmZ3_mAzkzNmxg9pXLbGsuR0W9YSRg5ol7xaVGdxBGZzMn5hGrI6ta-mHN9BXL7CGyh5sEoz1MJmHSNH-G0LpfuWkQc-g1bGOt4y5wSFqFTSIwvrgIVw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK328</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435470	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511126	1723485812		234		842717864118944				1700640000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	2039961579632602		0	giftlabshop.com			23858458445390724		www.giftlabshop.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Wooden Watch		https://www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170		1695092026	2.0399615796326E+15	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378410681_1839784443105696_3905131873244816841_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=OjrLpX3_v6oAX_yC7ln&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBE3I9er9NiXa09N2GvijZbWxrC9sAOm34YE9oHxhXT3Q&oe=65EAF058	person_profile	0	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378497262_909955220455393_7279281142297166995_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=49WsfU4-GU8AX90mlY2&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-2.fna&oh=00_AfBMwd_pwrZGrc7Nd93BK87x2-TSq-BGqOS6YpHUdyyoNA&oe=65E9CEFE			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Watch 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.giftlabshop.com%2FSKU170&amp;h=AT1Wd_6-UcYVmPtCX34cdcFhVA-kfVVeHz_VpZdHHdH-VGny6Mc_gdvrUmystl74lhcDtcEaxs7cHTIPriGBD9HiKtN3c1RcICZyzaZDk9ltmmqfPv5wCq8PjAEncAHvXC6b-OUfyXXdYP9p-Dg2ZjaitY51kDwsTmQmAza5vk4r4GjdTD0" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		giftlabshop.com		4494	https://facebook.com/giftlabshopcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1696489200		View Edit Delete
435550	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511127	1723485812		234		1553956875340642	1	6.3687322807225E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944780773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Heart Photo Bracelet	Personalized Heart Photo Bracelet	https://www.jacacas.com/SK213		1702109257	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409476347_2265408053648167_7972197914069467835_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QutGyNWg6EcAX94fQ3D&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfA9CXy3rpE7DONfSzxwgNoHFyJgCwBEp6wnij_PAwTU1g&oe=65EAAFFF	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409459292_3529731253932065_4773707752226195563_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=PIvorDTCCZAAX_CB4bS&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfAiF5P34FNN94oXnE78C2NUWVt_TtffJAk7g6Wt31qlBA&oe=65E98691			0	3	💘 Personalized Heart Photo Bracelet 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK213&amp;h=AT1WlMyt7gW6HehOWFx9lrB050N1sBcAI60_lwQHtlyOrtJmYHdunI5HwqGanqwZgg-HLCsmlcEra-FVLHiEVILrFEn4nqxGpHcjViQ9UMnvwzbdVENMngJFasEM2relm_y_1mFa08GOgQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK213</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435451	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511126	1723485812		234		6839588696076700	1	3.5553071375792E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150275990124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Couple Photo Night Light	Personalized Couple Photo Night Light	https://www.ainki.com/SK266		1701852749	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407933386_338292172166895_8887343687081984874_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=L-gCbe9W2RcAX-ICU4V&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfDcjVIRibMtGO4br1vUCLebghFxB7ebVlcOtq6nobC_qg&oe=65EAAB95	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407690889_381607264208147_3820145540579232224_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4XfEqMuxJ9UAX-YmrBT&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfD1hQza8n1400Dzy070kde2tKB6k_AdNqrusB-NHroPLw&oe=65E9F38D			0	3	💘 Personalized Couple Photo Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK266&amp;h=AT0f9aMCFIabenpM4P_SYN95lea7jARD4GOvNz2ae-OuyhW_J5XVItSIDdYkHWd8aCLCHS1oIf56_YdBTgeruFa7vnhryc77k1yawLGHsUKRpwi55_8gZZm2ljYzKPIA_mbWzmH8ClV2eYZr5HlObtnQVeqUE7MfNkWMLQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK266</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435530	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511127	1723485812		234		872138967770438	4	2.9756909425666E+15		1699344000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	108076578638872		0	raiaro.com			120200262935500052		www.raiaro.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Bear Metal Wall Art LED Light		https://www.raiaro.com/SK203		1699259137	1.0807657863887E+14	raiaro.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/398961823_1459857638300012_4876190898418849471_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=bdwP8e4lwLwAX-NDRbr&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDU4v46ikoUVjbwaPIpQwADhBFaK4FoWnh0Nw2QLDCxIQ&oe=65E9D03E	person_profile	0	raiaro.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/398954411_1081695423188782_2528075554155620480_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xjWvLXbMI34AX8u3dim&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBCYfWVy2wgH7A6JeS5rX5Uhw4mD4vNCLUvw6lOwoqMTA&oe=65E99040			0	3	💘 Personalized Bear Metal Wall Art LED Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.raiaro.com%2FSK203&amp;h=AT1ddWzdIeYODGXDe0G1Jcn4hKKAzvcEl8L7oZnyDhNnW2NZ_1Gm8eyixeMYLQCDZBdhnO0cWZw6XfrQEiqG42KdKuFev8n41qDIzSaS-xJMH94CVID-0MMPATajLNvMTaceJc5Iqjgse1U6ZLI22jGFC76oRBonKMb_VA" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.raiaro.com/SK203</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		raiaro.com		56	https://facebook.com/raiarocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1699257600		View Edit Delete
435449	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511126	1723485813		234		3268525570113550	1	5.8004709424684E+14		1709280000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	1	1	108356178578587		0	cororver.com			120201851362010176		cororver.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom initials name sign	Personalized initials name sign	https://www.cororver.com/SK328		1702001393	1.0835617857859E+14	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406750319_1492760938180820_934355924025214000_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lCs7ykygDcsAX_qWLJX&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBs9FcK97EZVmLQP1EMmiPGPQ83zDCArc96T0jLaH-a5Q&oe=65EAF65D	person_profile	0	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406743557_847555583515295_7678069866004660436_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=6xVKHuaQ8M8AX8kNQVB&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfAd_ZYwQEPMz1yRGcrgOv5IbDu-qy354GoHW1a85V0OAg&oe=65EA7619			0	3	💘 Personalized initials name sign 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cororver.com%2FSK328&amp;h=AT0yOfy-7hmxrzHF2noxs_Fsd9zMf1cErDKSR_aAun7l_QPKM-23f2CKuWOZzkasTjCB-plr7G3O7IWRN8iNe3EpJntFB2kmQ7LhsVabHDjdnE0TshyyE9i9WUs-8gLzgHP9dugxWp64pMTnrhpCKMTIqBAGQAcIt7-XIQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.cororver.com/SK328</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		cororver.com		84	https://facebook.com/cororver	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435395	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	10/20/24, 10:01 PM	1709511125	1729479665		234		286846987468772				1695970800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	108356178578587		0	cororver.com			23860093449660175		cororver.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom off-road vehicle metal sign	Personalized off-road vehicle metal sign	https://www.cororver.com/SK299		1695633016	1.0835617857859E+14	cororver.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382227929_3699730330348400_7351058933278188225_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_kaVdVgVKwMAX9tt32K&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBhlQBrg5P068VY6S3flj-TIyy4Dy_ZAZaQiKk5iMHbHg&oe=65EA3F5E	person_profile	0	cororver.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382218674_6889269457785576_6443036391669334532_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=k_mgUKcNX6gAX9a_q89&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCQpLrjCAGHoWgf1u-1sdPLL1rRydrwdNjENcZb4Ovh3Q&oe=65E98DC9			0	3	💘 Personalized off-road vehicle metal sign 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cororver.com%2FSK299&amp;h=AT3o9TTbwWHQyhiZ7WgUSPBp5OtJvlwA7Ql2RlTeH-umducGnnWJMUBzd8yEKOJymH7z0sk33rJfWAe4-TKi7zYksoI7D9nVb9KgwrjNzS9Jgux1TwGT4YwwGEG7W32gsHmk1Z8HDxpyEjgOo4KZaWxXhpk" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.cororver.com/SK299</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		cororver.com		84	https://facebook.com/cororver	0		SHOP_NOW						1695625200		View Edit Delete
435426	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511125	1723485813		234		868686471303577				1696057200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101205886195703		0	beneio.com			23859444890550354		beneio.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom mirror name LED sign	Personalized mirror name LED sign	https://www.beneio.com/SK159		1695716065	1.012058861957E+14	beneio.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/380197709_1090962528980001_8505482633622739006_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=voCo0NFS3CUAX-MUCDP&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBXDx4qPg5l85YegbqPKNSgZ8uVdSNya258sxkigQkxAw&oe=65EA9B59	person_profile	0	beneio.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382041400_1406180530776693_8129767975297788725_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_McdjoApCFwAX-GAsta&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfB92JdCIPoXRAOLwSFILie0uOOejhHy9oprxayCwRzl-Q&oe=65EA3217			0	3	💘 Personalized mirror name LED sign 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.beneio.com%2FSK159&amp;h=AT0cEgGzpXZbYOlB3KPDlc2oyt-z3zqYeRuiUW1Jrt2_AxQHSMypZ_kFLU4hU3FHAaw0zOw3FfRpepT5k2RfyqbUbZlfAMdEAMqrI0snlwtBglHDvEvmbRwKAaxBryDTkBC0BwLSxp4qaBL6M1My-_2UbQXSPyioICK-DQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.beneio.com/SK159</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		beneio.com		43	https://facebook.com/100089147975771	0		SHOP_NOW						1695711600		View Edit Delete
435484	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/8/25, 12:41 PM	1709511126	1749404461		234		830678052063622		1.2292408544299E+15		1694588400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	374073699690610		0	Navnering			23858644147320632		www.navnering.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom pumpkin car photo frame music box		https://www.navnering.com/SKU162		1694491934	3.7407369969061E+14	Navnering	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376259899_628589649259128_1780884058479213094_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=KzwxkeOsiQsAX_4u6Mi&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDWo_ySmrXA8-4qEzXfeRggycGY-9AZ8oAiN5RmDHGKQQ&oe=65EA79F2	person_profile	0	Navnering	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378192759_1384102652539475_2125064108996740429_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=646kkxCTlikAX-RwA3L&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDcUimTK1Ngr3FTfnWCxjuoBbSeROEad5QA_tpYjur3Sg&oe=65E9263F			0	3	💘 Personalized pumpkin car photo frame music box 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.navnering.com%2FSKU162&amp;h=AT1VXMuHZYX-LXA6OKiSlhNdamfxmMtg1exn_xMiE84MYV7Ma4H90necF4F_1GDBhAk8lbIGqXp3w083-KYrYVKYCJ8DENS7-J5Q5bNj5MnWZHMMKaq0PFql8qYJ1z69YKPd-QiaRO9rQXXy_GhsdJ52L3nbNwrFArXmuw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.navnering.com/SKU162</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Navnering		2609	https://facebook.com/Navnering	0		SHOP_NOW						1694415600		View Edit Delete
435410	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	3/20/25, 12:49 PM	1709511125	1742492957		234		634833841889531	8	8.5249263307042E+14		1699430400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23862232399010392		www.awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights		https://www.awoao.com/SK195		1698305789	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/395155222_714676623882470_3249304317946258174_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tJqXOHCY7IYAX8i39eq&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBhPfjZEAx7UHIGs2rsYXGT1f9cCh9mYq7m1u3M_MSHKg&oe=65E9091C	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/394637733_327626653206998_8740045190215237529_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZJS8bDcVgCYAX_-cglG&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDkor7rb_XV-WYj25FVRTLbfrU-d9KaTF_fG1EsRKSa7g&oe=65E915AC			0	3	💘 Personalized Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK195&amp;h=AT3ve4UNsgtNIepvgbJ92LsDT9fE63eLTnOAgxZ0KcoID1SrGL5ccVYROdGSAvLD30WtV11yCJWatnxnYCvumqQnikb1FMI_79gV8TL00nxCwVTp5dyHu5aWVBPf42paN-GpjRL1S18ZqYFjGve0H688s6A" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.awoao.com/SK195</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1699344000		View Edit Delete
435462	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/20/25, 10:05 AM	1709511126	1747753550		234		1566302534172177		8.8986570937417E+14		1700640000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	2039961579632602		0	giftlabshop.com			23861616047420724		www.giftlabshop.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Wooden Watch		https://www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170		1697613955	2.0399615796326E+15	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/391571114_239846352408276_8461082982094571611_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iqrojs_5GGsAX-gyQkN&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBL7cZfWvl1O9DGHP3ZXDZnSmNa8HLkYvSr_WaEgh34Lw&oe=65EA7678	person_profile	0	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/391592563_712784347406098_4192922851251091784_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=91CA3SJFBlAAX_lF5uw&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfC9qTOKv_tV-AM2cMxYNznGOG9IpH6ykAyYT-zbX50ZqQ&oe=65EA1445			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Watch 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.giftlabshop.com%2FSKU170&amp;h=AT1Pdc7u7gzlcMXpP7X5I1Fewa6krQQ1uraOEDOa1SAUJp_9xH5J4dQPlao7ZoPX_2W7TOLKEH6Yd8oN6bZRQYCgoseAcuJZ7l_UQOCHJ2R1m-1xJu9ZNIcEZpQyJR-obdfKbWczBHR46qiYtnd3fdtzNkSDBncBvDUiRA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		giftlabshop.com		4494	https://facebook.com/giftlabshopcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1698822000		View Edit Delete
435549	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511127	1723485813		234		1349354572610674				1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944250773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Photo Floral Night Light	Personalized Photo Floral Night Light	https://www.jacacas.com/SK232		1702109258	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408187334_1153284729180242_5524837195381075472_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cgeAEAl46QwAX-zrOnS&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfCDEL1vdyTI_Qm5o836FCE7jNtCA2jvcgIjB-YBQGq2-A&oe=65E953F1	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409548669_315125821444203_1133179392909819100_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lKtAyDFAXhgAX-O78cW&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfBX0fNN8w057Pc6Tq_iFhJvM_miyetnG-izYdmw2YRw9A&oe=65EAEDCF			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Floral Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK232&amp;h=AT1SY3ckDI-_hgShZEQDtKg3O4YlTmyOqRF0eLsaoxYzn_7s4-FHB4j_ioKeoN5kVKMN4KFDTLIiXBAJoucbXy3y7BGxxgb_5T8XTOuiHkY7fVmcXegi3gmLYC24tdRNIMgkHfafKlrqVw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK232</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435471	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/17/25, 11:06 AM	1709511126	1737111960		234		862477031901518	13	2.3987832669582E+15		1694588400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1208972842613237		0	Treeswan.com			23858785069290492		www.treeswan.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Projection Photo Column Lamp		https://www.treeswan.com/SK98		1694481483	1.2089728426132E+15	Treeswan.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/375918657_325492116504719_8255844095010285867_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=PhWwjNvnieIAX8mC-C1&_nc_oc=AQmA5aLieK9Y_QXM0h0VHZYtjvmXGxEcG2GOcCrFWKkummdpyUP5PfDpcsv3LzE2AqF7r7vOlmN9zEc3uO-1duRg&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfDr7WHs0x7SvTIviFf0RukZBqwiO1amO2SxRZ1-egUz6A&oe=65E9138A	person_profile	0	Treeswan.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378310752_324268386685615_5590081393248348875_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=XuupKkjOEQ8AX_OpITc&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfA4nAvoPRB8kJQ7N19pXRWS52j0rrd_skWDkjEuTsZ_cQ&oe=65EABBCD			0	3	💘 Personalized Projection Photo Column Lamp 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.treeswan.com%2FSK98&amp;h=AT1I_X_eZXeFolFMnHdWgfHBdN5lwHocO4wDVj_RfafcQoIW_PudCe3nwD6tr9GIQQhup4drl2j2CC4O6l2Yj4kt7VB0txIvLhWP8Rx_6SQCWG3am0BOfdYCiBtTWFeUZk3X6-Rub6lwr-k9xNzIXfU1EmXFPfCNkshnYg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.treeswan.com/SK98</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Treeswan.com		2218	https://facebook.com/Treeswancom	0		SHOP_NOW						1694502000		View Edit Delete
435367	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/16/25, 3:52 AM	1709511124	1744793567		234		742148884428091	1	7.4332177058739E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670441560166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom children's bracelet	Personalized children's bracelet	https://www.wiieo.com/SK218		1701847491	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407708667_371352568677113_660755081907930390_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QplTjiOKB3oAX-McGpc&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAYqSccDPSeV9TFIY2vfnVJ9-Hxzem-jKhLeOnFGuCexA&oe=65EA8D89	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407705641_667108962173707_789358201418747285_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zDdFrOuGAM0AX9eBcpW&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCQDJoAl9vuGHnJpLdHjTklKtSu9n86VICV0gcAjJ0fQA&oe=65EADCBB			0	3	💘 Personalized children&#039;s bracelet 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK218&amp;h=AT3IUAmcO8XUnBF9-X9XGcvazhwftWZaDTFclnaUl9QK_abAl0KVq6xDgzlaghPNkIi_ma-86ZfsM0_DiXLxm71K7xcW5aSP0rraUFeRp77P5MW3D16FluIaP75h9X3D5VbRQhdqik2SvRlqS6Z115rlU9A" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK218</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435455	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/8/25, 3:19 PM	1709511126	1749413994		234		946928003070835		7.8069527383558E+14		1702108800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	647467912394265		0	Swanecklace.com			23858114407950745		www.swanecklace.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.swanecklace.com/SKU0165		1694571435	6.4746791239426E+14	Swanecklace.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377269071_1466573707456211_2477192711248413701_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JrPMQxJ6aZsAX80jmTh&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfAc8Zx_kf9L9GOm1K9AW-owPxNRb-Q30GfI5eb4nWELbw&oe=65EAABC8	person_profile	0	Swanecklace.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/373533958_679123034251776_1166471737485816065_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wIyEH_IQ4mYAX_T5LlJ&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfDHVA5pC6jQBa2zEdRljkelUfHJq-a_wHbsxnVobTmb9A&oe=65E99E9E			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.swanecklace.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT0bjRx1cZ6dTkLu1FxylufvNBlfrBA1-Phct1C16eVxMLlvvi9d44hYRKbqvLSMcJxW1TugnVtXCOLYtL7V1CMpW2THqQNcOi_C5T5V-3iEDQO8gESlML0ftVE05I8mHdU9bWPFWZq3k-uWmVl3JK90vk9l39AIrmJ6fg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.swanecklace.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Swanecklace.com		1590	https://facebook.com/Swanecklacecom	0		SHOP_NOW						1696662000		View Edit Delete
435467	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/8/25, 7:35 AM	1709511126	1749386101		234		703776184415775		9.8068051629722E+14		1700640000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	2039961579632602		0	giftlabshop.com			23858458445340724		www.giftlabshop.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Wooden Watch		https://www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170		1695092027	2.0399615796326E+15	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/379579745_3602022593450033_8084440267983907862_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=76T6RD8FFq8AX8HR4cg&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBLYeoyja5eJ2zrfnRCm3sXbpnKeRNQfR17A5h_s0fPUQ&oe=65E9D3A2	person_profile	0	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/379557273_229640753087373_8445246966682675930_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=U6Vz9ofnxIwAX8IYRcC&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-2.fna&oh=00_AfAH4mYRUsAJXjWKvuqc2XpdIHJArBNg0TXE-udVuide3A&oe=65E96856			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Watch 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.giftlabshop.com%2FSKU170&amp;h=AT3aGwMCPxuWlkPRxlrDR1L-09zvm1RN5ZpjZCRr60k0SGUfelKrs2kXqUjT0gHj2AY_u2pghHVJ_8PQfxobT-yaQctt9HVYeaxD_O5TWS2nt-GaIKmY3k4m4f0jXjg-DeNk61Q_b7kPid2EZwHSEg_uNarFHwQ0HUBmzg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		giftlabshop.com		4494	https://facebook.com/giftlabshopcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1695625200		View Edit Delete
435505	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/19/25, 4:10 AM	1709511127	1747645842		234		715302033382113		2.2747287687774E+14		1698908400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1767509933259446		0	Handmake.mobi			120201053356030126		www.handmake.mobi	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Projection Necklace		https://www.handmake.mobi/30		1698808804	1.7675099332594E+15	Handmake.mobi	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/398183346_1433253220883289_5053509063817855342_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-6nu2JrqyWoAX9hKSbn&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfC_jUAEiLJgGAONHSx3iJbEwOShGqI22i-qpfUOXMPafQ&oe=65E99F28	person_profile	0	Handmake.mobi	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/398094411_870586947629064_5702081903157568549_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=tArDYC7y6DwAX_DNyx7&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfA7akCy1i4Zu6JPPzo2O4NzyHGfyx0SmAr8xffTGZULYg&oe=65EAD15D			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Projection Necklace 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.handmake.mobi%2F30&amp;h=AT2BPSsGzS4iVhbZ9SHsOkVgyjgwO7eFrXRWbh3Tf-JPlw6xZQVfJOZazHkeasSGItVv5NyGO19w-7ru3_eB8A5PyDcMFEXm_nGKUpAjXCnUTbaMBc3FNUVsLxKSDn3lPhOcHV8FVqpWk7sb3ycXzg1cxXfaEBH10H3ing" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.handmake.mobi/30</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Handmake.mobi		3095	https://facebook.com/Handmakemobi	0		SHOP_NOW						1698822000		View Edit Delete
435509	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	7/5/25, 7:30 AM	1709511127	1751718638		234		458678563397386	2	9.7434145379942E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470943190773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom player name sign lights	Personalized player name sign lights	https://www.jacacas.com/SK320		1702109257	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408072893_891571949158846_8468600038611073071_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=VtIBZfqmdHgAX9XYGC1&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAbsSXU_AhnwYcM1IM83VDCwTVoUgz6N8qx6UrNnwKl6Q&oe=65E9B962	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409594892_1482001042654835_4939346422254918081_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Z3k9bbVTtPwAX-Wa2UO&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBbYIz9Xc38Cu6uFCj69u1AQkLyB4sWnUUUfyfnQ3l2Mw&oe=65EA52F7			0	3	💘 Personalized player name sign lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK320&amp;h=AT3QawVN9_1aJleYtWbs4tSAbc3QtGREL4_3ISM8747jBo2k0wwod4dRbVxwSQLfsSV10XhXnv4o84Cxfwh8_vE6_k5y8Bus3HzwbjUdfadyWnZ-Jm6BfLzGmWHfhoMpIIZ7gcijuhApI5R8MzsJSGzzbn3k1qiHDTOwtQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK320</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435504	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/19/25, 11:58 AM	1709511127	1747673926		234		357143856638698	20	2.2747287687774E+14		1697007600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1767509933259446		0	Handmake.mobi			23860122013280125		www.handmake.mobi	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Projection Necklace		https://www.handmake.mobi/30		1695454216	1.7675099332594E+15	Handmake.mobi	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/381678054_168021413010220_720529547191920874_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9yfaAdH_egwAX_1SCyq&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfARr-EO5h9oPyK1t3TaU5WPlIPT_1JVzFSBO9Jgi3tX6Q&oe=65EA119D	person_profile	0	handmake.mobi	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/381579256_222805457170703_7946023142782039014_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QKlpPl0SdTUAX_cKxlx&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBTuLqBkMLUJvT_NvjC1aoq3e6lUOr4IQ8WqZU7CUPIYw&oe=65EAFA21			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Projection Necklace 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.handmake.mobi%2F30&amp;h=AT1Qf5VAKaHOs1RJzBWe2VREfHLpxDvlQ8SKkKfjO1spPJLTm88nWOFX8odVt4y9tJObqzezK66qVkPz2hvOnfQ6t638z5yZu0N7OgoViBBk-stRsSpL9q7AkT54quZKMYPO7gE_l7kSoiXxYs6RpSTr-U3xAESWb4DNAg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.handmake.mobi/30</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Handmake.mobi		3095	https://facebook.com/Handmakemobi	0		SHOP_NOW						1696834800		View Edit Delete
435429	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/19/25, 11:08 AM	1709511125	1747670905		234		902366868164866				1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	108356178578587		0	cororver.com			120201851361650176		cororver.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom wooden heart sign	Personalized wooden heart sign	https://www.cororver.com/SK263		1702001393	1.0835617857859E+14	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406851786_909703620577784_6286497048631869840_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=QbwELDdIKnMAX9tj0x6&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfCBE3YeN9NPZ5C1y-qYGVlNt_qtIRMhLjlbJrqtvMOaAQ&oe=65EAA60F	person_profile	0	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408533298_359128486659520_1561200121477469028_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JIA0WkEXXWwAX8r35X5&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCY3vBOKTj-G9e-cp99XzoqSCnmhbaReXayMC1t724GIg&oe=65E95652			0	3	💘 Personalized wooden heart sign 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cororver.com%2FSK263&amp;h=AT2OLoXbGle9KGFLyVLlsszMYw4O3FQZctjUnXRU8ixwbOCFVf8B-MTVVdFOtkxWhzLICgH7esb7DFlDOoofZ0Q-UqAiTWGsQ6O3Ku1cL2wROAjSSk566B5b5htU6ppdsF3tD5gAvyBM2Aq7Cl_wV7mH7Rsl2DIVu7bh324_5WuEuiXd3N4" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">https://www.cororver.com/SK263</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		cororver.com		84	https://facebook.com/cororver	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435532	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/19/25, 12:59 PM	1709511127	1747677553		234		890383355601382	1	1.3451305263681E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944950773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom 3D Photo Desktop Lamp	Personalized 3D Photo Desktop Lamp	https://www.jacacas.com/SK287		1702109258	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409576071_230329420094018_8197704938499766019_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iP8MovdrRE4AX8ghx1V&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAx8VibIRxm-Vo3U9t9nwaJXyELnOaCJup8omU6YUEy-g&oe=65EAE47A	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409734269_6853510248081115_7498941493803116148_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AbDb1t0jOQkAX-0fF67&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCCvXT-ML4zCqKh23-e8rRoZ-ApwZir9gWp5eGnkDgZQw&oe=65E91AD6			0	3	💘 Personalized 3D Photo Desktop Lamp 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK287&amp;h=AT05nFqEJ5xwpbc5WaBenVHDULmI1AHeLZkRIqeI65ARRI1w9f4F-BrJARP2ZdCA9Xxov2Hj8fQwU6e6fPP8rHbEO4XAQz8-O2Y9vA3VYvUnf8nAMpX888wjWq5tFuOTLhuCQ6gXp1MRHNPWhBVjQk5gi00hkwtufwJYjg" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK287</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435459	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/19/25, 2:23 PM	1709511126	1747682606		234		886576166317698		8.8986570937417E+14		1703059200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	2039961579632602		0	giftlabshop.com			120200552635020725		www.giftlabshop.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Wooden Watch		https://www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170		1700620743	2.0399615796326E+15	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/403614946_3231875000446177_8662040463380722094_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Q6YI9t63_YYAX99Hum4&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfA0We80aWhRxchvhKFly1ZaID8WsTMz0VcPJX7Uo-jDcw&oe=65EA697C	person_profile	0	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/404943778_1527544964728409_1212835659216067391_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dgMKb8eheCsAX9zbLNf&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfAaQJRxQA8COIBxGks1RzGQlJ0DAFc5XYLcWTchA4CfEA&oe=65EA69B4			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Watch 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.giftlabshop.com%2FSKU170&amp;h=AT2BwMs2r6L1U4FgeZVq2Gy2DpS5zcbupXof7Lz8IPe8M45ufRJ1sfH4wzIDbdPy7ug-MM4bM3x0KnPjiAAc-t0UIspPGRT2na7wrHEYvJNvRX7n4udadRVwJCE-dbCKI51gA7NS57bJlKnf19ijXntyFMMcQXwg98jYhwWPlcoxqMzE9oE" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		giftlabshop.com		4494	https://facebook.com/giftlabshopcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1701417600		View Edit Delete
435396	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/8/25, 6:43 PM	1709511125	1749426201		234		291319010173721	1	7.0182734176023E+14		1693810800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23857503692860392		awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Couple Romantic Night Light	Personalized Couple Romantic Night Light	https://www.awoao.com/SK193		1693535345	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/372687547_331717612649431_3247719436964768665_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=D8i_sFepoWkAX-NykQh&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAxJoXOyQzp51Ghy2zXQI3h8GQTczO3XVxby00iB0d_kA&oe=65EAFCAB	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/371544849_2636753309821338_8374056722862151000_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wNFRoiJl3msAX9mINeA&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBY6aJNVslFnJmfrFKNzlwLllOaL1f6wFCsWapUXHoREQ&oe=65E942B1			0	3	💘 Personalized Couple Romantic Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK193&amp;h=AT2-Uk4nMuunSYJDE2IGFLvtvgXqdufV5Qq4f05gYed8GZsAEl74aaDf9e20wt7Dqr9yzwW6VtsSBs8zGxz5JfcTqzjbbTEQ_Pvpu-unu4ZYgzWKst2-O88dZ0vU0F_95LtW-A660GuQw2nQKtb_383bU5w" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.awoao.com/SK193</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1693551600		View Edit Delete
435384	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/19/25, 6:59 PM	1709511125	1747699167		234		6825003134203161	1	1.0269468584598E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670329140166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Initial Floral Mouse Pad	Personalized Initial Floral Mouse Pad	https://www.wiieo.com/SK107		1701847453	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406714355_315203571348798_8932586598764515985_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fSA9mlvDu0UAX-iu1t7&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCP4wrt1P5H1L-1kkbS2JjbZma4yRpkz8P1A3cS1WRfng&oe=65EAA2EF	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406692986_1039486497325462_8071243901237673734_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dDEM8wGCPwMAX-eihmN&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBvTxVTAwHS27JAZbuGCS8qnycwtydT2OA-FdbgfBhW1A&oe=65E93E55			0	3	💘 Personalized Initial Floral Mouse Pad 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK107&amp;h=AT0b-sc8ppKytLU4Tgqv7Y16zf9umpiY6xYRzom6Swd7nkaSg8SprwAP1HNjqokUYFGj1Aswf2pTtVR4VLlD6t3PDOLTKa6TyLuBNSuEnfuZRm5WFW5-w2FTHQT3P08t2NTfWBuwcXYq_I5wYpfdD8xrhc0" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK107</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435521	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/8/25, 9:18 PM	1709511127	1749435489		234		830933262054132	1	9.1547804665827E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944600773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Photo Romantic Night Light Gift	Personalized Photo Romantic Night Light Gift	https://www.jacacas.com/SK283		1702109258	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409067967_1392258191720275_1046313923023600080_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=KiiOv60fNH8AX9malAw&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBaEoro2c_fEqUYwkAzakr8bIxp92cGDhfrqUEDsyRmAA&oe=65E976F2	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409591441_3574068429532910_2557386284008618674_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=330wzZObTYUAX9gIgTM&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBsdZxAocTjB84cddNh9UUseCHsCbzJbuxNzyhwrorXBQ&oe=65E94AC8			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Romantic Night Light Gift 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK283&amp;h=AT338iXqzusLplX6hCT2NAsZu8zdKHaAfSPwqRRjIkSMTzN9Cje8rUqGdEHDcjnsLn5sjiol8wo6RuFckWgKN-eomr9HnKvuL13N-0FZYMgSmNE_jHcCbVeQpeywI3eV5FngDVttol-jzJ9H5Fa21FTfyoAhyrLFQOgJCQ" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK283</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435518	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/8/25, 8:43 PM	1709511127	1749433410		234		815967736893730	19	2.9473279326325E+14		1694847600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858579137690042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1694763174	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377982744_318954397214660_1539582936998649962_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=aygS2YxIG8MAX-Dy7ud&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfB6A6Lbj7w0A9VAhwA_d4mWawZ9gaPS22j05ZLufy20Aw&oe=65E9F3A8	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378121643_693036798914278_2494517367928919561_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=_wESkF8RqeAAX-SVMzA&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBu8ach3wMDmuYAvKMbRx4CMovj2eIGf5mINnkf8mBQSg&oe=65EA2C53			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT2gETlyyOe-COfQhITO3M3uYBp9plKWi1ypKkJd12gDVXp96zEo3TnCp-b-5jkYFmQsE01GR-Rcx61Fx1cXoVEW15ocNYslYKZyGIB3X7z6WMOGI0Xc2nb10Q_sbX3uMem4QoHGWsqR9nomhN5-88g6oHRzvXVLJBguBg" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1694761200		View Edit Delete
435403	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/16/25, 8:27 PM	1709511125	1744853278		234		358257520123323				1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	108356178578587		0	cororver.com			120201851361760176		cororver.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Pet Round Rug	Personalized Pet Round Rug	https://www.cororver.com/SK267		1702001393	1.0835617857859E+14	cororver.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407914265_263739743352116_6566807683181893094_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AsaLkh7ut5oAX9Nb0ok&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDxLAA4DORlRvNjNSCDwZ5oMnI0aUyBai7ZXBcJR5aQIQ&oe=65EA798D	person_profile	0	cororver.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408807451_907888070686327_2419584332326277998_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2NbFynvgS6IAX-EoAe-&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBtuo0fulmvbm1u1vhAVDQ9GtX4wBHHMM0tWYrjwPg-7g&oe=65EA5B80			0	3	💘 Personalized Pet Round Rug 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cororver.com%2FSK267&amp;h=AT0b0vRYwVo8rt7mnHqG3nyxnO8iqN5ugtfroeJenhSBNhCWoLqXc8WqunbGXeMZs8pT_RxnwmDRVliW4nA0B_fkdLcA4nJGmObbyVYyzBq-U43HU_etTJQHJ0LTcIUIwR5EyOVVIr9t7PMHZs7ESL0Cd9c" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.cororver.com/SK267</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		cororver.com		84	https://facebook.com/cororver	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435488	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	7/7/25, 8:37 AM	1709511126	1751895430		234		991714718552206				1697266800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1884758424873484		0	Nomanneau			23861809816700336		www.nomanneau.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165		1696897435	1.8847584248735E+15	Nomanneau	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387742144_861998222004632_6712842573245399458_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=A25QkilC39AAX8FfgYu&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfC4P40wk_pjtDzbvPqOkBFjFja0XBwzU9NTlCCWJGvQNA&oe=65E9DCC4	person_profile	0	Nomanneau	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387743819_313198788239851_8869591943674300363_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yFAyiE9_ZWwAX8xFC7O&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBCFkbpwkjKrDDj_cNy1STH9z3q_vDrRCx7SxZhYbRxaQ&oe=65EA741E			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nomanneau.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT3_YGdmUpRyWI7wgUh3Ui73zsSu6Ad_1l-TG3jM1EafKha4cG68vWCUMsEsFk05oWkGwskI27uht_CnaennziA9cP_usjTcJcGoIVd4l2BOMdaCHs8SaTzHOIPfSNj5llWc72o08VTlpMUqA-UkCtf6YOY8nlm5v0ZNQg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Nomanneau		8422	https://facebook.com/Nomanneau	0		SHOP_NOW						1697007600		View Edit Delete
435466	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/19/25, 7:59 PM	1709511126	1747702754		234		672498088275311		9.8068051629722E+14		1694588400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	2039961579632602		0	giftlabshop.com			23858144064100724		www.giftlabshop.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Wooden Watch		https://www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170		1694481915	2.0399615796326E+15	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376227207_837670334559747_2757087196906711430_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=GVc1WCvDVPwAX_MUcBp&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCuDedP0Qr1GmKhwgtx1ReagljHeEDDy0msFP0JZwuZUg&oe=65E95765	person_profile	0	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376258534_321638617061811_5189085150910312297_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=T_248CPYDKMAX8IYr4r&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-2.fna&oh=00_AfAseAkB_gJFzqPk7zkQEamZZwG05sVHUjQ38pdGw1bZkA&oe=65EAB4A9			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Watch 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.giftlabshop.com%2FSKU170&amp;h=AT0_B7utySFDFEe8qu4MDAKJ7g96iBIUgXBZy_LGwiPRRDYR-T3d3ALwDYfvfnEY41cU401zv6YJOjjgvUYMSEvCQwdNzW5Vuqnh3MCDGTZ89bFE_q936xER2hiaYNGuZZLMuNynRBZ18QuJOwCx5W4K2TwVIZ_dW8Rmfw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		giftlabshop.com		4494	https://facebook.com/giftlabshopcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1694502000		View Edit Delete
435527	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/19/25, 11:45 PM	1709511127	1737351956		234		1018758489319258		1.7452882227517E+14		1697007600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	187658008670123		0	Bijoux.cool			23858933496960262		www.bijoux.cool	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Night Light Bluetooth Music Player		https://www.bijoux.cool/SKU0162		1694488398	1.8765800867012E+14	Bijoux.cool	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376832203_981029483177967_1240145985036637596_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=B4xgoZvt86YAX-uoeqI&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDmWV-0hHqpbwbWjTsAOihm7Xri_uFW6pq8y7KNDyf-CQ&oe=65EAE405	person_profile	0	Bijoux.cool	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376834723_837293601124051_3488557473210792384_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vq7AC9PSNuwAX9m7Un0&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCr24J7wERDAWuaUgDxWTJauE2ZEljY8Ix6l9y1MPzmVw&oe=65EADFDC			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Night Light Bluetooth Music Player 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bijoux.cool%2FSKU0162&amp;h=AT1izLHHbEF91V-XrwiKfBDRE8KEcpQB93UTuJmwckQUe4pYxW1ewZLWEKnOxVkCfglmTHotU99GepmYApcWV4lTXeYvsYO-Jz8jBv_2poh8M7tQxjd7eBUjLfIJP_XxDUcmmwOk0X1ezhpSH33etKaKSBElwDaor7k_2w" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.bijoux.cool/SKU0162</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Bijoux.cool		2801	https://facebook.com/Bijoux.cool	0		SHOP_NOW						1694502000		View Edit Delete
435456	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/20/25, 2:48 PM	1709511126	1737384483		234		308211048775418				1702627200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	2039961579632602		0	giftlabshop.com			120200552635530725		www.giftlabshop.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Wooden Watch		https://www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170		1700620689	2.0399615796326E+15	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/404542522_324035787152739_3241498721086465415_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=VJ_BPJtUSGoAX8PZ5By&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfA7V_CVt0MKTO5XdWfqqGq0LGOj-MQoDyzP6AWoc8Z2pg&oe=65EA61AD	person_profile	0	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/404612581_1032086757842311_7064919106745878084_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=jW0cuSJ9BXIAX9jlhZj&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfApTJPhtHpTWQ-eUSnNPvTYFg7wkNpCywIljxptchkkWQ&oe=65E9E8C7			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Watch 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.giftlabshop.com%2FSKU170&amp;h=AT1bjotQBRCW8d6SQlXQOg_N-0hX0hLAmkhxhbHAUcCDTcctGUDum61UfVQP9jc9etKZd7aGMlk_OvdO0xV5ZtYK5U6gPV4E86BkmuA4TyreZkYiVde793AeJxGEpvHhE1gG7FVdI1veqZGDovLwJSUoiQFu__DCK0owpw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		giftlabshop.com		4494	https://facebook.com/giftlabshopcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1701417600		View Edit Delete
435489	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/19/25, 8:46 PM	1709511126	1747705590		234		1558951768223310	3	1.1017027194812E+14		1699167600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	374073699690610		0	Navnering			23859368232580632		www.navnering.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom pumpkin car photo frame music box		https://www.navnering.com/SKU162		1695604624	3.7407369969061E+14	Navnering	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382772459_6765583910166867_1462211590694656824_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4jzTMLyqMVAAX_r24UA&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDGEO593jV90VJ6G8QM8qYbohanzk7LU26uX8u2QY_XYw&oe=65E96591	person_profile	0	Navnering	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382772283_854095449206132_5669906377305760845_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZWlZ2DqUr0cAX_TaTB7&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAouNyluaA3PFhy8S2AmUf1HduZ4cezn3mk_urNuZZtGQ&oe=65E9F645			0	3	💘 Personalized pumpkin car photo frame music box 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.navnering.com%2FSKU162&amp;h=AT3gNFA1CtPzyIODN0THCFJ9vQErGYwAqlQY5ifyQUjUHO06Dpz3QeuJ7KtwWVxkgefilUCHFrpR1KZfrSp9cWT0mAZ4aS7cW4TlVasboQQoamFVJKHmHXwxCUIZJ6ZPmQNsl8OM7uFkwJxxgDuy34FVObtuOOhypocaJA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.navnering.com/SKU162</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Navnering		2609	https://facebook.com/Navnering	0		SHOP_NOW						1698735600		View Edit Delete
435357	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	12/20/24, 12:13 PM	1709511124	1734718392		234		318889574326851	1	1.1115320830678E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670220800166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Couple Photo Night Light	Personalized Anniversary Couple Photo Night Light	https://www.wiieo.com/SK105		1701847363	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406855802_1071727950634783_4163838368021958052_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Ag8KwLf9gt8AX-aU7fX&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfAT_ybneD8KpVat8W7rZ5y6Xwnh1e6C2MrenvxnmBXqFQ&oe=65E9F3C5	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent.ftpa1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406843803_655314930015153_4300585719064656506_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NoSV4T0pYSoAX8K15BE&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-2.fna&oh=00_AfAeiTstc8TTKDSLVcSQHi7LhBDt9FJ3Cm9Gz6sGMq7Asw&oe=65EA1B8E			0	3	💘 Personalized Couple Photo Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK105&amp;h=AT2CmsJGF3_8lvHDAdIlktFuCMkWWjddhqQl-_Uo4wR3eyt1COMSUIZOz3jZyYX0D-IGcBpSAM8FOK2L-SOkDRtV8Ad6XXVJHotxrvsCkNqv9B-Cy782Ul6IOxnKu-2qk5UljXaVVcqcJ2bY0NuDkRabDow8AXjgN6xuoQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK105</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435415	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/16/25, 10:49 PM	1709511125	1744861779		234		691593972941884	1	6.3099950909843E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150267390124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Couple Photo Plaque Light	Personalized Couple Photo Plaque Light	https://www.ainki.com/SK258		1701852745	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408861438_366173409217681_2428240860423361680_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=65aClOb9_HMAX_BoYSt&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfDggg_cGld0P18Ll9Zf3nSihSP4yOVm-aLl9fxsaHlZfw&oe=65EAECA2	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407427807_313310074859735_6481097942029191656_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=HF8UFtSsd3gAX_1SCGI&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfA3Rb4dp7nxGmyW4bNmd49w9WuzhaaT-S3gnaW_55ym7g&oe=65E9A984			0	3	💘 Personalized Couple Photo Plaque Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK258&amp;h=AT3OZEZA8L6qEiSVwlS3IkhOf-WF-pHLi-Xg4veOOq8_hqUJ11QiPaX-csSDjHgjN4WsQcFKKGJemq3BBYt2iwdvOfXL_SR8kX0Y1USB--WEwiH1VISbvQY9eeEdHBjveE-BBUjge4b6iT2zgRrZwXPVmVo" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK258</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435393	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/20/25, 12:05 AM	1709511125	1747717552		234		252308490917068				1695970800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101205886195703		0	beneio.com			23859444890690354		beneio.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Photo Bedroom Vase Lamp Decoration	Personalized Photo Bedroom Vase Lamp Decoration	https://www.beneio.com/SK168		1695716063	1.012058861957E+14	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382219486_923726449114900_3081023803864326068_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=6VfUts9XchIAX9EHX_s&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfA3sKQB0SQloIChNYI0clNVXeN29yNc7wChUs7o_aMSkA&oe=65EA833E	person_profile	0	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382576584_668519662040816_7048653563776712484_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fQ0Ww8t-9SsAX9mC8hT&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAsBxkeaFvJfpqFQoOV_LSaUnsfiRqinojbzj3E5zA-xA&oe=65EA17CE			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Bedroom Vase Lamp Decoration 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.beneio.com%2FSK168&amp;h=AT2Rvik_yYATOPnNNDsQJAVLzlcAiXjBYX6HL2FrQ7TVmfK-ZSzpjfuKzAsT2Cv0XxPH-oV0SrAYNk5P7lfRb5jJdOM9ObXrKSQVc5_xBE_k3tiT6UAcKaMROLmVOdf44hmUiiXtyoiUd7LXIMHevXVXc5g" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.beneio.com/SK168</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		beneio.com		43	https://facebook.com/100089147975771	0		SHOP_NOW						1695711600		View Edit Delete
435377	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/6/25, 7:58 PM	1709511125	1746579491		234		1066730184650298	1	1.4111637694709E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670573090166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Moon Night Light for Couples	Personalized Moon Night Light for Couples	https://www.wiieo.com/SK115		1701847565	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407919911_1053029315838497_2035946106030836056_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=nFYrotdDhmoAX9K3Im6&_nc_oc=AQnhfaWfm7D7xEvkzUmtA6X9lc5MMrf7MRPZEUkBiy1_2iF801Sj2-y8qLsRzoQtEGw&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCRnI_1K8ajNDvEAhFgtD3aaXrnMrOnlnXEocsr_cU5sg&oe=65EAF77D	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408279579_2157780524553820_1372747580683634013_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vfs66FrxiA8AX_BMVvZ&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDxpmxkHpOwBs0wdBL5nTCjlDHSaYKnKVnVGyKFEFbG8A&oe=65EABF51			0	3	💘 Personalized Moon Night Light for Couples 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK115&amp;h=AT2rALpgOQtHeTeczcDumIonKUXRFtWLX9ZiFz7ZiI1Wtjram56jfOb-We1P3lFijUw8tZ7jZsbO1ZilT39nHMab0Z68YaIGfW8Y_ni4omTpm-U8l8p9NhWYP39g0cpHjWteBv4jMKeiWIPeOT_vBn7kDXk" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK115</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435364	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/9/25, 12:48 AM	1709511124	1749448133		234		728979009103944	2	1.0026531343782E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670079960166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom pet paw print crystal lamp	Personalized pet paw print crystal lamp	https://www.wiieo.com/SK225		1701847248	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407798960_675293251414403_7099254197352753014_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iMVi-kJgU-0AX_ENy9p&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfD5gTZEBKuUqtmsYYVal2fbcrOQBzocmPadVaJ6lf8uiw&oe=65E97635	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407999628_1238853210405583_7932781667494110736_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=kd48JQvsLd0AX9QGedK&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBFY4NlQ6_G8ce9SFZi9y4cwUuv6skQOGwqhdntBgB-ow&oe=65EA87F0			0	3	💘 Personalized pet paw print crystal lamp 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK225&amp;h=AT3sx_R7q3ssDZuLIymcfiaOaNV2VXd3EAflb5ySeCpO7V3-GRawyXO9cnwbXVRFcC81NWExQ8Aa0IABiuiogquxc2pljxtH0cJ1IA-hlrnBJVcF6codDIF2iiM64JL6wSN8jALRGHv-AtRmqnGAB6HWKJY" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK225</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435390	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/9/25, 1:12 AM	1709511125	1749449569		234		229823903467776	1	7.549056399066E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	108356178578587		0	cororver.com			120201851362320176		cororver.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Unlimited Photo Night Light	Personalized Unlimited Photo Night Light	https://www.cororver.com/SK282		1702001393	1.0835617857859E+14	cororver.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408870148_869819544676878_8253750150129384387_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=TksbQI7kk5YAX9JN9bO&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDywAbakiGIAxOblHd7EUWBYpb7zudqPMgtHLj0Y_goLw&oe=65E979C6	person_profile	0	cororver.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407919826_1419693952089996_2233146441918559610_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ALhDKl5XsS8AX8z2dcy&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBc1F7hjfY7QUqTeRsXUuwMwEuOuM1SGV2yMWeT9b7jag&oe=65E9D945			0	3	💘 Personalized Unlimited Photo Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cororver.com%2FSK282&amp;h=AT1rwsZsanqGZwyN8FUL5JqviYouVetx4HCMy4G4jefoF4yujloiw9nW4nvcV1IUqXmpNIVS6_VIfDznGhoY4tb62Rvtkc21n-bIF1SaeFySD-2nUrQfnXkuLk6Ka1_t-i1TNJC7WsEFDdPjuk6hlL7PheU" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.cororver.com/SK282</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		cororver.com		84	https://facebook.com/cororver	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435438	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/9/25, 3:32 AM	1709511126	1749457954		234		1331101147507388	2	1.0534922655675E+15		1693897200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23857679373630392		awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights	Personalized Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights	https://www.awoao.com/SK195		1693794270	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/373558125_3492646567643669_4070092545403624593_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=h1jFHzDgZvQAX_ZYzBT&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfAiZNiymH2fi4nWHbhSrsAHZYM5X3qWnSOR2d9EK6dDog&oe=65EA11CD	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/372004008_2402898533216231_771395159908433106_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=CvVdnMD8_IsAX_YeyWM&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBroQnYyMEBGLkElKfh__zyLV6FHazuaGxuhK1u9Abpcw&oe=65E9198B			0	3	💘 Personalized Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK195&amp;h=AT032FKGr9TfhHg5DWLefXqJk8rhZd_Hc0W6RIdr9Hug7lXEAQnW_Of6vuMusZd5-CxW8Tfpngv-_umM-t0lbG1zNGazxSiu9rqQKrS-XdxWzWspKt77P3wITnV5vIg5nqoPNw2UbK1SrI5fFhEUB4Gm4jPWbwOUoBYb4w" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.awoao.com/SK195</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1693810800		View Edit Delete
435555	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/9/25, 4:38 AM	1709511127	1749461883		234		3243538665950670	1	1.5053157402529E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944210773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom LOVE couple commemorative lamp	Personalized LOVE couple commemorative lamp	https://www.jacacas.com/SK377		1702109257	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408542560_1394677428122772_6331127695890695960_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=g84PsUh2adwAX_MVlEM&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfBsCEXI63-YJ8aR-JXdMbsEqpRlgRwSGTdXYB6EsnTOkQ&oe=65EA0440	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409387415_888341269282695_151620026467085797_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ztClklTybFsAX9Gydp3&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfDg3M3TLVI_9arx01oFItPI-F7sfaCRptNPLcmF-8rt0A&oe=65E9593D			0	3	💘 Personalized LOVE couple commemorative lamp 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK377&amp;h=AT13pa2EdBRZANIRy54mS1IWOGHkrdsKl0vCWt4URVH24KfVunt8MjKesX-jkPw-XrnzJxOQcY_y0sdUQEJpdBPmOWAwPORPa_vV4ytO6Sb88XGJMPw-9XAAWAgECUhT0hZJRES8bU1Mdw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK377</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435500	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/20/25, 3:11 PM	1709511127	1747771888		234		342583311453899	19	2.9473279326325E+14		1695452400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858678121100042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1694941091	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378398468_269378089355936_7406639950585301626_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9WEwuYlvJ0YAX-pPKu8&_nc_oc=AQkTJL90fTT5w2rUsFx41c-cHhrdYU5Qz-4MGecPp3QHdeyYbh8kdRjZYsCp5w4BJ2M2NlpDfzrEzVz5EMA1t_er&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfComzAU-0zRLfimYt3u_J3eIeGbm4AdXgQ17O6G3KmNbg&oe=65E93432	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378531160_662814835790810_4812991341437848805_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=OShdvCkbWEMAX8gJoxL&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfD7jOZpJ122Us8zeTtjw472dUCeZxvFNCBOKP77skpYtQ&oe=65E9EFF3			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT2uRUeh8MVFJsG5l9KE13pQwuo9j5vcBRiieDBU-cPfRej2AGNXqQXxDZGxLvEsDvTt9JRFppyWVd4ifF9THJykZYW4hHLvKSj0NutMimMV-eIy2aFTm-XbIB4rrDazPK7xbMM1q2RDP8WzqelBp8lmOxAKPMIzRZFaIw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1695106800		View Edit Delete
435544	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/5/25, 11:08 PM	1709511127	1743912486		234		1315909982617837	19	2.9473279326325E+14		1695366000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858884325930042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1695255970	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/380577836_1380666369462688_8462137284214926321_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=GizyuiF_dZoAX_9cWn7&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfASdGQTvUmZM4sg5vbGwUN-LzkrBKqgBh32ync5KE-dvg&oe=65E9C966	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/380581196_1481665709302686_8332384818806253847_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DWiMBlwjDvgAX-6wiHO&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfDrK9tJKCibdsf6-u2dcpNP6dBp02eM9UoVp5gxepIKLA&oe=65EA2F28			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT0V7Ge_LZ82sanesjnR2HGypmYaJs0X409WYZfN4H2Hw1eAa-J8cDy5A3FqDb9TLnpip7_DtG6sJ3OJSHnF_xihUMltdJcTQHIDmp-y_GB4k8IqCxTvvmUxmmWL3ObdQ6LyCZzK8mQfrQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1695279600		View Edit Delete
435397	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/6/25, 1:18 AM	1709511125	1743920288		234		303733372394572				1697698800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23861326750160392		www.awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights		https://www.awoao.com/SK195		1696990130	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/391677581_7070528972980483_1008835408970970373_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=IyVoO1Bp-3YAX8GLvRw&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBSFjyZdlRjUzIVgaJysjY9vLt8YTFpLgtJiA2zu9TpBw&oe=65E97D89	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387839859_1255927825024788_8505659541221544086_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lo4cJcd3g-IAX8oe-G0&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBAtfs81vqPGztZIoAUEtT_EHRrdBQPtayUONy2Dd8czg&oe=65E91503			0	3	💘 Personalized Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK195&amp;h=AT0fF-TVp1A0w7hRQZJc2DY7bqa2Lx-AD_8WXYCxRChBbGIJJ9ePoups28U8v3YEqJWQlNNktAbeX--VahdLu3g-IeIvsvYFd_5ruJXY4TIjyw7w2c2qnDdM9OsEcJ-MaLmuSs52z4moLCtICYlmVvUqi8tcU9-U3P0LlvEf" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">https://www.awoao.com/SK195</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1697353200		View Edit Delete
435329	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511124	1723485807		234		514183430885359	3	1.1819165469896E+14		1697958000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	184466718256711		0	Sea-Adventure szkolenia i rejsy			6400317932067		sea-adventure.eu/kurs-sternika	Book Now		NONE	dco	Uprawnienia w 2 Dni za 450 zł	Sprawdź Wolne Terminy	https://sea-adventure.eu/produkt/kurs-sternik-motorowodny/		1691497314	1.8446671825671E+14	Sea-Adventure szkolenia i rejsy	https://scontent.ftpa1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/365756524_262578586527806_9089429022502075711_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=i6RDuz655usAX9Hflo6&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-2.fna&oh=00_AfANmp5a2sWBHI9dwQdEVlr0CS9enEDug7OFvYEIyGcIQg&oe=65E97F5F	person_profile	0	Sea-Adventure szkolenia i rejs	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/365735387_315720587561933_177154579830724605_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iqclwu1_OagAX-yMQ7I&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfDOSqnDkxEaBJphKF-ldPTaqmKbpSxRQNOR5SYc8cFvGg&oe=65E95F88			0	3	Zostań Sternikiem w 2 dni za jedyne 450 zł 🚤 🌊 Kurs Sternika Motorowodnego w Poznaniu. ⚓ Praktyka: Przystań SCSiR nad jeziorem Swarzędzkim 🖱 Teoria: Online Zdobądź patent sternika motorowodnego 149 zł taniej. Ilość terminów w promocyjnej cenie ograniczona! Zarezerwuj teraz i nie daj się wyprzedzić! ⛵⬇ https://sea-adventure.eu/produkt/kurs-sternik-motorowodny/		Sea-Adventure szkolenia i rejsy		1641	https://facebook.com/SeaAdv	0		BOOK_TRAVEL						1691737200		View Edit Delete
435498	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/9/25, 5:18 PM	1709511127	1749507497		234		252598827761695	17	7.4933431007792E+14		1694847600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858459773170042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1694572020	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/373064987_1038836013954062_7427253985347378119_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=aBciNH7EjfIAX9uysHa&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfC7wf7cZpRTH63bD3dBY0y3qEalX_aPzE8MXOHsrnJMiA&oe=65E9D9E1	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376922761_1482122239202874_737356435572009716_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=muAnvG5Khu4AX-gnikC&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAVtCF6ROahJw0QpHXc8jbp7h7yGXv5O_Is8ytMJPfU1w&oe=65E910CD			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT1N_mzbmz3dE8Jcv1J0jPFzuFWXJauZ_OF-YgmriBDwZww4SlMcuJEJJn6gImodxKvqVYeAEAZiF94853Pm1aRuqfnNq9VR0JpCe4wo51DdPcc6iTzaxsn1tUvm1L-sFE2uCZLHF7rfnd9PCFAhke-IPlIaguSLQNAjEw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1694502000		View Edit Delete
435545	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/21/25, 5:24 PM	1709511127	1747866271		234		1447966935985913		2.9473279326325E+14		1694847600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858579127050042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1694763117	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378072328_1111426756484052_890750512488558799_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=UI1vfMI3snIAX_7r90q&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfBwTby3TWvQTxsezJzJMGxoaR9I8niGqEsccFR1R1SJvw&oe=65EA6F67	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377879205_870996427262352_743696542995430948_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AnTStgKpGacAX8m4pzO&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfDzMu3ZtiYekHelMHdDp1mNOSG6ilXzyJ9_uitORPz4XA&oe=65EAC533			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT3EyqchW_TVgDUd_z9ke5ZCYnXR2eYu9h17XM5i9edimBr4U7VzNWjXSVYb5Ei4DwFWW_oTICOSVUTDggCNDHi-kQ9FJ_MD4zkL8hcj0khkuTmIPEVxvnOKFUKK9ocL7Ddq7TnR6IM5JQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1694761200		View Edit Delete
435519	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/8/25, 4:14 PM	1709511127	1744146852		234		986762702635205		2.9473279326325E+14		1694847600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858579154340042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1694763153	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/379401649_1738756359974585_3960942393872472449_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=9LsIhEtni_8AX-szXHB&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAT6jjd9FyJHUlqT7Y_4Kv-Vs5KYX--KDTvmzrT3ZmzKw&oe=65E936D1	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/379408691_1055131479191482_2247231895679455787_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Cs7zb1qWlwIAX_2YBtj&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCUpZ0GRfDpvnq5l7Q4JdPbhxCQNXhHc99AEOoc-rhg7Q&oe=65EAA349			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT1TWoVa9qil9XosHwjJyFiyB0wYVWJv8VpAjsfEBUNnmsOllwogn3_RQoExmet9Sj6z-nZdwWOcvTFowafD8pTAM0q_HxSHj4y_mkEuIeMFQh1l2dKyMcQi4vmxe1w7yCRrajrpYvxRstp0RIE1I6_yTjLaMiuW2_BvVw" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1694761200		View Edit Delete
435450	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/4/25, 8:13 PM	1709511126	1749085998		234		3627699810774854	2	1.0353307175972E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150591830124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Couple Photo LED lights	Personalized Couple Photo LED lights	https://www.ainki.com/SK290		1701852900	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407971706_345180494781271_103594263471396097_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=o8Le_ZfiWisAX9knPbl&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfDGaOIdkSocfAWGf1JpTuz1YjyeDtqoCYRz3Ug_OVyz1A&oe=65E9A7B1	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407952833_888834772418402_537714193499498847_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hSaV_8dyNrQAX_1ex9h&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfA1x-zZeirJW1cAVLGxsnj4eAEXRX9Xa6GcfOcXKTKZbg&oe=65EA70CA			0	3	💘 Personalized Couple Photo LED lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK290&amp;h=AT1CA_nqXL2yOxd5zMYj3GwkGMHOOPD0BbNCLJnumv8HlFNh3BdN474mi1x1pnFwpeV8GcJnbHTkNnNQLg_oiP6szo2heCr53K3AEWTxYm1RnX64fJlnKmlzzvWpFQOsbYzRGbrdnXahYo87sdPjb715q6A8cmngb3EbhbY7SdG5R0Btfi8" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">https://www.ainki.com/SK290</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435416	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/26/25, 11:40 AM	1709511125	1737891600		234		692779639620851	1	2.4453901589539E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150160810124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Name Women's T-Shirt	Personalized Name Women's T-Shirt	https://www.ainki.com/SK277		1701852670	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408106715_1256397808410174_6148917694196061514_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=N60y6sW4v6oAX9GksoD&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCUb_BKARhdZB7aRohsCX_JvSO8M8cauhxjvitu5nyRdQ&oe=65EAC532	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408088857_3667373513547157_8296852493111141898_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cKp_V324W9wAX-Ia9Ho&_nc_oc=AQmvcp7T94uEF5_Drs9H83e_UL4mGSCH2TqQOJ-G1Ojt4t868Qn_Xt3AygsKVCoObe0&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCwldioyPiuYYoMgWCKRCzMFzsUGP6TDxdXI0aElo1qfQ&oe=65EAB69F			0	3	💘 Personalized Name Women&#039;s T-Shirt 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK277&amp;h=AT3-eOXbFjNkXgsPsN5Zt6rFYUeqlYr3IOPEn7uAlGewuxn_KSw4m8ma_HVcMlipKlPtwouuJCOmh4smdr-k60JmwD-6c0uU3LGoIh4iowUyljPAh9rQ9zgxyd9wPH6vEUQMDewtCJ5pDu_5uqagOfI6eSI" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK277</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435389	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/23/25, 1:11 AM	1709511125	1747980663		234		175606302211478				1700553600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			23862095208890123		www.ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Bar Decoration LED lights		https://www.ainki.com/SK295		1698453556	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/395346828_1517092515731250_1044429342686381077_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YY0cvDLZC6oAX8TpmyH&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBPXANOG98x1V5wcferc-_55TA-UB9YeHDhlcDrcGEXOA&oe=65E95DEF	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/395356566_701804121548960_2753303762783548384_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1fzCeqVNZlMAX-b3tug&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfD1H1P57CfFOWRAHTgZRm53E9NqYnOMmSGOeiT2iE1uqQ&oe=65E99EB1			0	3	💘 Personalized Bar Decoration LED lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK295&amp;h=AT0_wj6bcQaf7y_QezhIxbESeeZShTN2kphvhDa7Mu0YAckBP_RQYX1ysI2f5AOV-WMgwqwPd8MGjikiUAh2yCioY-tW4YHORljvpON0FZAcFzyODmXN-PbuVkRXU1yfhUrIu2DD5aM7i7LWPMgSrfd0uXM" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK295</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1698994800		View Edit Delete
435343	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	8/12/24, 1:03 PM	1709511124	1723485807		234		2399554613560303		1.8220903152876E+14		1698044400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	184466718256711		0	Sea-Adventure szkolenia i rejsy			6400318037267		sea-adventure.eu/kurs-sternika	Book Now		NONE	dco	Uprawnienia w 2 Dni za 450 zł	Sprawdź Wolne Terminy	https://sea-adventure.eu/produkt/kurs-sternik-motorowodny/		1691497332	1.8446671825671E+14	Sea-Adventure szkolenia i rejsy	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/366673562_612005221052616_4680037012113897242_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=kRpIdPYU5X4AX84uzH_&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCLoGULH0vXDcnnERsDhpYoQFmWrhusATz1iHRO6PULjw&oe=65EA2623	person_profile	0	Sea-Adventure szkolenia i rejs	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/365444277_1076613163503830_7648113504691020550_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fVnXB8L0NccAX9YwGO6&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfB_-R_8RwsNGzN10A62s_b4yCLu-ehDzXs8MgcyyvL7hw&oe=65E982FD			0	3	Zostań Sternikiem w 2 dni za jedyne 450 zł 🚤 🌊 Kurs Sternika Motorowodnego w Poznaniu. ⚓ Praktyka: Przystań SCSiR nad jeziorem Swarzędzkim 🖱 Teoria: Online Zdobądź patent sternika motorowodnego 149 zł taniej. Ilość terminów w promocyjnej cenie ograniczona! Zarezerwuj teraz i nie daj się wyprzedzić! ⛵⬇ https://sea-adventure.eu/produkt/kurs-sternik-motorowodny/		Sea-Adventure szkolenia i rejsy		1641	https://facebook.com/SeaAdv	0		BOOK_TRAVEL						1691564400		View Edit Delete
435520	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	10/1/24, 6:15 AM	1709511127	1727781334		234		1069485727547416		2.9473279326325E+14		1695366000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858884328520042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1695255971	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/380538449_1404809736914663_4493896174649022756_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fg8DkBjwia8AX8hkKJr&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAkF2UXernHINcBORi8h6NsbOlQfuhBYmBRrss7bLU5vw&oe=65E9B8A8	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/380530243_287427417372220_4560853986161334026_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=E60N43CLcOgAX--dRuV&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfA0UxqBPX9I23xi67z3H5IoGe3T9D-Ier-EZ67xgBs3RQ&oe=65E9396E			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT20nfI5_qfkTOVtFv-pY8DfToPWjWBT3S7n6FLghgqmtENAGurBvWt4b90KVJqx0ukqng_1m49DIoYPiaq3mS38jDF4x7v9K1vaSKUoMCoJXuYNPtu4KNyoiqYdhKqm1XBYCdN-Ikm-udOJumD2xhH5Pjenhqfi9VALsA" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1695279600		View Edit Delete
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You never play with girls more than once. You should be thanking me because I’m just making it easy for you.” “Is that what you really think of me?” Enzo asked. He didn’t try to hide his voice at all. For some reason, I felt more confident confronting him now. “Everyone knows you’re a player who only has fun with girls once before moving on to the next,” I said, stepping around him. He didn’t block me this time, but turned and frowned. “Well, you’re different,” he replied. Was this some sort of prank? The hockey captain, the star of the school, and a player thought I was “different” enough to keep talking to me after we spent a night together? I wondered if Lisa or Justin put him up to this to rub it in that I would never find love. Enzo stepped closer to me and brushed a bit of hair out of my eyes, finally lowering his voice to a whisper. “I want to have a second time with you.” Chapter 1 Nina It was the night of my coming-of-age party. I was most of all excited for one thing: tonight, Justin would finally announce that he was my boyfriend. Justin and I had been seeing each other for a couple of months now, but we had kept things under wraps so far. Frankly, I would have preferred to make our relationship public right away -- he was one of the most handsome and popular guys on campus, and was on the hockey team -- but he insisted that we wait until the right time. “I want to save announcing our relationship for a special night, baby,” he had told me. I had been asking when he would make our relationship public for a while, but maybe he was right; it was best to wait until a special time. That meant that he really loved me, right? As I stood in front of the mirror and admired myself, I felt confident that Justin would make our relationship public tonight. I prepared a surprise for him under my outfit now because I was certain that we would finally spend our first night together. Aside from the surprise above, which was a hot red lace set that I picked out at the mall a couple of days before the party, I was wearing a short, tight skirt that showed off my curves, a pink crop top, and heels. I wore red lipstick and black eyeliner, too. I felt a bit awkward wearing an outfit like this, as I usually dressed in jeans and hoodies; but my roommates, Jessica and Lori, insisted that I dress up for the party. The only thing that I kept the same about myself tonight was my hair, which had bangs and two long braids. I always wore my hair like this and never liked it any other way. Some people said it was childish, but I thought it was cute and practical. “You look so hot, Nina!” Jessica said as I came out of the room. “The guys are gonna be all over you!” I didn’t say anything about Justin. Even my own roommates didn’t know about our relationship. Lori looked at her phone and took another swig of her drink. “Everyone should be here any minute,” she said in her low, sultry voice. Lori was the quintessential “goth girl” on campus, which was a stark contrast from Jessica’s bubbly nature and my studious attitude. Somehow, though, we were all best friends. Just then, the door burst open with the first guests arriving. The group of guys and girls flooded in, whooping and hollering, excited for the party. With a grin, Jessica cranked up the music and started greeting people while I stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. Lori walked over to the couch and sat down, scrolling on her phone; she really only ever came to parties for food and drink. Soon enough, the suite was full of people. The LED lights flashed red, green, and blue while the music played loudly, and the guests started getting excited and playing games. The main attraction seemed to be the bar table, where the boys competed like their lives depended on it, but people also hung out around the seating area, played games, and talk on the balcony. A while into the party, Justin finally arrived. I got excited, but instead of coming over to me and greeting me, he simply made a beeline for the bar table and joined the game. During a lull in the game, I sent Justin a text: “Well? Are we gonna announce it?” I watched from the corner as he pulled out his phone, read the text, then pocketed his phone again. He looked at me and subtly shrugged, then returned to his game as though he didn’t even know me. “Are you okay?” Jessica said, coming over to me with an extra drink in her hand for me. I shrugged. “I’m just not much of a partier, that’s all,” I said. “You just need a little courage, that’s all!” she said, clinking her bottle with mine and taking a big swig. I looked down at my drink and frowned. Jessica was right, but the drink wasn’t going to cut it -- not with how Justin was treating me tonight. “How about something more exciting?” I said. Jessica’s eyes lit up and she turned around to face the group, cupping her hands around her mouth to shout. “Hey everyone!” she shouted. “The birthday girl wants shots!” By my seventh shot, however, I started to feel woozy and felt like I was going to throw up. I stumbled down the hall to the bathroom and made it to the toilet just in time. When I was done throwing up, I stood up and made my way over to the sink, where I splashed some cold water on my face and took some deep breaths to sober myself up. I looked at my smudged makeup and my messy hair in the mirror, trying not to cry as I thought about Justin. Why was he treating me like this? Just a few days ago, we were making out behind the hockey arena and now he was acting like he didn’t even know me. Was he just nervous about announcing our relationship, or was it something else? Taking another deep breath and wiping the tears off of my face, I straightened up and decided to go talk to Justin. When I left the bathroom, however, he wasn’t anywhere to be found. “Hey, have you seen Justin?” I asked a guest. She just shrugged her shoulders and pointed toward my bedroom. Maybe he just went inside to be alone for a minute, which would give us some time to talk. I made my way over to my room, weaving drunkenly through the crowd. When I opened the door, however, I wished that I had just stayed away. Justin wasn’t alone. He was with another girl -- it was Lisa, the cheerleading captain. They were tangled together, Justin’s pants pulled down and Lisa’s clothes on the floor. “What is happening!” I screamed. The party went silent, aside from the music, which someone quickly shut off. Justin and Lisa sat up in my bed; Justin looked even more drunk and high than before, but immediately jumped up when he saw me and yanked his pants up. “Nina, it’s not what it looks like,” he said, stumbling toward me while Lisa simply stood up with a smirk, smoothing down her skirt. She strutted out of the room and bumped me with her shoulder on the way out as I continued to stare at Justin in shock and disbelief. Justin stammered as he tried to explain himself. “I’m so sorry, I-” “Justin…” I interrupted, my voice shaking. “We. Are. Done.” Without another word, I turned away and stormed out of the suite with Jessica and Lori calling after me. I walked out of the dorms into the cool spring air, turning this way and that for a bit before deciding to make my way toward town. I walked for a while, fuming the entire time and muttering to myself until I finally made it to a local bar. I nodded gratefully as the bartender poured me a glass, and I sipped it miserably while he disappeared into the kitchen. I pulled my phone out of my pocket to see that I had several missed calls and “Where are you?!?” texts from Jessica and Lori, but I ignored them and tossed my phone down on the bar, taking a big swig and cursing to myself. “Yeah, I hate my phone, too,” a male voice said from beside me. I looked over to see a guy pulling up a barstool a couple of seats down. He was wearing a red flannel shirt and a sharp jawline. He was muscular, too. “I hate everything right now,” I said, swirling my drink around in my glass with my straw. “How come?” The boy looked at me, and just then, I came to a shocking realization: this was Enzo, Justin’s hockey captain, the star of the school, every girl’s dream boy. And he was sitting next to me, in this quiet dive bar, talking to me. Chapter 2 Enzo must have noticed the expression on my face when I finally recognized him, because he smirked and held out a napkin for me. “Your makeup is smudged.” I blushed and grabbed the napkin from his hand, using it to wipe away my makeup while Enzo continued to stare at me. “Rough night?” he said once I finished cleaning up my makeup. “I guess you could say that,” I replied. “You know,” he said, his deep brown eyes studying my face, “you look better without makeup.” His words made me blush even more. What were the odds that the hockey captain would be hitting on me on the night of my birthday, right after my boyfriend had cheated on me? “Do you treat all the girls like this?” I said suddenly, surprised and embarrassed at my own question. It must have been the drink. Enzo simply smirked again and finished the last of his drink. He reached forward and brushed a bit of hair out of my face. “If you’re so intrigued by how I treat girls, why don’t you come and see it for yourself? I live in Dorm B, fourth floor. Room 409.” His voice was low and sultry, and as we leaned closer together, I felt my breathing become slower and more aroused. I frowned then and pulled away. I needed comfort tonight, but not that sort of comfort. “No way,” I said, crossing my arms. “I know your reputation. You’re a player.” “So what if I am?” Enzo murmured. “It’s your decision, but my room is open to you all night. You can just walk right in. No need to knock.” With that, Enzo sat back up and tossed some money down on the bar. “I’ll pay for the lady’s drink,” he said to the bartender, then threw his jacket over his shoulder and sauntered out of the bar. I kept sipping my drink while I thought about the unexpected proposition. Enzo was well-known as an adonis, a handsome player. Ever since Enzo and Lisa -- the cheerleader who stole my boyfriend -- broke up last semester, Enzo became known around the campus for being a bit of a player. He never had another girlfriend after Lisa, and seemed uninterested with women when it came to knowing them for more than one night. I had never been interested in those deeds. In high school, I was nerdy and never had a chance with any of the boys. The one time I thought I had a chance when the football quarterback asked me to prom, it turned out to be a prank. The whole school laughed at me as I showed up in my blue dress, excited to dance with the quarterback, only for him to trip me and make me fall on the dance floor. “Why would I want you?” he had said, pointing and laughing. “Fatty Nina will never have a boyfriend!” After that, I swore that I would just focus on my studies. I eventually grew out of that phase once I started college, and lots of boys tried to get me to hook up with them, but I just wasn’t interested. If I was going to let a boy interrupt my studies, he would have to be perfect. I had thought that Justin would be the one. He seemed so sweet and kind, but I guess that wasn’t the case. After this, I felt like never falling in love again. “Sorry to say this, young lady, but the bar’s closing soon,” the bartender said, breaking me out of my deep thought. I nodded and finished off the last of my drink, then stood and left the bar. The thought of going home right now almost made me sick. Maybe I didn’t have to go home tonight. I showed up at Enzo’s place a little while later. Before I walked in, I hesitated for a little while as I considered just keeping my dignity and going home. But I was all dressed up tonight with expensive lingerie, and besides… with Justin and Lisa’s double betrayal, what would be a better way to get back at them both? Taking a deep breath, I turned the knob and walked into Enzo’s dorm. He was sitting on the couch when I arrived, as though he had been waiting for me. “Changed your mind, eh?” he said, standing and crossing the room toward me. He was much taller than me, and muscular to boot. This close, I could smell his cologne. It sent a shiver down my spine. “So,” he said, “what changed your mind? I thought my reputation scared you.” “I just… Could use a little comfort,” I said. Without saying anything, he leaned down and cupped my chin with his hand. He kissed me deeply. He was soft and sweet, much unlike the rough and rugged hockey player who I had thought he was. After we kissed, he wrapped his arms around my waist and picked me up to carry me to the bedroom. We never left each other the whole way there, and when we arrived his dimly lit bedroom he slammed the door behind us and laid me down on the bed. I was trembling, but there was something surprisingly gentle about Enzo’s touch. I had expected a careless brute who only cared about getting himself off, but as he leaned over me and gave me a shockingly sweet, gentle smile, I realized that my assumptions were wrong. Enzo kissed me deeply again, his body pressing against mine. I felt myself relax beneath his touch as my heart began to patter, a wave of emotion washing over me that I hadn’t ever felt before. But there was something that he didn’t know; something that made me nervous and worried that he wouldn’t want to be with me that night after I told him. “I should tell you that I’ve never done this before,” I whispered. Enzo was silent for a few moments. I was worried he wouldn’t want to continue after learning this about me, but then he merely smirked. “I figured,” he replied, leaning down to plant a gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. “I’ll be gentle with you.” When Enzo touched me after that, he kept true to his promise to be gentle with me. As his hands ran along my body, I noticed that he kept looking up at me with his soft brown eyes as though he was checking on me, and he gave me time to relax before trying to take it further. I was nervous, but something about the way he looked at me gave me a little confidence, and I couldn’t help but wonder if I had been wrong about the hockey player. A few minutes later, he looked me deeply in the eyes as if to ask if I was ready. I was trembling all over, partially from nerves and partially from the tingling in my body. “Lingerie, huh?” he whispered, sounding somewhat amused when he saw my innerwear. I blushed. “Since you went to all that trouble, why don’t you give me a show?” Still blushing, I took a deep breath and did as he asked. My hands shook at first, but soon I began to gain a little more confidence from the way that he looked at me with so much fire in his eyes, and I didn’t feel so nervous. Finally, I revealed myself to him as the last of my clothes hit the floor. Enzo’s eyes were wide as he gazed at me, but the slight smirk on his face never left. Then, with a soft smile, he held his hand out for me. I took it, feeling how small my hand was in his calloused palm, and couldn’t ignore the way my heart fluttered when he pulled me close. We laid beneath the sheets after that, our limbs tangled together and our hearts so close I could feel it beating through his ribcage. I was scared at first, but Enzo reassured me that it was okay. “I’ll be gentle. I promise,” he whispered gently, cradling me close to him. …… When it was over, Enzo and I laid in bed for a minute before he got up and put on his underwear. I sat up, feeling both heavenly and ashamed of myself. There was something different about Enzo now; his body language seemed more wild and dominant, and when he looked at me, his pupils were dilated. His eyes almost seemed like a different color. He smiled at me then and his teeth were sharp and glistening. My heart started to race as I felt like he was a wolf and I was his prey. Swallowing, I stood and put the rest of my clothes on. “See you around.” Before Enzo could reply, I rushed out of the bedroom and left the dorm. What was that look he gave me? Why did he look so… feral? Chapter 3 It was almost four o’clock in the morning by the time I finally returned to my dorm. Jessica and Lori were already asleep in their rooms judging from how dark and quiet everything was. The suite was a mess from the party and we would no doubt be spending the next day cleaning, but I was too hungover and tired to care at the moment. It appeared as though Lori and Jessica must have changed my sheets for me though, which I would have to thank them for in the morning. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep on the same sheets that Justin and Lisa had lied on. As I lay in bed trying to sleep, I was kept awake by my regrets. Had I just given myself to a near-stranger? A womanizer? All to get revenge against Justin and Lisa? I had never been so impulsive like this, especially when it came to love. Right now, I felt embarrassed and ashamed of this blunder. Enzo was incredibly attractive and the time we spent together was wonderful, but right now, I just wanted to forget about it. When I woke the next morning, my head pounded and my stomach hurt from all of the drinks from the night before. I rolled out of bed, ignoring my appearance as I stumbled into the kitchen in my oversized t-shirt and shorts. I just needed some coffee. “You know, you could’ve at least told us where you went last night,” Lori said from her usual spot at the kitchen island. She had a cup of coffee in front of her and was reading A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. “I’m sorry,” I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. “I just needed to get out.” “Why didn’t you tell us that you and Justin were a thing?” Jessica suddenly said, emerging from her room with a towel around her hair while she wore a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers. She folded her arms and glared at me, pouting. I hung my head low as I poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to hide it as the tears started to well up, but it was no use. Jessica rushed over to me and wrapped her arms around me while Lori watched with a sorry expression on her face. “I’m sorry,” I said between sobs. “H-He told me he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public. I t-thought he was just being a gentleman.” “Trash,” Lori replied. “Most of them, anyway. Don’t beat yourself up over it. You can do way better than Justin Thurlow.” Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Lori. “Yeah,” she said. “Screw boys. You’re smart and hot and you’re gonna be a doctor! Who needs boys? C’mon, let’s go get some breakfast.” Jessica and Lori were right. Boys were just a waste of time, and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and went with my roommates to the dining hall. “Oh my god!” Jessica exclaimed as we approached the dining hall. She squealed and pointed at none other than Enzo coming out the door. Jessica’s excitement garnered the attention of other nearby girls, who also squealed and waved as Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair and used it to shield my face. I just wanted to shrink down into myself. Why did I have to run into Enzo right now, the morning after what we had done? To make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us. Even Lori seemed a bit excited at his presence. Did he even remember our night together, or was he confused by how strangely I was acting? “Hi, Enzo!” Jessica said, twirling a bit of her hair around her finger. “Are you excited about the homecoming game today?” I kept my gaze fixed on the ground, letting my bangs fall into my face, but I could feel Enzo’s stern gaze on me. “Yeah,” he replied. “Although, it’s not as exciting when we always know we’re gonna crush the other team. I hope they put up a good fight.” Jessica giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. I took a chance and glanced up, hoping to see Enzo walking away, but was met instead by his strong gaze fixed on me. He looked far less animalistic now; maybe his appearance last night was just a trick of the light or a result of the drink. Enzo had his arms folded as he looked at me. He looked almost disapproving. Was he upset that I walked out on him last night? It hardly seemed likely, given his reputation, but my heart still ached a bit. “You ready for practice, Enzo?” another guy said, striding up to us. He looked Jessica up and down hungrily, then glanced at me before looking at Enzo. Enzo nodded and stuck his hands in his pockets, his eyes still on me. “Yeah. Let’s go.” Later that afternoon, after we had cleaned up the dorm, I was in my room studying for an upcoming biology exam when Jessica came into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink mini-skirt, a fuzzy white sweater, and white sneakers with leg warmers. She had a full face of makeup on and her hair was curled perfectly. “Oh my god, you’re not ready yet?” she said, storming over to me and snapping my book shut unceremoniously. “Hey!” I said, throwing my pen down on my desk. “I was studying.” “Studying can wait,” Jessica replied. “Come on, let’s go to the hockey game! I heard some rumors that Enzo is planning on using some new moves.” My heart leaped up into my throat. “I’m not going,” I said, opening my book up to the page I was on. Jessica clearly didn’t like my response, because she stamped her foot on the ground angrily. “Aw, come on!” she whined. “You’re not really gonna make me go alone, are you?” I didn’t have the heart to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. If she knew that I slept with Enzo, she would be heartbroken. Jessica had been pining away for Enzo since our first semester. He had never given her too much attention, but still, she went to all of his games, cheered him on, and even watched all the live streams of his tournaments online. She always talked about how he was a genius, how his physical abilities were godlike, and how he easily won every game he competed in. “Come on,” Jessica whined again. “Please? For me?” She batted her eyelashes. I sighed and closed my book again, rubbing my tired eyes. “Alright,” I replied, although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star hockey player again. “I’ll go. But you owe me.” Jessica grinned and pranced out of the room while I got ready. I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the university logo on it and jeans. Jessica seemed a bit disappointed in my outfit choice but didn’t say anything as we made our way to the hockey arena. The whole way there, Jessica prattled on about Enzo. “His figure is just so perfect,” she said. “All of those appear in my dreams!” I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo made the memories of last night come flooding back… It made my body tingle. I tried to shake the thoughts out of my mind the best I could as we got in line to walk inside the arena, but I just couldn’t. The feeling of Enzo’s strong eyes on me as we were together, our limbs intertwined, was burned into my memory. I only hoped that I could leave this game without being seen by Enzo or Justin. Chapter 4 We walked inside the arena, which was already packed full of excited students. Half of the arena was reserved for our university, while the other half was reserved for the other university. Our school colors were burgundy and gold -- the other university was blue and black. “Let’s find a good seat,” Jessica said. I followed her up the stairs, then we shimmied between rows of seats toward a couple of empty spots. Once we had our seats, I could hear the conversation between other girls around me; their talking points mostly centered around Enzo. “Do you think he’ll make us succeed again?” “Of course! Enzo always plays perfectly.” “I feel so lucky just to be attending the same university as him!” I cringed a bit at the conversation and scrolled on my phone while I waited for the game to start. Beside me, Jessica pulled out a pair of binoculars and started scouring the ice rink. I can see the cheerleaders performing an energetic opening dance on ice skates before the game, with Lisa in the lead. She looked dazzling in her skimpy uniform, with her perfectly tanned legs and her hair pulled up into a high ponytail with a bow. She waved her pom poms around to hype the crowd up. Looking at the girl who stole my boyfriend made me sick. I had never been much of a sports fan, but the way the crowd was getting excited made me excited, too. As the hockey players skated out onto the rink, some of them skated up to certain cheerleaders who were their girlfriends and kissed them publicly. I could see Justin and Lisa exchanging glances. Justin had never brought me to his games, even though we had been dating for a couple of months. When I did go to his games, he never paid any attention to me until after. I thought that he was just shy at the time, but now I knew that he just didn’t want Lisa to see us together. “Don’t pay any attention to Justin,” Jessica said, handing me the binoculars so I could see better. “He’s not worth your time.” I took the binoculars and peered through them. For some reason, I searched for Enzo. I didn’t know why I wanted to see him so badly, but I did. And he saw me. Somehow, despite the thousands of students in this massive arena, Enzo looked directly at me. It was as though he had a sixth sense, like he knew exactly where I was without even having to think. Even from here, I could see the hint of wildness in his eyes from the night before; like I was his prey. I quickly gave the binoculars back to Jessica as my face turned red. Enzo turned away and skated out to the middle of the rink, skating around in circles and pumping his hockey stick in the air while the crowd cheered. All around me, girls screamed and swooned while guys whooped and hollered. The game started. I lost sight of the puck quickly, but was able to follow the game by watching Enzo, who skated as fast as lightning and moved nimbly around the rink as though he was born with ice skates on his feet. He would perform quick moves with his hockey stick to fake out the opponents, hitting the puck between their legs to one of his teammates before zooming away. He moved so quickly that he was almost like a flash. For some reason, it seemed almost supernatural to me… but no one else seemed to notice, so I figured that it was just in my head. Soon, the opponents became frustrated and aggressive. One player in particular -- I think he was the captain of the other team -- started following Enzo closely and trying to trip him up. “C’mon, Enzo!” Jessica shouted. “I hope he doesn’t get hurt,” another girl said from beside me, sitting up in her seat to see over someone in front of us. Enzo scored a goal, and suddenly, the other team’s captain threw his stick and his helmet down on the ice and tackled Enzo. The crowd gasped as they tussled on the ice. The other player threw punches at Enzo while Enzo only blocked and dodged, clearly not wanting to hurt the other player. It was now that I finally realized how much pressure was on Enzo as the star hockey player. I held my breath as I watched the fight, images of us that night flashing in my mind. For some reason, I cared enough about Enzo to not want him to get hurt. I didn’t care to look at Justin for even a second. The referee blew his whistle and broke up the fight. The crowd cheered as Enzo stood and put his helmet back on, covering his curly hair. The other player was put on the bench for his behavior and the game continued with a penalty for the other team. During halftime, the cheerleaders returned to the rink and began their halftime show. “You hungry?” I said to Jessica. She looked at me and shrugged, too involved in her conversation with another girl about how charming Enzo looked dodging the unsportsmanlike competitor during the fight. As long as I had known her, Jessica always had an easy time making friends. I didn’t mind it, because I was more introverted and appreciated the fact that she usually took control of all of the socializing at things like this. I stood and shimmied out of our row, then went down the bleachers toward the food stands. My stomach was growling and the smell of soft pretzels was making me even more hungry. “One soft pretzel, please,” I said to the vendor. “And water, too.” I handed my money to the vendor and waited for my pretzel. Just then, I felt someone watching me and turned around to see none other than Enzo. He was standing with his teammates by the side of the rink as they rested and drank water, but he was staring right at me. His eyes almost glowed. My heart started to race as I found myself unable to break away from his strong gaze. Something about him made me want to walk over to him as if I was in a trance… “Miss? Hello?” The vendor broke me out of my trance. He was holding out my pretzel and my water. “Oh… Sorry,” I said. “Thank you.” I took my pretzel. When I turned back, Enzo was no longer looking at me and was instead entrenched in a conversation with a teammate as though he hadn’t just been staring into my soul. I considered going back to Jessica, but after the encounter with Enzo finding me in the massive crowd and staring at me just now, I only wanted to leave. I decided to make up an excuse later and just go home; Jessica had made some friends already and probably wouldn’t even notice my absence. She could fill me in on the results of the game later. I left the arena, tossing my uneaten pretzel in the trash on the way out as my stomach suddenly felt too sick to eat. The cool autumn air was a bit of a relief as I walked back to the dorms, although I still felt stifled like I was being watched… or hunted. How was Enzo able to spot me in the crowd like that? And why did he always look so animalistic and hungry when he looked at me? I had never heard any of his many other flings complain of such a thing, so maybe it was all in my head. It had to be. Why else would Enzo seem like such a predator?		Listen to books		145	https://facebook.com/100093148902033	0		LEARN_MORE						1692428400		View Edit Delete
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435378	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/19/25, 9:16 PM	1709511125	1745115406		234		1071705724244758	1	3.7091824202491E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670066610166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom bathroom name towel hook decoration	Personalized bathroom name towel hook decoration	https://www.wiieo.com/SK220		1701847256	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408729933_2798375823636731_8343535113750933176_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=nApCbH4fGWMAX_sYPKc&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDJSJXvD5OFiV8RFVmHixJra_pZLc6s986BCnztHuNeiA&oe=65EA306A	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408721439_251246467968702_629665817569274608_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=EH7Xbbl7lksAX8UXGGe&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBsN41tF1Np8tk9XjQAj_vUP246rANHmsGYT9gh6f7KOQ&oe=65E9962D			0	3	💘 Personalized bathroom name towel hook decoration 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK220&amp;h=AT2yxUrbMP1DES-EZ3LlVjV5U2s30R4cX7-3td739q7eJmXuDHXrGvyPfzdljz-6w7Z3gFnTOJIObKyBp33aQmaeIN2j8Is9G-AAeEq8Q64rI8ceEa9mddWw6IUQn-ekPfNZY03cOh5aCcxv77kuD-HB7mI" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK220</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435452	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/11/25, 8:43 PM	1709511126	1749692634		234		6864911066877348	8	8.5249263307042E+14		1698044400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23862027378580392		www.awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights		https://www.awoao.com/SK195		1697689312	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/393723306_1690690644757702_4111330926663570390_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=RIrDpCuHL2EAX_o9m4l&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfD_KFDtEWQj--uWkKnizLBkdmaWsGA08p0-vTdCV1Gv3w&oe=65EAD0D9	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/393915511_336960648910251_7670948554463225831_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xhnDbb8YwRMAX-LvOf4&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfC447-JLSAj4dQvV4SmtnN_9oD9FFEaxbGOr-MStAK3ng&oe=65EA9E63			0	3	💘 Personalized Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK195&amp;h=AT1-nzvwH1o0n68bNWL5CmlypuQE-CwByGAcs6IMskpV1b8nmee7qy2NxyLqTp2mkQiJ16e9ZmlWAf0Y9X21fhzRXmzU3ti0XVDL_i3pAMqPeCeZF82378ReK7xylziqnFQiZpealObjwFuuqi06eDGsjM6vZL4jhaYLTw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.awoao.com/SK195</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1697698800		View Edit Delete
435372	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	11/15/24, 3:07 AM	1709511124	1731640023		234		885645046613631	2	2.4045037844953E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670645820166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Butterfly Name Decorative Lights	Personalized Butterfly Name Decorative Lights	https://www.wiieo.com/SK138		1701847628	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406704933_3566016480351090_7603695126280641193_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=C8lop7_uJ-AAX_MF97E&_nc_oc=AQk1wjwLkcx6wCzUr2J3GsOKrufCLGpsDSKVjj4b1nFDptjomqZry-y_mNeDSJhLKSY&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfC7h4TR0XGsSG2Xm-rgUDjx5MakYRE3KpbLHxn0Z_ueEg&oe=65EA98F0	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406691773_675409021395355_4817319361489069089_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=0lpcSS_lQdYAX89qN_9&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCrX0sAIvNmpPSioPLRd6aMq_yzBs5Wl_Q9n4SqYdSz1w&oe=65EA3361			0	3	💘 Personalized Butterfly Name Decorative Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK138&amp;h=AT0UoYSRIPjI0nOlCSlGqYcWjMDWT_J0Jg0J6dCK9T6liCiD5UEaaTrwET_aROOauiswHUao2fhnrMjmQzRuXuJqSe1nPJZ8TB3I5YfcO6tBmCOXdtRh1JZdfJfQEsLIlFuYoglhlq7Xp5N1lZKbRKkPevk" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK138</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435358	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	11/15/24, 3:54 AM	1709511124	1731642843		234		334174329321088	1	1.4190090786741E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670565240166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom hand in hand red heart plaque	Personalized hand in hand red heart plaque	https://www.wiieo.com/SK118		1701847559	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408517809_177082142157834_1125733840930428892_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=8sC_OfTFEJ8AX_VSMdN&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCV1T5lOLUr_LGHTA7cATYULvey-czJVNbkg0wS6LqTLw&oe=65EAB220	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent.ftpa1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407659346_677349681197963_1699784135740267189_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zpnxMWXJ-xUAX9ucNjl&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-2.fna&oh=00_AfB7NhVFqHdqrYjrFiaHZXR6Yhwo2wHaBc5iN4KrkMrZbA&oe=65EA6564			0	3	💘 Personalized hand in hand red heart plaque 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK118&amp;h=AT0Wkgr3WqF6RD-gjKtdHPU6XY9cnpZVMPe1b5XaibLbrlbJ1k9EVIjBB5qLgEwFEqzZrGcp4sJ3WNbkOlYjVPpYbWDeecMn5k-UnBbD_mCAj7E5A-Ci9QrXxi0HqBVVvlBFwdY_CRTuzSWcljgu3DZ5ir2w7jFkXyVj_Q" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK118</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435430	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/12/25, 2:57 AM	1709511125	1749715060		234		1017907352783561				1697698800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23861326755340392		www.awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights		https://www.awoao.com/SK195		1696990131	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387815586_1437917310490429_2313967351040043036_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-GfA32gOiDEAX8rk1VW&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfCRZy-PiU-kEk3gc3ghYs4cC0WlY08nM-vWRVd_HOuaMw&oe=65EA65F2	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387787947_1057160072124365_1600913461625833905_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yKpCD7aVsm0AX9G1dKm&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfDaFLL1RXrfcjYlAtyC5D2wWrvbb5bMb_F26VEG9riNQQ&oe=65E93644			0	3	💘 Personalized Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK195&amp;h=AT3HOBvnhyHAdWEvf5c-I0y9TLJuFPAk3yRLsl_hSM9S7djZ3LzKfjFglmrId_o1tKV4BoC99TW58H6XSGmpSb8nnrN6Ci0E_KJkSAk8YbZks1kGc0SzFlXcx84SmAk0V2PRaqPBWCtzmnscUOp4F0Wu_h2yQkI5SDLcxw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.awoao.com/SK195</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1697094000		View Edit Delete
435401	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/29/25, 10:02 AM	1709511125	1745938951		234		328742763276435	1	7.3578522811695E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150158500124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Couple Photo Keychain	Personalized Couple Photo Keychain	https://www.ainki.com/SK251		1701852666	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408842674_1572340643511077_3771386794024851848_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=eempfGDaEIcAX-TOHIZ&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDU0cWFnCPjYuQoy3Ws6-oYz4jgEV8dMaChPHJaly0QqQ&oe=65E9E935	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407887621_909082040609790_5951576990535828255_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=k_d1B_Qi5asAX9eZwOX&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDaCIVp0t5gPRiGXLma-GBa6IxDaLPIqpETjFxX3fmYww&oe=65E905F6			0	3	💘 Personalized Couple Photo Keychain 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK251&amp;h=AT3bx2x7WPLG6dcbkTCAiBH7Wj_g_majaPKYwvsVCgHO1vRg_unV1yfTIDGyEdEhr2rkHF4UkPUlDnX_THI8HyulVZx6cQUeTkGLAK44Y0QgEYVyXj9C24f6FIwzzbdOMAYcInvHgObLLyVAQ9JWuuhze-dM_3GdWsjJ6skg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">https://www.ainki.com/SK251</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435531	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/6/25, 12:31 AM	1709511127	1738801863		234		873815321058589	1	3.4984531776231E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944450773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Skull Couple Black Rose Heart Keychain	Personalized Skull Couple Black Rose Heart Keychain	https://www.jacacas.com/SK309		1702109256	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409122231_732688848233186_1115071905755299964_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=PyFzblx71ZQAX-59dGK&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBoNknQL4g9pz01L7dOCkuip6R4I2e2o1cD4yfwruB0zA&oe=65EAD9FA	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408424415_1067138724635365_3713827367951748878_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hTdVQXR2A4gAX8FvOWG&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfA6GECNyYGLCvIYa6Gbo5OkuxnDKR_Scjr4ZvSjTe_Gvg&oe=65E918E4			0	3	💘 Personalized Skull Couple Black Rose Heart Keychain 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK309&amp;h=AT2rjf7oaRJPMUSXFBOzKcIUrmhiijltAUlTElHZCRz6hQ7c2fTjfhbylxh7ltSSSf9tA_aXTptUxrMxe5ddjAOV0QP5zR2DWjF1hKNJ8lzUg8SH7I_1pNGss-7NK43VQdgTVq1iylxwc7oCVdEE4B8lWZ0bvg_4WdXglg" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK309</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435418	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/6/25, 12:39 AM	1709511125	1738802343		234		703494765131634				1696057200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101205886195703		0	beneio.com			23859444890590354		beneio.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom football night light	Personalized football night light	https://www.beneio.com/SK165		1695716063	1.012058861957E+14	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382233355_157177400780819_5371459194643096228_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=fOCUHGQP2-sAX86iD_0&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfD1sdz6DsEyAwE28ETGUhaiLQg15BvCyilLYpW_NhgFRA&oe=65E95990	person_profile	0	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382236093_2092133681130860_5918810577613630978_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1khXPgKoUh8AX_6A085&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBfbwzcg7YwS30J1mzaeKeb7hsrPlu4ThD_sUtEikOPCg&oe=65EA166B			0	3	💘 Personalized football night light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.beneio.com%2FSK165&amp;h=AT32iNelxAlFtbFaH_ydFCnkcbmcDXj_t_LbXAsBMTbwPps2JzaInYNliwOwPAF8O3LKSHkI2LTT_5TSJLOBQdmpTnLT_GZ2_3KIdNsD_xAek1lIunGfZGszo_ynHl5HJ7R95A9nERdg7IkCvv6S6ya3pn4" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.beneio.com/SK165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		beneio.com		43	https://facebook.com/100089147975771	0		SHOP_NOW						1695711600		View Edit Delete
435400	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/6/25, 1:05 AM	1709511125	1738803903		234		323267070149801	1	1.962660090778E+15		1693810800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23857503692780392		awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom mom mirror photo wooden sign decoration	Personalized mom mirror photo wooden sign decoration	https://www.awoao.com/SK197		1693535345	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/373580790_272537905557334_4070461361769061139_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Z80HsgJSzaEAX9JhLAR&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDXFuuWZwxkC960kBatzRmm_kpP4DEfw_eOxp7pRJX_0Q&oe=65E9E64B	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/373664105_847848140351446_1335256180321361315_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=x3M5P6Hm5eMAX-nG9h6&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfDDTAH_kiVMH8igZX7twY-EtwzfYl2WIHWR8oSKN_MfSw&oe=65E9A654			0	3	💘 Personalized mom mirror photo wooden sign decoration 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK197&amp;h=AT1pawSLv9etaaNMulAMP9YwmnpT4-0a4WYspwaSQat3I9e9oJQ9UDpFWMcVAwT_-IVAXkPHiO-vky6mrwuNkmyKvEa5WqUxq_RNuwWgGC82oDPRnEfs_0MjQ6kfQAF2g2hswBQmnBxc3Q0JxjseC0BPiohjXM_sztXrKFi-" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">https://www.awoao.com/SK197</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1693551600		View Edit Delete
435355	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/6/25, 1:32 AM	1709511124	1738805523		234		220736931066029	1	3.093475648259E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670557340166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Photo Calendar Keyring	Personalized Photo Calendar Keyring	https://www.wiieo.com/SK122		1701847556	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406889549_716353013478845_7780886817685799122_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=69pLtK_xn8kAX-sTAn1&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfAhmo4SMuabqoZLH-Njcph5mlOaAnT55gmKJZzVOOQgGA&oe=65EA164F	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-mia3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408696126_212633991880378_8018257479252779249_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YcBl28W3WisAX85IOV4&_nc_ht=scontent-mia3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBiEP-wgjTVGoMt9ys1LdX0i2L3A8Iu__epttBpxdDQAA&oe=65E92E18			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Calendar Keyring 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK122&amp;h=AT1OoHyJrZVjhzFkzkmj2_q4T_KuTLyNCFFC_gYXRwfF_zdoX8X8j7RiwmV0vi_pLajPG0ArD3MAxSwobL7pW1Ei5xCl053UPtc4rvSXhiF6MR1TRg29U4uwcCAoghEi02vACNNeiZKaG9LOg0U_fqSImZ7czPsCigE1rg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK122</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435507	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/6/25, 1:44 AM	1709511127	1738806243		234		376236474919624	2	3.2209624080502E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944390773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom name and photo acrylic lamp	Personalized name and photo acrylic lamp	https://www.jacacas.com/SK273		1702109258	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409610818_373684081800074_7816074766560068594_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1B773nCM1MgAX_CTbeX&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDLHjQZpfB2CES-svhpiuezXavmfAz2XZn10N9uyQ8xBA&oe=65EAA0F7	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409079802_727586865902006_7089448428850850096_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=z5VPu0hSVdoAX-mmycd&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfC9r55mwxmjFJlZn311BUS4mEi5GFX3HU8LCp3wTLTenw&oe=65EA1812			0	3	💘 Personalized name and photo acrylic lamp 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK273&amp;h=AT0kWvW58iy0cUXW1_6bTGfh95b-k6fFKrYEPcfnUOLOGWcK-LcuJSv5y_wqTxuxLb-dKv6VuIJwVGiX_uVbFueVCpCMMtIqIW2Jc7VfMbcZKEFc51dd_e5I-PTURvbh1-awR6C8zGOJLAC7psuevlKAS-WTZ75UYHSrQA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK273</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435539	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/6/25, 2:47 AM	1709511127	1738810021		234		1047742836271625	1	3.1190035120784E+14		1709366400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	1	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944270773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom couple heart-shaped carving night light	Personalized couple heart-shaped carving night light	https://www.jacacas.com/SK221		1702109256	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409453761_6898470670246763_1466778917016237346_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xgeB6PFFNCEAX8raR7e&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfA_5sXkiP1pi5wMrUvbP28qicHM8_9X6U4Xc-pmYavk_g&oe=65E905EF	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409182062_1197363344984143_4568350079503334331_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FC58XP9ULH4AX-gAfky&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDK5STp7YTGXVfFS_eJ7nwGfzjoi4S3W_W3PjEqdMe7bQ&oe=65E93EEB			0	3	💘 Personalized couple heart-shaped carving night light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK221&amp;h=AT328mAyePjvE0fqqk3JSmcyJWkvbyc9GGQq0FDZ0y0Wy-wb_ayKNae49enJIxcT3zbE519X96tOV4zCCy2Xi85gL_wM7ns1cGb-WOkSFrVZOsW-kX0Y9pTa5s0HzQgklYmc4OMlTeAxJMz43aiWL7t7h9evWtrgtp2sfg" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK221</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435432	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/6/25, 3:36 AM	1709511125	1738812964		234		1034845397646059	2	2.0942084526128E+14		1694502000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			23858307121680165		www.wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom 3D Love Photo Night Light		https://www.wiieo.com/SK155		1694420688	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377986747_860451942461424_6941438013177673372_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=d7CPxZracW0AX8F41TT&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfB23W3wLNoTYfrAj0FFRprL3HUBt7yk24k2gSoqXSRcyA&oe=65E98177	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378295937_701647481380770_5607744441175332533_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=pDXOb8TYL9UAX8GMt17&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBlEFeZcP2H-c792Gs5PXZ1jq0FKRFrcb3WSXe77FB7Ig&oe=65EAB327			0	3	💘 Personalized 3D Love Photo Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK155&amp;h=AT3OlYhIonLfqqcalIy4yuQO0WZGsEG98hHojjWteoMDhuxW77sAc2e1k41hTL3JsWk9tuMXjDbJzMwVCcgUvTHsBX8hekYFv02OVrOIYX0RmMNPk5gl0-dgHV6cAhoyh6lBQHaIk0i53fnh2xOBqjNLy78zC_YGGUnCkA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK155</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1694415600		View Edit Delete
435437	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/6/25, 6:15 AM	1709511126	1738822503		234		1320697179331919	1	1.3419261973E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150280750124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom photo heart acrylic lamp	Personalized photo heart acrylic lamp	https://www.ainki.com/SK26		1701852753	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408339328_2071640386527007_4002118622822725890_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=vTomAhW1HMkAX_ddewX&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfDn79N9hHnaoh0f63dR9EtYrhnXj6lcyarcNUc4hyraZQ&oe=65E95A49	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408343912_253489944411037_4459853026813494909_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=bX1-2vniBqYAX8oLM7G&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfDfo14oscI0Ss2HPqi6V_Y0WESU8BwgoE1VIWM8QzAszg&oe=65EA6D91			0	3	💘 Personalized photo heart acrylic lamp 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK26&amp;h=AT04uW7N39zV7aWElMKTM057TJf1_eMZVPS7msVEHZkwD2l4Hk7EjIZaDi88WqTcGKBps1jxxHiSbpqIgAP5MVDQUq0w1xCt2tb5aBzF6FGavjaYzxwPgB3aBr8l3QoZDksXRX8dN_Yuzbl0eq35eAFAIHLTTUbDh4y7Sw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK26</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435434	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/9/25, 9:07 AM	1709511126	1749478022		234		1044481140091895				1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	108356178578587		0	cororver.com			120201851361720176		cororver.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom couple photo collage acrylic night light	Personalized couple photo collage acrylic night light	https://www.cororver.com/SK298		1702001393	1.0835617857859E+14	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409025815_849712383503024_8304069627951805131_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=sSQqmJY1IpMAX8yB2GE&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfDLghXo_2ngGae4X04M-oVaBp5lJDn-YbFQdfZdQwZ2Lg&oe=65E94A58	person_profile	0	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408990159_334028719347229_3722389487906087964_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ikTckFN5EkcAX--Q0g6&_nc_oc=AQmAOGWHFRR9TrTLd7SohOmfH8WbnSforDyOVP02LuS5J2AoqqeJmLJcV2jzQk-jss3PKMOnwClkWb3eHFDqjxJj&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfBICz4Vx98TL4KvTVw9gW3iYA29JRrusb_jb7JWOUKG3A&oe=65EA4D64			0	3	💘 Personalized couple photo collage acrylic night light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cororver.com%2FSK298&amp;h=AT0lSScU41luN9_3_me-dTXGD0M6sJ5AeqWXA0ZcTj3J_wE49UfdLqdFPTetYSSoRoP7B7aP9TB_AJkA4FCuQGTUwK3MUL4B7NKjd91pQN2ACxd3_I0aTgZIdShQLdqBLbn3IndmStmlVw_eTa26syU1qN-YXBKHEk_Eng" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.cororver.com/SK298</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		cororver.com		84	https://facebook.com/cororver	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435480	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/6/25, 7:19 AM	1709511126	1738826368		234		297919112939180	2	7.5056378015806E+14		1694588400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	139122370033723		0	Namnring			23858330475500605		www.namnring.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Engraved Ring		https://www.namnring.com/SKU191		1694492516	1.3912237003372E+14	Namnring	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376029233_324177483337737_6794646178209282564_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=h1mIChAzli8AX_AzgfD&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBdmSd5irYXL6lPt7dFGfJ5xoAKJJXO8AJe-MrrO-DVOA&oe=65E9636D	person_profile	0	Namnring	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376918752_225216833881973_4417668648566380574_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qxf52F9o6mMAX-DcRDa&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfDztwBRhHhogY1hVrBLYhFrRhQkyn-Y8eBO6IiNBcnqKg&oe=65E9FEC6			0	3	😍 Personalized Photo Engraved Ring 💍💍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.namnring.com%2FSKU191&amp;h=AT3ggzj6jUsr_mzjmoy-Qa3pna_NYNne_EYlgjGIvA1W7jSI-sph8GLlIfWBWaM6JCleI6QTEMtOBo-bQG-wB_mD_NrGbEIitIxht68hNPekj60RtGs_enGPawRCWAB2EdZvInBkHm3tiPefkqhZaqn-GWswpvgeLgYE9A" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.namnring.com/SKU191</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Namnring		2264	https://facebook.com/Namnring	0		SHOP_NOW						1694502000		View Edit Delete
435422	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	11/8/24, 12:11 AM	1709511125	1731024663		234		733658998612155	2	6.5003581634103E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	108356178578587		0	cororver.com			120201851361950176		cororver.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Heart Photo Night Light	Personalized Heart Photo Night Light	https://www.cororver.com/SK288		1702001393	1.0835617857859E+14	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406705777_1550976888988728_889659564706039320_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lC60WJ0OdvgAX9uj3Tu&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfCA_kNE2qgawmeebIT5fZLixRyjMk4C38dzSXaKN_evwA&oe=65E9DD7B	person_profile	0	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406722532_930536185096146_2283524267394338414_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NTLvurCCc90AX8iJGOw&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCHz7A2Evh61o_3cofftv2a7VctGTGI-6uwWveua-Wt9Q&oe=65EA3D9B			0	3	💘 Personalized Heart Photo Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cororver.com%2FSK288&amp;h=AT1ASiEjWG6Ud_nLxLc0IOpHeIGhoGzFyR4t4jdDjLcvhOMGK3y1KhcuRUU9ux7IRUPsQ8R92TxVqBqR1NODuPCHvWxBWwxYIBahqdFhCbby4dpvOF8UpqeeEc-zw3F7SoG1B3uFX-WQUPnp5Oq32gQXqMBBtRMXjr1Mzw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.cororver.com/SK288</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		cororver.com		84	https://facebook.com/cororver	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435444	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/5/25, 10:32 PM	1709511126	1738794721		234		1832514700539818	1	3.0411893211667E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150158440124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Couple Heart Balloon Photo LED Light	Personalized Couple Heart Balloon Photo LED Light	https://www.ainki.com/SK13		1701852666	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407919942_756400126506997_1793550978034449136_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=P6_68ecaDuIAX_TTgA-&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfAM39btuZITSCoWrUGL00QU_p26MnHU0aMr_nZrywrhYA&oe=65E90D2C	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407919426_1068740227639326_5594769765485280685_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ER24jkedntsAX9kTAXJ&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfBQNNoVwQ_0eoyKh0zhzAdBxZ7H_soy-tSyumSxRknchA&oe=65EAA0E4			0	3	💘 Personalized Couple Heart Balloon Photo LED Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK13&amp;h=AT1sl9N3WIDh-yPBcXVdPtKSeEea9wj04YfZnxKVNpo-F6q-QYRGU37M7u4HQn90zdphmIaRWJzKBQUn50bEhqZlYk5_5cTVBZ76irJV7O78w0FgOZJXW48qlQaxSRVH_iAFQgDDIMjknjp5DVZeVKZqIuRiJ5sj7IxFaQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK13</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435533	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/5/25, 10:38 PM	1709511127	1738795081		234		893966101941275	2	1.9811674189221E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944760773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Casino Playing Cards Metal Wall Art	Personalized Casino Playing Cards Metal Wall Art	https://www.jacacas.com/SK339		1702109258	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408461373_1059738935168170_788923385943607215_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=E7cpI0lJ6-MAX8Lf3Je&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAR4h4qfREwJIqLb4uvPCqVOCIUtYT1AF10e-_kiu8F1Q&oe=65E9A61D	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406410753_1509624909771056_1277158516859166036_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-8ywiBBmSj0AX-ptMIK&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBAEgffrueBVffHmModtLUIi3yIUFuiFjIhhLUzoeAdSg&oe=65E91555			0	3	💘 Personalized Casino Playing Cards Metal Wall Art 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK339&amp;h=AT207tixpEtzuDCZ1Q7d9MwhKFNQiP9EqBmRMSMh3FuexqaMWf6zCCcCdwPzxEesMNO-R8tMDyoQfFh6BfXzQbe7y_hgexYLS4v7K1hGy9OHOsYH7CEoP-6oBpnJAYt35TXalpcqmNQ1V1B4n4C9TlHxbr7ZNKugf5xDAw" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK339</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435551	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/8/25, 3:24 AM	1709511127	1749371058		234		1706313613211780	2	8.45619373475E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944620773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom photo crystal ball	Personalized photo crystal ball	https://www.jacacas.com/SK310		1702109257	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409534157_344642818173675_6823336249310494821_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=p9NI9Mn0bwQAX8K7nxH&_nc_oc=AQlY5E3MutI38snOe2xDmL91IkJu6tAccu84gh3hHIaX0M9WS5aumtuXHd7VjxXOBQM&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCte46Fp2M2NF896c1ckF5OMMf0Am56KE2KPji9UerZ0w&oe=65E98887	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409502915_889270342584495_1471755999595978935_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=wVzajxp58nwAX81C1uC&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfCesDJbPrtoMnluA-LNw1EMaY3GZ4zQWV7ZFrl2DOY9mA&oe=65EABDD7			0	3	💘 Personalized photo crystal ball 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK310&amp;h=AT34f1IczkP56__91F8S_UzwbYaJ18jjJW0cwvaOXd2eUlASPi2XqTGNwW0CaNSyPoU5jX2JZ7HRxo4vQiQC-wcfob2WejglRKIOBtamzre1UWu3wrZTSqyvyDCfPxS3-XuvIIQpLyO45g" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK310</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435529	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/9/25, 9:47 AM	1709511127	1746802023		234		868607484945948	3	1.0238818621236E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944430773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Letter Name Wooden Sign	Personalized Letter Name Wooden Sign	https://www.jacacas.com/SK306		1702109258	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408754591_373302215202004_7880170965536118298_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1X0hEHa2gncAX_C2yz9&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfA0NmsskYwELWHKpumErDOWdKsUh8w1j3XZw2x3OfxK2w&oe=65EAC530	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408691580_2243350565859948_3887301138958393619_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=r9l2Woj0L74AX_9dqI8&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBe06IcJOtA9rTWrCXXAtOIlYkkro_DZetQc7rJjv_hrg&oe=65EA59D9			0	3	💘 Personalized Letter Name Wooden Sign 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK306&amp;h=AT0YKTHihMKZRnI9f9aDCjvIUhZMe_3riOlB6tBNYlf1Q4GpptibVZLJaWu4SWSN4HOj2UKZDJhihy-oP41pMdqKE0N9HrczVzCj0r6tQ0qkVim-w_Z65xcY1sFkI6sHaJdleIJ8qws4gG4hwL2mQgx-TMZM2bEY-kE6wg" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK306</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435420	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/7/25, 6:57 PM	1709511125	1738954620		234		720602063301011	1	3.4921784343921E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150453530124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Name Wooden Night Light	Personalized Name Wooden Night Light	https://www.ainki.com/SK255		1701852833	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407732073_568365298816085_5534485519378530970_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=IC_kD1hqbEIAX9-WO73&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfC6ZBHNXdoSOUGptNXU2nnyG3m0VZ2YabV4Nj4pyki_RA&oe=65EA8214	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407720960_3319816514976148_2550551347503918349_n.jpg?_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=AR6XEonK8QUAX-WuHWP&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCueUSnAOXdrwiBfF2UtPtHcDO0hhCNNKrVGdvj1LDNAQ&oe=65E94EA5			0	3	💘 Personalized Name Wooden Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK255&amp;h=AT1bizYIrbxSFrtypx2E66ATFCxvAT3-FdF_zEOgr-DMRV0uOOqBcqUF0645gjNcRTYMzhszm_aeKYz1Tu4qrzxRK-Ogr435qQnUq8RrfWKGH52j33BPPJbTxfRp3u2B9S05cPDBfwsYohmBgR5DXzK04Q4" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK255</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435359	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	11/9/24, 12:09 AM	1709511124	1731110943		234		354749563906676	1	1.0109196101622E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670078690166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom family photo doormat	Personalized family photo doormat	https://www.wiieo.com/SK189		1701847260	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/393155494_369719925453536_5522664380728474104_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Ymx9hebWrLIAX9qVt6P&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCxVPPYAT1Qh-x4e9U32HGAHALCrxBKV2nlLDhwbfay3w&oe=65E9F919	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent.ftpa1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406845575_284052134590170_3240756375228877520_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NeRz82Z2MeYAX9Il3tg&_nc_oc=AQnKVzr2MM47HT6gKEwWRwMunKxxhFyGG-ufuD0EUphleDkL_1f4vgy6pnF2AhKBkOfe6j53zFjPOZAon7hjwTr-&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBpp4nNiIGGfiCHes5HhHj0joBL-ZIDHRo5jefZM-yEqw&oe=65E9C484			0	3	💘 Personalized family photo doormat 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK189&amp;h=AT3y4GLiz3mxxuNhxt5dKuliQccqSK3Y3mHXl2HHW6qDajagBaI1FGO6iNJqlUQoqklaOu3VRwkSymhLpLak0ZT4sms7fXLD5NaXeFW057f8gUTIbhc6z3EnTgXaGOLWlEg5DOoR3udzq3sgqPvSITeiVv2jTSwpiOIU331HyJHC3XsDHDU" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">https://www.wiieo.com/SK189</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435473	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/23/25, 3:35 PM	1709511126	1745440528		234		1330979704454840				1700553600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	647467912394265		0	Swanecklace.com			23862469011640745		www.swanecklace.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.swanecklace.com/SKU0165		1698799025	6.4746791239426E+14	Swanecklace.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/396967335_359914126568435_8719589321755968070_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JJMVMk1_we0AX8wOWUw&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBlOrZ5Lr--1nxtCMZIoKPbv_8F_4TRH4iifBEC1ZF3sg&oe=65E94F3C	person_profile	0	Swanecklace.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/398079451_878579063838994_2957085138469413173_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7LXJrf4gxEUAX9TA0Zh&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBmvMgB49R5DRiGI0sJ_i8WhDkIEN_if4c2lhCwEciqaA&oe=65E9CB27			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.swanecklace.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT1a9vWMvze6d7yMH5nHjFq-gM1W-bz6HCCBTwv_1S4E0lLKfiDFny0GRPQRql5-wPtyhe81pAT3fbfgSp8G6cj-h3QNMM2fRli1dMSDVXIEQx8Id0rduB4r2-MIZZEmS5Tf4gVWhvL9tPeLMqqgkc0hzstfCVTQJXr8dQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.swanecklace.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Swanecklace.com		1590	https://facebook.com/Swanecklacecom	0		SHOP_NOW						1698908400		View Edit Delete
435423	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	11/9/24, 9:50 AM	1709511125	1731145803		234		815572993912984	1	8.7880272069531E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150162030124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Engraved Name Butterfly Night Light	Personalized Engraved Name Butterfly Night Light	https://www.ainki.com/SK225		1701852674	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408060334_2716494231836637_1082087592880290374_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=3LlA32Czz4oAX9Yacg1&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBEVzyW1MYT7k5_WpuPucyYt5zwjKGbjhRdFYjWopBBng&oe=65E918D7	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407960785_374159854972150_5768288264907847069_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=rC5niyFZj8oAX925UKE&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfBE_X-jUrm_5EOkgA7tGhGgSmIOiCgkubxqvU1ADLL1gg&oe=65EA1EDE			0	3	💘 Personalized Engraved Name Butterfly Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK225&amp;h=AT19xnQRRh8449BngonfAhWWVHNhMdEmP9dXlEcnUKSq3hyDWICDlTL0s2Bu3-_DkQny5_tP-OWGLllJPrJXTKA7k1fVOTATr83p8KJTD9OEHzyctFaLN_4NFW41e1NP0qN-4-aKvtmo9UcFNvKoltFwUpxZ_2Gm7jEkzw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK225</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435421	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	11/9/24, 11:35 AM	1709511125	1731152100		234		732513225380951	2	3.6702830932964E+15		1698044400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101205886195703		0	beneio.com			120200324755070355		www.beneio.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Christmas Photo Night Light		https://www.beneio.com/SK172		1697787088	1.012058861957E+14	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/393362695_214175808230149_4087181475993841893_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=auLZSlugm7gAX_pEy0t&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDPG_q1eYupdeuaLN1nQerFTSMeCJSvORIFcZY9iP9IXg&oe=65E9F4C5	person_profile	0	beneio.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/393278114_6739286166118959_6745873964318867549_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Ct5oodboFd8AX-Xqtpo&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCQvgEgHcPQYglQWa10k3UZwoCuFG9Fy5BLCURlgKyHHw&oe=65EAFC4D			0	3	💘 Personalized Christmas Photo Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.beneio.com%2FSK172&amp;h=AT2dxcneQWj0e6HHVi2rDxEAohJNKy8CNRlaOoq5GHF3lCvu3tU9Buizx94EiCL4HjaLQFCRalw7SY_o7xYZlI20ixuz2NRmcvmcP6N8Ib91FYnn0iEPeqHf7QLsddKm1xF-LN_y27wjCUlLqefEooqoB0M" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.beneio.com/SK172</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		beneio.com		43	https://facebook.com/100089147975771	0		SHOP_NOW						1697871600		View Edit Delete
435382	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/4/25, 10:53 PM	1709511125	1738731184		234		3516248755354963	1	2.0702967398076E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670450450166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom name bracelet	Personalized name bracelet	https://www.wiieo.com/SK217		1701847496	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408352919_1029059385034659_6291554474832626202_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=uLSFxy1gJBkAX_HMg6X&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfAcU4vcMF9KedGgBqBt-FFrKI8C9sj2zL-RY0agN22new&oe=65E9E3EE	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/405424154_1067572094436660_626423467067157612_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Xel_M1UNYUAAX-Rfogi&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCKIHCmKJu_9NYtwLC1jdeKcZP5YamlFd8dGmyTCNP6yQ&oe=65EA0F41			0	3	💘 Personalized name bracelet 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK217&amp;h=AT2mNqrl2Z5qc16XB7kngieZG1UcJ5TdeFxtykDn6y6spx8NU_swHSm621VWP6rq8GzAvzmbdbqvilm613SPTeGOZbMOEj8TKrin5b3DfSE5Nc7KhtfOi87ZiZdJBVNm7vNFwA0MK73DAOhrXYlz_JMYb3M" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK217</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435428	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	11/9/24, 2:00 PM	1709511125	1731160809		234		885086086242910	1	1.8447321392831E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	108356178578587		0	cororver.com			120201851361870176		cororver.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom biker name signs	Personalized biker name signs	https://www.cororver.com/SK25		1702001393	1.0835617857859E+14	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408468369_712752897618465_1884815349744914014_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=eUeDYUaGrOIAX-aNjQj&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfAFzaonPbJbT6hDoGrjJSaBCkpKZx4j4Qjv36Rvkaieaw&oe=65EA54D3	person_profile	0	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406810143_692998039255677_9213911533014733926_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hnvmyiMv2kMAX9i7jrW&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfC1HMfXV0Ys9JvNnzaG0UwL1Q9Z3OKby75E1WhBSIPP0A&oe=65EAA737			0	3	💘 Personalized biker name signs 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cororver.com%2FSK25&amp;h=AT0Q-DVuDBdMGyXyNVZ7Xf7zQee6VWXI7WIVW8TwqPaFWRH7Hwp72-eypICaSdgjvD_Pa0CHx-9YDNxTbt3xoJVK1D7sR-JelhY4ah5zeWvz7JwmwKqqOGvEfFVRJDPpDesIGrHMVW6MuH279mH2nNBm4YW6rIMBviJzUg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.cororver.com/SK25</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		cororver.com		84	https://facebook.com/cororver	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435528	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	11/9/24, 3:06 PM	1709511127	1731164760		234		862366005613770	1	9.4801273961347E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470943130773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Birth Flower Name Necklace	Personalized Birth Flower Name Necklace with Birthstones	https://www.jacacas.com/SK70		1702109257	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409544208_261266803307378_5845013396277800783_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=dzNQ87dkJgMAX_9k_gi&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCAqk6c-9orKRJIszS7vJXfBvhxVRGEVkFXoEkuyJ08sA&oe=65E904C8	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409745424_2035397050150011_5845831320217059058_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZpkWF9wHltEAX97SYt9&_nc_oc=AQm9I_tPThsDlnwwYRRo0OSQWMs9eQlLQkO1jYW18n7kVAM5hbLIbZRu3NRc72D8jL2pMlRYXbMq99h-btkWHqwT&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCdqRCj3yIbAk4_78zbz6HuDvCj0XmyEO27ZZCDEotwaw&oe=65E9E03A			0	3	💘 Personalized Birth Flower Name Necklace 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK70&amp;h=AT1KL347ep8uEOe2MkbY0J5lilHsSw_A1erx-jT2e-R4aP8hw1FONjsnPzGte6mgjhTrGmr05dObewk1jSUIHgbeHYnCdQ5MPl5xNGczU8XLQcUFmWaCJZ48OLlpUCJPSNAnZp5ryhiQICtXrCkbVe_YyhOFfUWKQnWdoQ" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK70</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435399	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/29/25, 2:11 AM	1709511125	1748502700		234		318081377459899	2	1.0534922655675E+15		1693897200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23857503692800392		awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights	Personalized Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights	https://www.awoao.com/SK195		1693535345	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/374443641_972493687369748_6154419103155855205_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=z1TmQYRekWkAX9wrhXj&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCy8k693hmwDlzg3Rse3wc3XcGiGJO8U2-KWb75NZzWnQ&oe=65EA4C41	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/369808500_1447021129365427_3346198883913482316_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1bS8-6NNV6gAX8FF0ZW&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBSy5EmPSJeH5tcgpDYIr5KrVGLV1yg-4d6QUHYEkQqZQ&oe=65E9C12F			0	3	💘 Personalized Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK195&amp;h=AT2c1Qltvi_Hrdz9VSqAOznbXcPRsp65Lx2EOH3ELw3eeVum-SPa81DrPqK3WQx4q5T-YXc84ORnRxTs2KabpnWcAXOtAcIxxbSTdARm_OzWUVOoJ8pRN29WgIUplQISzweFigruIjLEJzQ35VjYPvxIpTQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.awoao.com/SK195</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1693551600		View Edit Delete
435424	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	11/9/24, 8:45 PM	1709511125	1731206730		234		865417094760217	8	8.5249263307042E+14		1698044400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23862027378610392		www.awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights		https://www.awoao.com/SK195		1697689311	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/393790607_819929049822341_5899847645283772713_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FP4oQEy7-VIAX_cWwqb&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfB6Jk66gxAlZ4R7R-4nnIQKGzklsO65eswbzEn3VoB0SA&oe=65EA3F01	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/393731285_1264563664223397_2291570970340868362_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=OB2Ere-AMFwAX95m7vM&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfAHcjjwUcl0AbP6khNLgKSXI-vtL-1dDfb2BdCmeTwO_g&oe=65EAC4DD			0	3	💘 Personalized Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK195&amp;h=AT3azUZqneXYlXeGabcg0cS-KphyHVvxByNE6Ufz9e_nSW7dyoPL_YtkOkyG-NK2TnBIZKCquJAIG4IhhkaKs9HSysFc-mJMKCKrFUrlsEmVYGxhSomLK8Rb8dKmPwO_7MMWkroCfumQQ7hxB335DnGcc9xk-IBTxULtAQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.awoao.com/SK195</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1697698800		View Edit Delete
435419	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/10/25, 2:45 PM	1709511125	1744314329		234		716227687096783	1	1.3290074944855E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150443720124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Couple Memorial LED Night Light Gift	Personalized Couple Memorial LED Night Light Gift	https://www.ainki.com/SK286		1701852806	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408878226_381287324264836_7307433329597631976_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=VeSTYJ9-c5QAX_Z_QX7&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfD6xZAYdbvv8BKkZEP3Kt3YuVNDylfVOFRQqrh4JvkpYw&oe=65EA0128	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408308340_364352139475215_2387076240711311984_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=clGvfmgbEDcAX8VvuLF&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfALjz6KHe3v_pbMASXhIeXTUJEKGbrTaXSkci219xa1Gw&oe=65E9DC79			0	3	💘 Personalized Couple Memorial LED Night Light Gift 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK286&amp;h=AT2SU_rHGKqCv5QyKJ9D6APwvS6U1GIp7ylijfqacEp1HPTVXl19Th1twn8Yf89V9SfM8OcXEEVRjBYluWTQyiiadhTE4w4bBtO-wMd8gRSlkkkYJbo6NAWTiMvg_eU-U6JGzauVRobiGevZLCJIVBhNGIYxFfSKFAbVtnjF" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">https://www.ainki.com/SK286</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435368	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/9/25, 12:37 AM	1709511124	1739083079		234		754422423198592	1	1.1029620042136E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670646510166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom birthstone drop necklacee	Personalized birthstone drop necklacee	https://www.wiieo.com/SK96		1701847628	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407356637_217902181348999_6560868953067135245_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=bZzf4MeBBM0AX-eIpaJ&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfDTVGvSeZdBKFTn0JItJLnvETgcxtF0d6C_mlp4k4snDw&oe=65E9718D	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407367450_2552001831641857_9197756950242694061_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FK2FluWvRtMAX_NJvUg&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfC9T_nuT72U04F6bSuj7RxiiiWk0WZI8lNzgGLTExECdg&oe=65E90AD6			0	3	💘 Personalized birthstone drop necklacee 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK96&amp;h=AT3Ifjqa_tH5R2xL6HS8xG2hdbXwuEEoDKX1rx2-3ywx4ueYxmY3ph0J5pRx-b31ATI5Li3HMKZnLI_kVPOZHuKpO1ZQZ755nKkLoCQ5tQDo6iDl9A1-BeRatOlJhQqs52Vf5CRg7eawUjOAAF-FcpAfKns" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK96</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435499	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/29/25, 11:03 AM	1709511127	1748534594		234		325179083793907	1	1.3117689830517E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944190773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Birthday Flower Name Necklace Gift	Personalized Birthday Flower Name Necklace Gift	https://www.jacacas.com/SK255		1702109258	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409459504_360452583337189_491921888455053313_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=DUrhWdGB828AX8495OA&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDAp0fuVGr9jKzPN4JPlC3puU7hEqzyYq1C9Va3XF85Zw&oe=65E99FF5	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408696142_250835837783826_9086923668516278391_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=46xiPkJAVVMAX-FZBEi&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfB7FzX5lG0NMBGrqYRqhsP6GD1h_-q5b0P5mb20kOgm3g&oe=65E9DC57			0	3	💘 Personalized Birthday Flower Name Necklace Gift 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK255&amp;h=AT38wJrevmhS0awm7TgaOLBBBwQz8nq2ZVEAmVdpMI2sVAZfhDnB7kQMJyXMNGin30yUpHrekaaixmkTbttmP9i4zgGEAFexx_ef5gJjdFTdSKkGXdiAUc-iI91-MwR6bfB7_aMOn2og-nvnph4WYhQOecn8_k3j8FqCOg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK255</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435380	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/9/25, 11:06 PM	1709511125	1746850008		234		1540570336698905	1	2.9447754298318E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670650170166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Pet Memorial Gift Night Light	Personalized Pet Memorial Gift Night Light	https://www.wiieo.com/SK128		1701847631	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408034641_862737025546254_1098092021404844158_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=eW__q2hDtmgAX8_RYOM&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCOuqNPZrBp-wEUOg8UUfeZCP4XIvr0R5iGNesu2PYQyQ&oe=65EA9177	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407956449_884103036488774_2135428924025529840_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=cxMJ_DGdmlUAX8W9KIn&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBV6fuqnw1U_QcSfdQ74qRM7eKOMmQXHx2IVng7dDSyTg&oe=65E9C6CD			0	3	💘 Personalized Pet Memorial Gift Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK128&amp;h=AT2ohA1i5WUPgYDuf_P32t9TfgN6oMQoVqrB7rDP6yJtp4wJfZCR2Q_TXRNh6ZiQrQg4BkxxlhCfjVC8By-Wrn9QffWDtHW-hmbZkMjJemGoalc7TBpAjEzZKLDpg57TOVuCHReu1-fltBG2HDO5XlxLVlM" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK128</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435512	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/7/25, 10:07 PM	1709511127	1746673631		234		728601839189050	1	1.2265767116492E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470945100773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom friendship acrylic photo gifts	Personalized friendship acrylic photo gifts	https://www.jacacas.com/SK313		1702109257	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408070280_1258427378161011_694243715470851820_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=FYcI_B_IpR4AX-pEEtC&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDUxktv0u-Y2bCuwV9uMpvnCtWCFVNkcoqxobeHxzCI2g&oe=65EAD3FD	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/409530870_3438519349811826_4654415858218643145_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=6mSdw_Jf64sAX-ciHzv&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCqlHhgv1uk9mzUrgTieDZ2HPJ8_po1T-X1Qfkrk3wQGQ&oe=65EADEA0			0	3	💘 Personalized friendship acrylic photo gifts 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK313&amp;h=AT3wpTvj9zkCScBT-Hc8mRI9pIsNMz7zhvdwvmw6_famSjqwngtinWwefqWqQiQ0hId1TzP-_K_I1QzhKj1ZquUSIWARhGu1q23chvlC_pOiwXC8wZufxPf7sGbj66lh8lsidKPeBJ4sQEoRc3uVn2BOthrALvEaPOx4nw" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK313</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435493	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/30/25, 10:45 AM	1709511127	1748619915		234		1057787702175432	1	1.1444420369999E+15		1706860800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	122322788204563		0	Namenskette			120204959845120381		www.namenskette.mobi	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Color Changing Mug		https://www.namenskette.mobi/SKU0162		1706681531	1.2232278820456E+14	Namenskette	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/424611333_1457192311896218_5341752168288141919_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=1fbcy6L-RfQAX-DhwP2&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfD2oElfQeeW3Rh7cZl4x8-AhKCB9c6eFlnIUeX5-FJFHg&oe=65E9A6AA	person_profile	0	Namenskette	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/424715540_1623001215175069_3787465089652995775_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Y8mKc3NW6bgAX9_gRCM&_nc_oc=AQltH1cldrz9qgRXicg2ZmLGxTBhCEvLCOckA07xhuRZpZbztdag4Tj5yTMOYlezZz3SJFVKhkHw47TAxBnsPIov&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfDQqAW-aR2viGHeQsVT13vhKe0sSGYJAdwOizERXOfdWQ&oe=65EA18EB			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Color Changing Mug 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.namenskette.mobi%2FSKU0162&amp;h=AT0EWo3BTdoZjI1HWcvq8mvErnOJp-p0IzBX1wh7GdSfG5dMnUJKGNuoGwqkNEojm_oEi3P4xbSB871uYAt8rUjlr5mDn402i9agAZ_V0XfZyA0nWMerhpD20ZYDCtQalnINX77sLNq9QIeB0H6XX1F_fXAP4aRdz3459Q" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.namenskette.mobi/SKU0162</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Namenskette		80463	https://facebook.com/Namenskette	0		SHOP_NOW						1706774400		View Edit Delete
435407	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/30/25, 12:31 PM	1709511125	1748626285		234		555597996664970	1	3.3043883276077E+14		1693810800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23857503692760392		awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom motocross rider night light	Personalized motocross rider night light	https://www.awoao.com/SK198		1693535353	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/373001172_1690820808063928_6085914915963529583_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=SgHabmy8I74AX8FUwMl&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfATgG7ft05lfOI_jl7miyFrSNln_zDVFL5A0-fLRa-X8w&oe=65E91419	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/372992687_253389230364881_3684939510257322393_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JNvEpB8To9sAX-jOWzb&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDXiR3X7MM7JkOKSp-nsjzh6fCdojOh27XHtsfG2z0iDA&oe=65E9577F			0	3	💘 Personalized motocross rider night light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK198&amp;h=AT1YMagsnUDZFDiqCflcRnBgZaIL3fUgO9IYu-3dLL-6pYEyj1PP4G4BKzEhmGE6Szmaa8vZ6VIsUdDQcNVSPygfhGwF6IDBKD5HAOKVgGHcn7O3t3jpxYGHQ6F2xt6fb8i1C-LTNqYqswrZ2ZqP22o2axo" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.awoao.com/SK198</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1693551600		View Edit Delete
435553	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/12/25, 5:15 PM	1709511127	1736723722		234		1752962291888707	15	1.7452882227517E+14		1699257600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	187658008670123		0	Bijoux.cool			120201084668850263		www.bijoux.cool	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Night Light Bluetooth Music Player		https://www.bijoux.cool/SKU0162		1698890921	1.8765800867012E+14	Bijoux.cool	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/398592770_664956618951075_325334356259609768_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZvwzO6dkL90AX9ZNsgD&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfBKLYSWb1ytNATGBU0BU-2YmJGrLLX9a58w1zQ1Jc47eQ&oe=65E986EB	person_profile	0	Bijoux.cool	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/398633802_552728757031737_1053088394782067384_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=TncnNh38o98AX_pYH3i&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfCNAxk827SpWAAHQMFfIXMd97DqmLfyEMu8WwTDcmydwA&oe=65EA483D			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Night Light Bluetooth Music Player 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.bijoux.cool%2FSKU0162&amp;h=AT3VSlDv6OW3Nnf5bBv-hupXtX22Rp9VXW9suwEy6atcXBdiGkZ9Ygk7ysPrKftYry8_xI12GhobeHfSO5T-RBI7wBDZWS_hk7n3aa76ouvKsBlqI7qQgMMgxPdG-81IoqpHVviTI9DXJQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.bijoux.cool/SKU0162</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Bijoux.cool		2801	https://facebook.com/Bijoux.cool	0		SHOP_NOW						1698908400		View Edit Delete
435433	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	2/16/25, 11:39 AM	1709511125	1739727568		234		1044458800214221	1	1.034265601055E+15		1699516800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			23862095208640123		www.ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Bar Decoration LED lights		https://www.ainki.com/SK295		1698453553	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/395465644_266540552548497_5995525510244962703_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=6lxZdkim-7UAX-HiYhv&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfDmLW-cMpwwCBqHV2CY42OYS-0x6tkxdnUW5EqMQY6fsA&oe=65EA55BA	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/395597501_707648244239141_879025690312399858_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=7TIwzD6E5YkAX8jvfsY&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfDVbChR57-WOk3y4wNrbLY_Vm5gzbPM_TWYIT0E1sE21g&oe=65EA9D7F			0	3	💘 Personalized Bar Decoration LED lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK295&amp;h=AT0G_hq2l_jWBObEMiCFesyjhuXPxUVGfGP7EpDH_snScghiivpm3tLDkTg3QV9tqCGhlyJbIuNIqObgsS8E66VX4AlDIIXw0V61RIjKe-mXgwrmABh0hGBPTgEFdPDJEoG1FYAR1DcraMXcUyWQY43p-3GyvbQgh8e-0A" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK295</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1699430400		View Edit Delete
435375	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/30/25, 9:27 AM	1709511125	1746023248		234		909723053358358	1	3.886074968795E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670336580166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom marine ship metal signs	Personalized marine ship metal signs	https://www.wiieo.com/SK191		1701847404	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408474889_1554429585298586_2821401237318354730_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=VqOfF5SJGAMAX-kjj9z&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfA7ud--J4A1Cn-Z7XVFoYI-87tL4iX2W0ZapRgMn_-BQw&oe=65E9C5AB	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407711683_382503044120794_5100634785335763049_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=JfxayiJlG6gAX8ESKlO&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDZu_JgwPvILgNkWDDwx3PSi3r9GJalKHltXIzq-8G1lA&oe=65EA2847			0	3	💘 Personalized marine ship metal signs 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK191&amp;h=AT2ZFdfQHC77ZzHgOAbUdqwTDxrUHQTIYC_pu7E3VlGoLjR441pLjfDHly0Slxbt7lfhnSXeGw5kxL6Oj_WsNo2ltGBEVcHPMrMk6vmr0ItnMAIHlgyGOiAJC7b_RarkTobWPsUMXp5JDEW8JSnzhJk9q0o" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK191</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435461	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/22/25, 10:28 AM	1709511126	1745335699		234		1483087529141142		8.8986570937417E+14		1700640000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	2039961579632602		0	giftlabshop.com			23861616047470724		www.giftlabshop.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Wooden Watch		https://www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170		1697613956	2.0399615796326E+15	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/393641516_607409614725100_953909239846444635_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=S8PUL_17j_kAX99iLl4&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBMVDBAhEcm1w_AriBQOlCOCPDDYKyzayMXJaJZ9XCcxA&oe=65E9F19D	person_profile	0	giftlabshop.com	https://scontent.fmem1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/393632521_707126010862551_3829766906582643525_n.jpg?_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=k3nTI9USE4sAX9MCW8w&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-2.fna&oh=00_AfDE5ari-GYXmbKCHdTR3uZOWl7VjU5ogBDE9n_I2hy38g&oe=65EAA615			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Wooden Watch 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.giftlabshop.com%2FSKU170&amp;h=AT2b-tymwP67JOQwO4j3MHsom9IB9gG2TEgJpMFlSlHVSjEZbrPsMhsRPzvtqyLt6JPLHocmRw7qfOG2ugbxMQeVzF30F0f9G2df4--FCHamPMfriwAu7Y9hfu0bPVJP8x64SPlWxs4IqQjaTyNUvfUQbx3a4f-hxtE-Ig" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.giftlabshop.com/SKU170</a><br /> <br /> 💘 😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		giftlabshop.com		4494	https://facebook.com/giftlabshopcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1699167600		View Edit Delete
435383	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/30/25, 6:36 PM	1709511125	1746056184		234		6731748020285126	1	3.6884865847616E+15		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670449410166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom 3D double love couple night light	Personalized 3D double love couple night light	https://www.wiieo.com/SK198		1701847494	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407728398_713260887398268_4938462353165722692_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=RwbukbsZlL8AX8dhctQ&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCN9G37s3W7OKMsJK610Qr1DFghspCLcLSW0mnWys31pw&oe=65E914D5	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407766069_1744703205943036_7448241955446018991_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=kUgjMGySkhcAX9ckw2X&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfDvd7N5ZOR3xutr7kPoAQ1WAbCq8fw2YBN_M_QFza8ywg&oe=65E9CAA4			0	3	💘 Personalized 3D double love couple night light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK198&amp;h=AT2a0p89JVQcydLP9Zp_8AFi101y-Z39wX7NOsMsUvxQm5O5_pFnk8CUOVFXbMc6ks6zTh8BaENje6oY7ruBn9hqXYhZJ98ajkMK0bUFh32gILNCEcZuEjKD-04S3d9rkXy4ULwxbcCkjxuOByqv5cGD7n8" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK198</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435506	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	12/30/24, 9:50 AM	1709511127	1735573821		234		367310689301444	2	6.4989214044676E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105145992238003		0	jacacas.com			120201470944670773		jacacas.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Pet Photo Night Light	Personalized Pet Photo Night Light	https://www.jacacas.com/SK288		1702109258	1.05145992238E+14	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406401767_354899893790032_4372700532100464138_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ceISssWyWlgAX_AyCG0&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfCW5EAlvr4_YG221iQxBPX2kf0T8GUbzlA3z-3rPQmwYQ&oe=65EA6F48	person_profile	0	jacacas.com	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408421506_631068115907144_2579052412132413288_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=NKn6x0NgLIoAX-G0hrD&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfBqRS6ON7DAyECkKIb6Dm6j9ioHLdo_3NyuNLmphc9LBg&oe=65EA2880			0	3	💘 Personalized Pet Photo Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.jacacas.com%2FSK288&amp;h=AT0yM-MtS6bu5bFjHJwKHVVrrLOYbLzrCw0SvKaxsftM0qYzNHLwTmR0dGrOszFAdAHWugY_JoBHcy__mmEDJT25UvwD5hOBVn3Nlhp781xGBdJXAsDpmlOiztQSiavB-mNaqvB-ub7dY8Nl-QkXeGF3H5_uujQpX4FNyg" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.jacacas.com/SK288</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		jacacas.com		39	https://facebook.com/jacacascom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703664000		View Edit Delete
435371	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	3/27/25, 6:03 AM	1709511124	1743073438		234		869482531342403	1	8.9104949907831E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670088420166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Portrait Wine Glasses	Personalized Portrait Wine Glasses	https://www.wiieo.com/SK212		1701847264	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408764241_1069998187472931_5269572045828367047_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=2cuEAChDcP8AX8a_vA0&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfC4CplVZoK9ibmsGY34cg1eIzFNd9b0MrL2ZKYT4_1EoA&oe=65EAE666	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408396506_1512753339479676_3416566779718866618_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Vye5UaAtkvIAX8OpKb_&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfBYmIcS77z5yzpUD5M0rNB65cZyvic29BtsKy3m6Q3ugA&oe=65E90BE2			0	3	💘 Personalized Portrait Wine Glasses 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK212&amp;h=AT3CsCussKNVh7RY6zKpUkgoYAaFFjABbzpOqS0zMXx0jf8CIjc6rw7FcFWgsTDjyp6Sh8HyhFBJja5idbcDXRRQ0TT1JMtXz6R_ox0-WYVfmKss7G2Uv5167pkTxYRC8CNr6P7IcooB8itQ6ggOQFo10fU" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK212</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435392	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/24/25, 8:36 PM	1709511125	1745544970		234		249503937919582	1	6.1875328367547E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120201150583060124		ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Love Photo Wood Decoration	Personalized Love Photo Wood Decoration	https://www.ainki.com/SK259		1701852898	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407718429_3577431975857523_1754912861850582555_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=VBvf9tzT1iQAX9b_YLw&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCOFW4gQgMPeQBjVjP1adofyGwl7xx5MEfoAsh2gVTbdA&oe=65E914D5	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407633470_870455867880346_7375781463901962748_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=v43lXXWfvPkAX-9S-A8&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfANJH6tF1FYqNCVWB1qxptcTCust-2Gb7DsHTmdd_j5fg&oe=65EA9F7C			0	3	💘 Personalized Love Photo Wood Decoration 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK259&amp;h=AT22K66tdlidyBn9fmTTRDTqd1SyuULXYDA3qru71NVLD9mffR62d8VwIi5Z6T1sLjMDaqCIjaRJzZcJPduAuChW0Lv8JS3R0LNS0bc0y-5xqAiwkDeCgEldJyjxXcVU04pDWUPJPr-k0FbmZmmbt9RsDxuez0erEMdSRb4I" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="async">https://www.ainki.com/SK259</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435486	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/9/25, 4:37 AM	1709511126	1749461878		234		872722534555486	6	5.9790178575505E+14		1701244800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1884758424873484		0	Nomanneau			120201428764100337		www.nomanneau.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165		1700699678	1.8847584248735E+15	Nomanneau	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/403619231_256457167424782_4900958473610712918_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zIkWK6o2I60AX_rXhu1&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAs8MiczgURimZsBjnrChPFb9_2B-7_OVK8FVfSAFCBYg&oe=65E9113D	person_profile	0	Nomanneau	https://scontent-sea1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/403619753_1054845322226025_7355974158526837049_n.jpg?_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-38hAPhEw8QAX8k7UPs&_nc_ht=scontent-sea1-1.xx&oh=00_AfApAYgazGjRmgAcgg6zqKC3a0OtYe-IWQK44jTBn8UwaQ&oe=65EAD806			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nomanneau.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT0Dru94lBOeOJ7doENNTXjGv06HW6UtRc_m-438elAUEZDaoNiy2pv7EvjiVM2G-002-NlJ7ts_lYBz0eU9qlQXSsecqnvSrzRAqzjQDe55uUJLUYmNpGP-9EJALbDALkPEeBtODrXdmU5ojGd6s5bjPfIYdC-INRzubw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Nomanneau		8422	https://facebook.com/Nomanneau	0		SHOP_NOW						1700812800		View Edit Delete
435435	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	1/6/25, 9:13 AM	1709511126	1736154784		234		1073155004053686				1695970800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101205886195703		0	beneio.com			23859444890650354		beneio.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom stethoscope illustration optical 3D LED light	Personalized stethoscope illustration optical 3D LED light	https://www.beneio.com/SK162		1695716039	1.012058861957E+14	beneio.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382202070_1456299085160415_2407386234783942242_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=kPaN_lgl3MYAX9AhBY1&_nc_oc=AQlXONWPt83rqWdUAYbBSvIwKcVePM9U8uQG4AvkNq7q0NXwono5wPzVxCRARS-HNhnEpWMXrnEyYzZO2WEhdwAo&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBkpKLmTPznHpX1sSgjs8_zWOna_O8HLj12lbRxHNwiPA&oe=65EA106C	person_profile	0	beneio.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/382226805_134157869780580_7709448922437961692_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=lgQlGivbOo8AX_Ag-QZ&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfACfAu0VeorEOWFfVx8C8pVEa-klHBfWB4WU7xLAypqwg&oe=65EA1A96			0	3	💘 Personalized stethoscope illustration optical 3D LED light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.beneio.com%2FSK162&amp;h=AT3GIQRCuTrr5zxio1M3RJ-VU_0ZHt2PDQj-p1AjrSAMm4YdLQh43gZwzzsQi8b6NUodfaqlVwZjB-0T19eKDTUyMOS0FRs66tsqcApUQPfW3CFktQIfoKWVtW2uvRdtlschf-ilL5F3MKEk_eH1r_WaCBIAEBaPcOpusQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.beneio.com/SK162</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		beneio.com		43	https://facebook.com/100089147975771	0		SHOP_NOW						1695711600		View Edit Delete
435481	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/3/25, 8:17 AM	1709511126	1748956625		234		331820372706416				1696921200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1884758424873484		0	Nomanneau			23861777830320336		www.nomanneau.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165		1696811308	1.8847584248735E+15	Nomanneau	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387826653_1492133648290676_7703666906403729011_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=-ympZ1kHd_MAX-3FL2a&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfClVp49ILeKslrccMosHxelA6tdAsMJg2-YIWbiAE9p6w&oe=65EA254F	person_profile	0	Nomanneau	https://scontent.fmem1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387826384_333704459329387_7869775110217171048_n.jpg?_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YaOxamelv-sAX8YmQgT&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-2.fna&oh=00_AfAP_-AoX3cpKuXDwdHF6SidlZuNjBB_rRoVHFDbembRZw&oe=65EA3AD5			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nomanneau.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT0v8x0RaPdyMoXlpFNeqBjVH-JIYb9Jm_ahgokbOEdakoY-M-4cvFpLc-C7EXylo9wnf04Ooia75JtD63_dsP8tzYFi1UiRgobTaZFFvXOZngwRfbQcRku1SrJXbrQzdZsvqnBQpdQmxtYWFr-aOOwkBt58yMiTgeyLVQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Nomanneau		8422	https://facebook.com/Nomanneau	0		SHOP_NOW						1696748400		View Edit Delete
435374	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	3/19/25, 10:34 PM	1709511125	1742441672		234		905894007827004	1	7.0502120805643E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670456340166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Family Photo Night Light	Personalized Family Photo Night Light	https://www.wiieo.com/SK197		1701847499	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408768889_1730677637399934_5138527906402896011_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Qi_A-ROuTegAX9-BGVc&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfAmV6ain5Ium3gJTGrvQEnz70sgT9mBTInRvev5UNcxmg&oe=65EA1996	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407842494_1160199265309652_6971521310262523503_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=F52KOBN4d7sAX_5_-2Q&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAUF0lwR6JJ4MjxHJqGQaETfWtyeokxDLVJmp6jENCIJg&oe=65E9F93D			0	3	💘 Personalized Family Photo Night Light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK197&amp;h=AT3pyK4PDca2Qob1wWD1OAs15gEfV92s1JZJhIDbPnhGIX9VbHIk0nhrnhWRcJhWU_8x70hNr7WibqeeGnhPbFzcy5Jg4UnB921CGSdSw6jMi0_uwDPu4N7dDlir5Q7HIADX1tGQHWcr_qcb29_IFIf56gQ" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK197</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435440	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	3/25/25, 11:57 PM	1709511126	1742965058		234		1343250383297038				1697698800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23861326750180392		www.awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights		https://www.awoao.com/SK195		1696990130	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387765779_699999011607898_321877448632596617_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=105&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=F9PRKRFECpwAX_YElFK&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfBUgxrMMutnvD7KMQqxUN35HX4dhSSeBEw84fCPvgyX-A&oe=65E91337	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387773757_844389497439828_1238264084162485208_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=qc2svmCe_PAAX_RVtE-&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfAgJSi_bat_TkPoHzXOClA9WD54t3PMcOu5p7Fuv2KtYA&oe=65E9DB91			0	3	💘 Personalized Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK195&amp;h=AT0wemojmGUz9V55OFc121QfImUHB5mu2MCEXjfKIwyXIORPjQfD3IA5p-I7BkamqLc0VuuS_Qoy4pg_G4wMiANgkJCduPLX1yXExKGhOvqFIc9qjsZjgjJqZ0EExVjpNVOU0SaMIx6aLxpFSOLrFkwKlYRCZXwdHU4JiA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.awoao.com/SK195</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1697353200		View Edit Delete
435477	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	3/26/25, 12:06 PM	1709511126	1743008816		234		269061359372322	4	2.5216066090748E+14		1703059200	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1884758424873484		0	Nomanneau			23858650826930336		www.nomanneau.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165		1694570436	1.8847584248735E+15	Nomanneau	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377769998_803783584775698_6758699758668113211_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=0eptDB0cDMQAX_VSXpL&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfA7qhrVlso3_ROibFgnht6oBa4ezJJJwKEpiZXz7IT6cQ&oe=65E98166	person_profile	0	Nomanneau	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376915635_318760720545015_6573112244580633382_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hfeNcNnjh80AX9s_Alh&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfDnmrU_Kkv4Hhseyi1SBGVH4KAT_J25M5DuNAm8G7hLeA&oe=65EAE889			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nomanneau.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT2s7HOMkmYBRgGhrilNtCFyHwf80HTz8B6d9PmkQTaCYQjOJsus7MuYp0up2iuSdRq3u-RAVBj-Hzxe_6RgjJKKpecIlhmiXf3yMXzhXZ2x3SYkCGpih7RfjfWCXZqsNPym0mrOiipo14V1v2YKIXNhOKDkO9GuFsHCog" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Nomanneau		8422	https://facebook.com/Nomanneau	0		SHOP_NOW						1694502000		View Edit Delete
435385	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	3/27/25, 12:08 AM	1709511125	1743052109		234		371514545326284				1701590400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	105104329124460		0	ainki.com			120200529333090124		www.ainki.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Bar Decoration LED lights		https://www.ainki.com/SK295		1700536220	1.0510432912446E+14	ainki.com	https://scontent-atl3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/402552853_749259500576182_3943787183298297724_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=110&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yasWoChNHj8AX8kW1e3&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-1.xx&oh=00_AfAyt5lBVYkEJ526DLgodnWTo3F_g2012uO5bcRiRXhS3w&oe=65E93954	person_profile	0	ainki.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/402650813_886266499679667_7337253021586811059_n.jpg?_nc_cat=101&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=68RrjGTwjFUAX9qualZ&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfBJYEqpBl9HYvlsFRcRH_I5iEoAPouzVHgy1iGOD0WTew&oe=65E97726			0	3	💘 Personalized Bar Decoration LED lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.ainki.com%2FSK295&amp;h=AT2HkFiv4eDBs2w-BajlVE3Gu5XqzRkTiYEX6EQ8875xr57Ntmr3As1GCEfddBrfr3tSMvmQE6xvo7Va3rZImm8MzDmMnfCVyBFQ3JvLOJlV4P2iH5-WEloy7zSqk8n9gaSw_zwyc4yZKCH54UX8Pjwx7_Q" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.ainki.com/SK295</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		ainki.com		76	https://facebook.com/ainkicom	0		SHOP_NOW						1700553600		View Edit Delete
435369	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	3/28/25, 5:06 AM	1709511124	1743156383		234		815114983720326	1	1.911786370862E+14		1704182400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670565210166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom photo heart night light	Personalized photo heart night light	https://www.wiieo.com/SK90		1701847559	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406857422_312070974998786_4069213939631874783_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=4igkWtOnBOAAX9TjtO4&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCWH-P1ELw0t0bJie4h-zh1jS8qqPeXo4XX4JwfJ7ASQA&oe=65EA0F97	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-atl3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406378471_299280679755281_1788423304242829099_n.jpg?_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ivgOBsRRnMUAX-PGXSK&_nc_ht=scontent-atl3-2.xx&oh=00_AfAXjQ-JTj3qhLZ63Izekj-VlSPXAVJaJ1_TuKcGyU7Gyw&oe=65E9F4B6			0	3	💘 Personalized photo heart night light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK90&amp;h=AT0xMSRVu5HxWpylWdCWa88LARC1lg-xN0X7x_rsMbOd1ue0hFHBcg2ILzpmFs2QfxCa5MpUKbV6infVq2bkcF1OaZd39lPG5NVLqHV4lFaDXSBM6b24QK_D2YivhmM50DmsfKVmD0sCq_rXxtBz4MQDLbA" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK90</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435548	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	4/13/25, 12:40 PM	1709511127	1744566018		234		4388407554717806		2.9473279326325E+14		1695452400	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858678120950042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1694941092	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-dfw5-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/379822196_1001432721178892_3422664969404220935_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=WdIFWbVzu2oAX-RTcu3&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-2.xx&oh=00_AfCgcDPTriaedNlvfFaJua4z9_9emY633r07vG25U0IC_Q&oe=65EAC23A	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-dfw5-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/379843420_775245967689319_3626360178380740281_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=xSQ21HrImGAAX_tgOPy&_nc_ht=scontent-dfw5-1.xx&oh=00_AfAchHzox3GkCbEoemPHrdCHgEPxw4SR0y70FqC6u89IIg&oe=65E9D76D			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT0t5zr4eSLyo6A_LyT2z1Khtf7gmsma4l37EunZichsycEnBF6LeoXz6ggDjuGvKX1XBefU8R4oDwSnnvvHiaY0rSylxjNs1SIvPrDLNZK84-aWLtPDqbEi0FlMFw8CrU7YcDpoGHVp_A" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1695106800		View Edit Delete
435404	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	3/29/25, 3:18 AM	1709511125	1743236333		234		376515341442025				1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	108356178578587		0	cororver.com			120201851362140176		cororver.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom luminous name tag LED light	Personalized luminous name tag LED light	https://www.cororver.com/SK327		1702001395	1.0835617857859E+14	cororver.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/406863004_1077955480227331_8401966645042928166_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=104&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=64L4VG5nOesAX-C2p1t&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCXj6IJcoH4hNT5l5AmXokmoqwHwrQVsdACU6ZklY7ung&oe=65E91496	person_profile	0	cororver.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408479004_884124356373768_3661395353190246235_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ifpp-pRXj88AX8of_IQ&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfCcd8UAx1e4Z5ZmpH_9WMTt4f8D8-kAVtVmO9ePu75Aqw&oe=65EA9B88			0	3	💘 Personalized luminous name tag LED light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cororver.com%2FSK327&amp;h=AT34srxhSw9W2RHHfmTEIrfIqyaTh-oryYBZFdtCWXFdISxKurxjfG5XOphhB3irqOfGbQC11O7LRfcGcqdokPhBAS-g6cJC4qX7vt-aSFCRtsq9zTLnxfYVNhYOMG4C6zrRnpvK1OWGyGEsT1H6H8gkigI" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.cororver.com/SK327</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		cororver.com		84	https://facebook.com/cororver	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435525	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	3/29/25, 8:22 AM	1709511127	1743254539		234		1035498950913296		7.4933431007792E+14		1694847600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23858459773180042		www.zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights		https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1694572024	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377510567_311471208132328_3238644312282613920_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=zPBirXc1krkAX_g3Hz5&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfC3nmuX_kR9hTr57s0AC4sL0-jbXEzT1pp2MHDN_WKcHQ&oe=65E9F90F	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/378020459_280218988107712_1873215067135306019_n.jpg?_nc_cat=103&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=21onsxmaddwAX_zEaUb&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfADCJy7ju9sZcM5HRUEf2y_Ig7LZW7RALuny7-xgM0avg&oe=65EA1581			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT0HyVwmgWt9ZSCHnHIlAi8Oy8_XrouOGYfI7jwRNsSKoxm-nCtDOu4BMYicsrQCFw5V3V6fKllHHwqAf2TiQePhhhAG4138oEanS6xk62Tbya8FzqxVMwNaiAfLho4a_UZYFBgRNBxN7LUt0h1ZwF5zkFdtYYYwLyzCnA" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1694502000		View Edit Delete
435402	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	5/1/25, 9:38 AM	1709511125	1746110334		234		352263290481669				1697698800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	109518135218909		0	awoao.com			23861326750220392		www.awoao.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights		https://www.awoao.com/SK195		1696990137	1.0951813521891E+14	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-2.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387876039_1563963061093453_7231446828635236294_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=TFqIqVc7QwwAX9li0DS&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-2.xx&oh=00_AfCrU0i5eN2QSOtSv7_bDbumgrvw3F2m02SBpJDLp-DDjg&oe=65EA79CA	person_profile	0	awoao.com	https://scontent-iad3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/387784238_1493884971451230_5998749348353360980_n.jpg?_nc_cat=108&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=hG8Z0qbZeJAAX_hvWsa&_nc_ht=scontent-iad3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDpUP65ih7mth0cC6GIEk842nKFONgXbE54B55vCoYYmA&oe=65EAA1A8			0	3	💘 Personalized Garage Man Cave Decorative Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.awoao.com%2FSK195&amp;h=AT1o0-63yRbutm2F_dm9iD8RV8X3RPXx9dpKUaPqwk9yYSwaZQn3q2BaUw12NVdE4VOio16qGIiKTJl3CpLf3rSUb2B3AsA4ywU3xSknztnrZCaP_NsjHGpfIKNVKJHJCTSe-gA4HrB7Ab9gPnQ92ep51OE" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.awoao.com/SK195</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		awoao.com		91	https://facebook.com/Awoaocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1697266800		View Edit Delete
435431	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/14/25, 9:25 AM	1709511125	1749911146		234		1018375636056746	1	1.045633950098E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	108356178578587		0	cororver.com			120201851362050176		cororver.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom trucker metal signs	Personalized trucker metal signs	https://www.cororver.com/SK305		1702001395	1.0835617857859E+14	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407760406_386619950365139_7559020982057424318_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=B6V_7nn82YQAX_ILHg0&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-1.fna&oh=00_AfD6Ywi1obfa6xeVJjMd6hNRu1La_p-Yf7l8Kkq_NJ40KQ&oe=65E91F24	person_profile	0	cororver.com	https://scontent.fphx1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408023108_1300755340640790_7010894374518100087_n.jpg?_nc_cat=102&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=mXSUuUTx2nIAX88IBCZ&_nc_ht=scontent.fphx1-2.fna&oh=00_AfBCFrb7ym9d2NSiDQmsXzLfcuIr0g_QvaFiq_-bmFokPg&oe=65E9236B			0	3	💘 Personalized trucker metal signs 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.cororver.com%2FSK305&amp;h=AT2LfGpbMbFL-DaRfjUfbTDHYPyQg4k19i3naQTugKastmxbD2qNuH5WYFC0qF63r4RQPsn1FNJSUgGL0-6U3Fxpix7QHa3NlyXGXvDbzXO5rsRNwt9rypXhYwV4eBPMkOcd2pYJ5fIknRb3ZITVVVOTHZQCWTmEf1W6tw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.cororver.com/SK305</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		cororver.com		84	https://facebook.com/cororver	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435535	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/3/25, 1:17 PM	1709511127	1748974643		234		961576035135410				1694502000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	101936022595647		0	zaital.com			23857773156110042		zaital.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom Truck with Trailer LED Lights	Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights	https://www.zaital.com/SK106		1693644311	1.0193602259565E+14	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/374737220_6329234173871546_1049097078967373636_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=107&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=T20ay36gVbgAX9tBhXU&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAyMvCfFZ3HnhNeV8kXZ-NBO4pVOH93cVwtwXW6eA7zgA&oe=65EA5820	person_profile	0	zaital.com	https://scontent-hou1-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/375005492_1354012795325413_6849303198486893692_n.jpg?_nc_cat=109&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=Eew3XfDqvFUAX_US6Dy&_nc_ht=scontent-hou1-1.xx&oh=00_AfAtY8EFtNIZRW57t-DU-pVci1NqILfRvHHe_O1009lm3g&oe=65E9FFFE			0	3	💘 Personalized Truck with Trailer LED Lights 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.zaital.com%2FSK106&amp;h=AT1lBTD6enCYF1Yg7b7LE_roAZCUJ8yoEkz1Jvzqb4Fi5jyQvgm0yXK6bfRf2Uz0XJAzxsPqtphykjfPnHNvWH40yfby-MFSX9865Mv5B4cCx_4WqpWQ5P6OX1ylVIiQLlPT3SF0TxW2EPdaFhJAxd9lrVytP6TVD0UMgA" rel="nofollow" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.zaital.com/SK106</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		zaital.com		562	https://facebook.com/zaitalcom	0		SHOP_NOW						1693810800		View Edit Delete
435360	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/3/25, 7:50 PM	1709511124	1748998224		234		381710097637079	1	2.6432298964318E+14		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670344130166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom 3D cartoon couple proposal night light	Personalized 3D cartoon couple proposal night light	https://www.wiieo.com/SK103		1701847438	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent.ftpa1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407131696_1052029295843584_713496640957206826_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=amONy8khwCUAX9jtIsw&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-2.fna&oh=00_AfCQfdKKss13Ca2CUtytgHKtK5B3F_ndlN8GNsspBUI0UA&oe=65E9ABD6	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent.ftpa1-2.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408309385_738593508374015_3175062764052905012_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=ZvLZXLxgqmQAX-fgAO9&_nc_ht=scontent.ftpa1-2.fna&oh=00_AfB4aXpkTztX35839Pkf0sV-sdSZyEiIiETJ4QLAubJIcQ&oe=65E9F9C5			0	3	💘 Personalized 3D cartoon couple proposal night light 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK103&amp;h=AT0a61v-mx5HKtgv8lHNWA8Y2zmiJBeuSXTixyDbdbolBh0kGt42KTGpaZMC_HZXjYFqeeGva3UJkUHWsTAPB8Y89XA7YG71-dS8VE3x5d6r2WpzsSk5IfEq0EIhOjYPcKYFrC6Vixxhi_lnPKcs0YH6a9rO4pue5Orisw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK103</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435361	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/3/25, 8:05 PM	1709511124	1748999138		234		606203501589652	2	1.0541671692327E+15		1704096000	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	100351039356150		0	wiieo.com			120201670212690166		wiieo.com	Shop now		NONE	image	Custom mirrored acrylic butterfly sign	Personalized mirrored acrylic butterfly sign	https://www.wiieo.com/SK216		1701847358	1.0035103935615E+14	wiieo.com	https://scontent-mia3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/408052273_294592252959308_7832832984550065054_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=iQbqlQSxOQgAX-2cW9Y&_nc_ht=scontent-mia3-1.xx&oh=00_AfA8KwBBsimuJ-jjj6qHare_4-H1c3nE1R3hE2ChNBBPiQ&oe=65E97B32	person_profile	0	wiieo.com	https://scontent-mia3-1.xx.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/407930873_337004992279647_3556154113153365139_n.jpg?_nc_cat=111&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=yfT1HnNriOgAX8xx5HA&_nc_ht=scontent-mia3-1.xx&oh=00_AfDVQXy9JY08C8sInXbbthHvS8OijgR3B2ajxcRmYLWM5w&oe=65EAF216			0	3	💘 Personalized mirrored acrylic butterfly sign 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.wiieo.com%2FSK216&amp;h=AT0VzUCCicvIMW_22GINNxPyR0Mz-_ic-WDa936oWzw4THK2euqML1Pkrt3_m6WY4io-V6QQfs4KALX8_24Udga7gB6tXwtnO31wGkh_a6He97t7I0QoHmDGvzDK99hpuCaLj9hIQtE7mWQ4bNxXpsdkZs0dqzjFgvxJgw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">https://www.wiieo.com/SK216</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		wiieo.com		141	https://facebook.com/wiieocom	0		SHOP_NOW						1703750400		View Edit Delete
435475	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/3/25, 9:07 PM	1709511126	1749002875		234		191037707396956	6	5.9790178575505E+14		1701244800	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1884758424873484		0	Nomanneau			120201428764130337		www.nomanneau.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165		1700699671	1.8847584248735E+15	Nomanneau	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/404195542_3491346021081243_7851311127143542511_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=5iqOkEPc1ZoAX_FOd_7&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfDmsmAFdCTaKNQg3wqi2FDWMOUu4IVpbIO3JJ2nHg-zdw&oe=65EA40F0	person_profile	0	Nomanneau	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/404668361_1530135761111963_5090866712815750325_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=uVZqnUCVeYUAX8jajCu&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfCFrE7eZK5sykiBkLg1SFmX4atJwKgCbAAZ4ECy8FPkcQ&oe=65EA35C2			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nomanneau.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT0HPgNJIy9KtLCuOODQgV6DNzoVJzCNjoF_AfP0Ox7PoGayqup5EP0hp83GXGAy2yingLqvvJ5vRSiflvYQw91ekcynPA2C10PLgEkopkjoYR4-6PuGAzP2bNpy2Qs2liiBACenBhwMk11SV8FfiiQ3CxNVqqrbuYRs3w" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Nomanneau		8422	https://facebook.com/Nomanneau	0		SHOP_NOW						1700812800		View Edit Delete
435479	1	active	3/3/24, 6:12 PM	6/4/25, 3:44 AM	1709511126	1749026669		234		676719931057086		2.5216066090748E+14		1696575600	person_profile		eligible	0	0	NONE			1	0	1	1884758424873484		0	Nomanneau			23858650826890336		www.nomanneau.com	Shop now		NONE	video	Custom Photo Jigsaw Puzzle		https://www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165		1694570733	1.8847584248735E+15	Nomanneau	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/377692714_226642603387271_5085806733354394517_n.jpg?stp=dst-jpg_s60x60&_nc_cat=106&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=gyBkhX-Eo8MAX9MT3gF&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfAtyjzu_5t595_uW8qrsK4vbY9cYt1ulc-IDcxY8zEgjQ&oe=65EAECE0	person_profile	0	Nomanneau	https://scontent.fmem1-1.fna.fbcdn.net/v/t39.35426-6/376288242_673649578157408_5060067707735026047_n.jpg?_nc_cat=100&ccb=1-7&_nc_sid=c53f8f&_nc_ohc=YuzOITnze10AX9EB-uN&_nc_ht=scontent.fmem1-1.fna&oh=00_AfBJ4cbUORi6rQMZ8URddbXYuiLaDsOljbPblNFPqCC-9A&oe=65E9C3A2			0	3	💘 Personalized Photo Jigsaw Puzzle 😍<br /> buy now 🎁 <a href="https://l.facebook.com/l.php?u=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.nomanneau.com%2FSKU0165&amp;h=AT1WGy2bzOEVsVTEYb1zfOG-ZvmzYg6jdGdeWFJItd0fIpCCykGQUMynxbdhVVe5zcjtzDqMdx2VA5Gthzdjg2PWq5D0H0M0eCGJGd_z6gFeYvkLTURGlhiEJhA1g32E4hUIu_Ua2NLWrvw7pyhuBbQ2M9WTtrTgFqFKIw" rel="nofollow noreferrer" target="_blank" data-lynx-mode="asynclazy">www.nomanneau.com/SKU0165</a><br /> <br /> 💘😍 The perfect gift for your friends or family		Nomanneau		8422	https://facebook.com/Nomanneau	0		SHOP_NOW						1696402800		View Edit Delete
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