Winning My Ex-Crush

Fenella’s POV

“Well, I just feel like it’s outside my comfort zone. I will be dancing seductively with my boss. What especially disappoints me is that he’s making this a requirement to sign the contract as the main model at Gene.” I huffed.

“Isn’t that a good opportunity?” He sounds confused.

“I mean, haven’t I already shown my quality at the Model Talent Show?” I expressed my frustration.

“Yeah, you have a point. He’s dragging this out too much. But earlier, he said he would offer you the highest contract value at Gene, right? Maybe that’s why he feels your effort deserves it,” Jessy speculated seriously.

“I don’t know. I feel like he has calculated everything. I’m just afraid I’ll be played by him later. Do you think he can be trusted? Do you think he’ll keep his promise?” I asked anxiously.

“Honestly, I don’t know, Fenella. I’m also just getting to know him, like you did this afternoon. But one thing I can assure you is that I’ll always watch over you.,” Jessy said firmly, just like when we first met.

“Even if Mike gets in your way?” I asked with a half-smile.

“Yes. Even if Mike gets in my way, I’ll break through to save you,” Jessy said firmly.

“Okay. Okay.” I took a deep breath and exhaled to calm myself from the sudden anxiety.

“Oh, yeah, Alan said I could bring someone as my plus one to the party. Do you think inviting Laird would be a bad idea?” I asked while hugging my pillow on the bed.

“Oh! I think that’s a fantastic idea. You can show Laird about your job as a model, so he won’t be surprised when you enter into a more intimate relationship,” Jessy exclaimed cheerfully.

“What if he doesn’t like my job? You know, sometimes all these glamorous parties can be intimidating for some people.” I bit my lower lip, remembering how Tom behaved.

“Intimidating for Tom, you mean?” Jessy snorted as he mentioned my ex-boyfriend’s name.Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

“Well, you know. I still want to make Laird like me. I don’t know if he’ll still like me if he finds out I’ll be dancing seductively with Alan,” I said.

“Well, you don’t know anything about men. Let me tell you, men actually like something they can’t get. You know, men like challenges,” Jessy said confidently.

“Imagine that you go to the party with him, but you end up dancing with Alan in front of everyone. Wouldn’t that make him annoyed? Wouldn’t that make him more curious when he sees you dancing seductively?” Jessy paused to build up the tension.

“When you dance with another man, BAM!, that’s when his ego gets crushed. I’m sure he’ll be upset, and that, my dear, will make him more eager to get you.”

I pondered all of Jessy’s words carefully.

“Is that why he rejected me at prom? Maybe he already knew I would confess my love to him and felt I wasn’t a challenge anymore. We’ve also been friends since childhood, so maybe I was too easy for him to get, so he got bored,” I said sadly.

“Oh, my poor darling. I can’t comment much about prom night because I didn’t see it myself. You can only ask Laird directly to get a true answer.”

“One thing’s for sure: you have two important choices now. Lure Laird to like you or lure Alan to spoil you,” Jessy giggled mischievously.

“What? Alan?” I asked with widened eyes.

“Yes. Oh, come on, Fenella. Don’t tell me you didn’t realize he was flirting with you all day. Plus, he asked you to be his partner in the sexy dance later.” Jessy groaned in frustration.

“That’s because of the project. He would also dance seductively with Kiara if he was more interested in Kiara as the main model. I’m sure-”

“I’m sure he wouldn’t volunteer to be your dance partner if it wasn’t because of you,” Jessy cut me off impatiently.

“He is the owner of Gene. So, he should be able to ask anyone to be your dance partner. But, because he’s interested in you, he volunteered himself.” Jessy insisted on her opinion.

“No, Jessy. That’s just your wild assumption.” I argued.

“I’m sure he’s a narcissistic person who likes to show off at parties. He wants to be the star of the party. I’m sure he already planned to be a dance partner for whoever the main model candidate at Gene that he chose,” I defended my argument in this little debate.

“Even if he chooses a male model or handsome actor as the main face of Gene?” Jessy tried to break my argument. “Do you think he would still step forward as a dance partner?”

“Uh, yeah. You said earlier that he’s bisexual,” I shrugged.

“Uh, fine. Let’s believe what we want to believe,” Jessy gave up.

I smiled broadly, satisfied with my victory this time. Ha! Take that!

“So, you’ll start practicing tomorrow? What time?” Jessy asked.

“Monday, Wednesday, and Friday at 1 PM. Alan even said I should continue the dance class constantly to boost confidence and open up potential for new projects,” I answered as I turned my body to lie on my back on the bed.

“Yeah, I think that’s a good idea. Let’s see if they have flexible practice schedules,” Jessy said.

After that, our conversation ended. I hung up the phone and looked at the call history. Crazy-almost two hours! It’s hard to stop chatting if your friend is Jessy.

Suddenly, a message came in. I immediately jumped and held my breath. I waited for the notification to sound more than once, but after a few minutes passed without additional messages, I finally opened the message.

‘Hey. How was your day? Did the office event go smoothly?’

Laird Evans’ name appeared as the sender of the message. I squealed for it. He couldn’t stop thinking about me, I guess.