Crushed Affections (Dominic and Bella)

Chapter 372 Not Into Your Type

Bella felt like she was going through withdrawal as if breaking an addiction. There was no cure, only a painful struggle.

She knew that taking one more step back toward Dominic might bring temporary relief, but in the end, it would be self-destructive. She understood this all too well. That afternoon, after a long nap, she got the landlord's permission to change the locks.

She didn't think Dominic would come back, so she wasn't entirely sure why she was doing it either.

After the locksmith left, she stood at her door, testing the new keys. Just then, Wesley returned. He looked in a much better mood than he had been in that morning. With a grin, he walked over and asked, "Changing the locks? Did you break up?"

Bella gave him a look, silently noting that he really knew how to hit a nerve.

His grin widened as he casually slipped his car keys into his pocket. She noticed that he was driving a Lamborghini. It turned out that he was another rich kid. Then, half-jokingly, he said, "Well, now that you're single, how about giving me a chance?"

Bella looked at him like he was crazy. "I'm not into fresh-faced kids like you. Don't joke around like that."

Wesley's smile turned even more mischievous. "But I'm into someone like you. And I'm pretty sure I could make you like me too. How do you know if you don't try?"

kind of banter with someone she saw as a kid. She replied seriously, "No need to try. I'd never go for someone like you. Even if I wanted to get married right now, you're not even old enough according to the law. Just stick to calling me 'miss-it

herself, "Has this kid lost his mind? We just met, and he's already acting so casual.

and

hadn't realized until now that her balcony and Wesley's were only separated by a narrow gap-close enough that if he came outside, they could have a conversation without

this, she heard

she quickly crouched down in the corner,

flick of a lighter.

made even the slightest movement, he'd definitely notice her. She had no interest in forced small

you to leave

the other person, only Wesley's outbursts. "Announce what? Forget

as he hung up, and then he started blasting loud,

closer, right up against the

her breath as the music grew louder,

it ridiculous. She was acting like a thief in her own home. Finally, he went

in relief,