Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right by PASSION

Frustration gripped Kristy as she balled her fists, her eyes ablaze with anger.

The sight of Lindsey drawing closer to Domenic ignited jealousy within Kristy.

To compound her dismay, Lindsey regarded Kristy with disdain, as if she were a pitiable and insignificant soul.

Kristy couldn’t comprehend his choice.

What spell did Lindsey cast that made Domenic relinquish five million dollars while refusing to dump her? Wasn’t he short of money? Or was there something else he sought? Then what on earth did he want?

The enigma of Domenic’s desires confounded Kristy, marking the first time she encountered a sense of loss and frustration in the presence of a man.

Until now, men had pursued her, offering everything she desired.

Kristy had once believed there was no man in existence who could resist her allure.

Yet, encountering Domenic shattered that perception, revealing the agony of unrequited love.

For Kristy, it felt like a resounding slap across her face, extinguishing any desire to continue this game.

“Enjoy yourselves.

have other matters

rising from

her sunglasses, swung the door open, and departed

their confusion

storm off because this man didn’t

on, let’s continue to

mood,” Mercer urged, taking the dice

Kristy departed, the group indulged in drinks and games, fostering

a touch stifled,

to visit the restroom, he left the

at the far end of the corridor, lighting a cigarette—tonight had seen him

vividly recalled their initial encounter: Nancy, besieged by delinquents, her

her family possessed newfound wealth, demanded money from

on his bike, catching

he wielded his bike as a weapon against the

that time, he possessed the vigor of youth, brimming with