No Strings Attached

Chase let out a dismissive chuckle. "Impossible. How could I possibly fall for her? My dream girl is sweet and soft, not like that broad-sharp-tongued and always ready to rumble. I'd rather be a bachelor for life than fall for someone like her. You really don't get it, do you? Your marriage is a sham. Better call it quits now."

Roger couldn't help but laugh with exasperation, "Even a blind man could see you're head over heels for Sasha, and here you are playing dumb."

"You think you've figured it out?"

"Absolutely!"

Chase, with his carefree swagger, snapped back, "Dumb asshole!"

And with that, he hung up the phone without a second thought, leaving Roger cursing under his breath.

from his pocket and lighting it up, Chase wore a smirk

could have feelings for Sasha. He only looked after her

stepped out of his car with a roguish air and strolled into the clubhouse. Yet, almost against his will, his feet carried him toward the

Sasha in conversation with a burly man whose eyes held a lecherous glint. The man's hand crept around Sasha's

flame of anger ignited within Chase. He clenched his fists and strode

be taking my leave now." As she moved to slip away, Dexter's grip tightened on her wrist, and his face twisted into a lecherous grin. "Sasha, I have a film starting soon, and it's missing a leading lady. How

insinuation couldn't be clearer. This was a

rather focus on my current project before I consider others. Perhaps you should

hard to get, Sasha. Believe me, one call from me, and

of being blacklisted for turning down your offers, Dexter. Or was there another

even interested. Stick with me for three months, and you'll be a star. Otherwise, get lost. Your choice." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet