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“Do you like Leanna?”
Rowan almost spat out his juice from Holley’s remark.
He was secretly called by Holley to meet at one of the Goldwood’s restaurants near their University during lunch time.
He thought that his time had finally come, that Holley would confess to him. Never would he had guess that it was just because of Leanna.
Although he was not crazily in love with Holley like his friend Nixon, of course, every man loves to be confessed at by girls, much less a girl of outstanding beauty like Holley Goldwood.
“Uhmm… I don’t exactly dislike her. For one thing though, that bod sure is a knockout!”
“Then why don’t you court her?”
Rowan gulped his juice. He could feel that something was up. His tingling instinct was warning him not to be caught up in this drama.
“Well…, you know that I don’t do courtships. It’s usually the woman who chases me.” He could only make this excuse which was true.
He never wanted a girlfriend because it would just be a hindrance getting laid.
To him, women were just for sex, nothing more.
Holley tugged her hair behind her ears before enticingly licking her lips while looking all coquettishly at Rowan.
Rowan could feel his self-drooling at the peerless beauty in front of him, being hypnotized, unable to retract his gaze.
“I heard you wanted that new edition of Benz. How about this, if you court Leanna, I’ll ask my mother to buy it for you.”
Rowan snapped out from his trance at the mention of Benz.
He plastered a coy smile.
“Holley, what is it that you really want. I assume that it’s not just about me courting Leanna, right?”
Rowan was not about to let Holley use him. Sleeping with countless women, he knew how they think, how vicious and ugly they were when jealous and threatened by other girls.
Holley’s eyes glint with hatred.
“I want you to get closer to Leanna and create moments that will let everyone think that there is something between you and her. Even if Leanna doesn’t want it, but others will think you’re a couple. And once we frame her, she will not be able to overturn these facts and can only follow you… After all, the most important thing to a woman is her reputation.”
Rowan stared unbelievably at the girl in front of her.
So it turned out why Holley chosen him explicitly was because of his notorious reputation. Being a playboy and a manwhore, women who associated themselves with him were those who he slept with or those who wanted to sleep with him.
“Rowan, you really don’t have to think about it. You won’t do anything, just stick by Leanna’s side, and after that, we will do the rest. Not only you will be compensated with a brand new car, but if it works out well… you can even sleep with her.”
Rowan was about to refuse, but Holley’s remarked made sense. Not only would he have the car, but also the girl. All he had to do was just sticked to Leanna and let his reputation do the rest.
Thinking about that voluptuous body underneath him and what Leanna’s cries and moans would be made his blood pumped in excitement.
He whispered, seemingly still in his lustful trance and didn’t notice Holley’s wicked smile.
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