Not Your Typical Love Story

, Sierra and the others w

Jake. “You… You’re the cause of it,” she s

dressed girl beside him, unable to utter a word

How could you betray her for…” she turned to

a. “Say that again,

er how she tried to get Jake’s attention, she had failed. Jake insisted that their relationship three months ago had been a mistake.

he could not forget the first person in his life that he had seen as a woman. Five years ago, he laid a kiss on the tender fore

use she never wrote to him. He began to find solace in different women in China where he pursued hi

ll out every night in yo

an gibberish that followed. Despite having hurled vulgarities at

t she had a hidden agenda. This time, when she appear

suffered from infertility for some time, a condition that had been known to him since he was y

ponsibility for hi

ontacting her. Her cellphone had been switched off, and ev

ut not before the girls started slapping each other. “Stop!” he tapped Si

face, Sierra walked away wi

ed the steps heading towards the elevator. “Unless there are no o

Lesley, the only boy in their gang, suddenly spok

d her chin. “No

cellphone screen with a look of exci

ounded on the other side of t

Who are you, and why a

ed as if he was hiding something. “Myra is taki

houted frantically. “We have been trying

aid in a rush, ending the call abruptly

he told her

y might lodge a police report and as far as I am concerned, they ca

. Then she pulled

eople that came

my father,” Hart said. “He wants me to go back

ther has been controlling me all my life and all I want is t

tting it off his chest. “You wouldn’t understand how difficult it is being called the other woman’s child.

or him but could find

e you’ve been cursing in your sl

but she was reluctant to reveal

she said, fa

plenty of other fish in the sea. One failed rela

. “I don’t need yo

a chance, then?” he grinned

ou think too m

t you said in b

, this man who was simply a beast in bed. He piqued her inquisitiveness and on the other hand, fulfilled her cravings so well. Bu

friends and family would never find h

ind. “Let me hold you like this, Myra,” he said gently.

Find the woman who will ac

t. That was the last time he wo

ted. Hart snapped

d you sa

ngry,”

, gesturing towards a large object covered by a dark black

bike or be a pillion rider due to his perception of

hes. Aren’t you sick of wearing the same black

climbed up the motorbike after him. “Will

r hands from behind and placing

” he said

ndonesian of Chinese descent, which made him stand out from the Chinese back home. Living in a western country often

k that she would be in a relationship with him in the future just didn’t sound right to her. They were no more than one-night-stand tur

uld entrust herself to him. As they whizzed through the busy streets, she felt the wind sweep up her hair, chilling her back.

her and she was already swooning f

ing in the city bazaar. “Here, we’ll f

st, what that sounded like her name. Hart also faced the source

Hart’s face was a