When he heard Ivy's voice, he immediately pushed Cynthia off, and shot to his feet. Finally he understood her plan, she must have spotted Ivy approaching the house, so she decided to pull that devious stunt. "Oh wow, I don't think I've had this much fun with a guy in a while. Van, you sure are something." Cynthia smiled, licking her lips, then she shifted her gaze to Ivy. "Oh, you're here. Sorry you had to find out like this but, Van and I are having sex. And it's more than that, he loves me." She giggled at Ivy's frowning face. "Van, why the hell is there a naked girl in our house?" There was no hint of anger in Ivy's voice, but Van could see it in her eyes that she was pissed. He turned to look at Lia and that was when he noticed what she was wearing, nothing. She wore a flared mini skirt with nothing underneath, and a bikini top. "Ivy, it's not what you think." He didn't know if she would believe him, heck if he was the one who saw her with a half naked man, he would have his

"Cynthia, it seems you might not be good enough for this job." "What?""So I have made the decision to replace you.""What?!"Cynthia had never failed in seducing a man or separating a couple before, it was what she knew how to do best. Now Chris was trying to replace her. "It's nothing to be ashamed of, you're probably just losing your touch, that's all." Chris said nonchalantly. "Oh and not to worry, I have no intention of collecting the payment I made to you. Consider that as a… bonus for the time you spent.""I can break him, I just know I can!""There is no shame in losing Cynthia , give this one up.""No! I'm good at what I do, I'm the best. Who could possibly replace me?""Funny you should ask," he took out his phone and made a call. "Let her in."Almost immediately, the door pushed open and a slender, curvy woman walked in. "Cynthia , I'm sure you're familiar with Sandra."Cynthia's eyes widened as she saw her. She was immediately filled with nostalgic memories and feeling

"Yoo hoo!" Cynthia smiled and waved at Van, trying to get his attention. Van, who had already spotted her even before she saw him, pretended like he wasn't the one she was talking to. The second he laid eyes on her, he turned and started to rush off in the opposite direction. Cynthia was never one to take no for an answer, so she started to run after him. Just as he was about to get on the bus, she caught up to him and grabbed a hold of his sleeve. "Good morning." She said with a bright smile on her face. "What do you want this time? I'm honestly sick and tired of you randomly popping up out of nowhere and making my life difficult." He had a dry expression on his face as he spoke. "Oh come on, are you still upset about last time? Well don't be. This time I actually have something important to say to you.""Yeah, just like you did the last time too. Just leave me the hell alone, and stay away from Ivy as well." He started to walk away when she spoke up. "Aren't you tired of havin

A FEW YEARS AGO. "Good morning Sandra, it appears we're on the same team for our project." Van said as he sat next to her. "Uh g-goo–d m-morning. I-I l-look forward to w-working with you.""Same here." "S-so I was thinking –""Hey Van! It's time to leave." "Oh okay, I'll be there in a minute." He got to his feet and smiled at her. "See you tomorrow then.""Huh? Hmm." She nodded and he walked off. As Sandra watched Van smile and joke with Bianca, she couldn't help but feel sad. She wished she was the one he was holding, she wanted to be the one he would smile at like hat. Ever since her highschool days, she never had any friends. Her parents were okay, but compared to the other students, she was poor. The only way she was able to attend such expensive highschool and university was because of the scholarship her father arranged for her. She had grown used to being the shadow in the classroom, that one person that no one else saw or interacted with, and she wasn't complaining. Sure

When Van came around, he was in an unfamiliar room. He quickly sat up to scan his surrounding but that was a horrible mistake. "Argh!" A sharp pain shot through his head and his entire body felt weak. He looked down and was horrified to find that he was not putting on anything. With panic shooting through him, Van quickly got off the bed and put on his clothes and he rushed out of the room. Cynthia was nowhere to be seen and Van didn't know if he was supposed to be relived or angry. He was mostly angry at himself for letting her make a fool of him. He knew that it was a bad idea to see her, his gut kept telling him that something would go wrong, but he chose to ignore it, and now he was regretting it. He couldn't recall what happened between them–if anything had happened – but he knew that there was no way that Cynthia would have such an opportunity and not do something incriminating. Probably she took a picture of him and would try to threaten him with it in the future. He wonder