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Friend or Foe
Author: Yurriansan
last update2026-07-10 23:00:17

 

On the court, Dylan was completely in his element. The rapid-fire passes and the high-stakes energy of the game were enough to keep his mind occupied for a while. But after realizing Leo was already a few minutes late, h

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  • Future Plans

    “I'm sorry, I don't really follow. Didn't we just reconnect after years of completely losing touch?"Alan didn't let his smile fade. He leaned back into the restaurant's wooden chair, locking his eyes onto hers with an expression he deliberately crafted to look as deep and soulful as possible."I'm talking about our future," Alan explained smoothly. "You know exactly what our parents were trying to do last night. Your mom and dad are incredibly invested in this setup. So is my father. I just want to know if you're willing to open that door and see where this goes. To explore a real relationship, rather than just treating each other like childhood friends who happened to cross paths again."Clarissa fell silent for a moment. Alan’s question was incredibly forward and demanding, making her head—already throbbing from workspace stress and the lingering fallout of Dylan's meltdown—feel twice as heavy."Alan, I genuinely appreciate your intentions, and our parents' as well," Clarissa repli

  • Hidden Agenda

    The door to Alan’s private office swung open after a brief, double knock. Deborah, his tall, leggy executive assistant, glided into the room. Her tight pencil skirt perfectly accentuated her curves, leaving very little to the imagination."Hey, Boss. Here are today's operational reports and performance evaluations." Deborah approached his desk, leaning over just enough as she set the folder down to intentionally flash her low-cut neckline directly in front of him.Alan looked up from his tablet, taking the folder with a thin, knowing smile. "Thanks, Deborah. Quick and efficient, as always."Deborah didn't step back. Instead, she strolled around his desk and rested her hips against the edge of the polished mahogany wood, right beside his chair. Her sharp, heavily made-up eyes locked onto him with a probing look. "So... how did your date go last night? Did everything go smoo

  • Rivalry

    "Clarissa! Why are you taking his side?! You have no idea what he said to me in there!" Dylan stared at her, his eyes full of hurt and raw frustration.Alan, still on the floor, held his jaw tightly, milking his victim status for all it was worth. "Look, I'm really sorry if what I said in there offended you, Dylan. I just mentioned that Clarissa and I go way back. Our parents are incredibly close, and this dinner was their idea. I didn't mean anything by it...""Bullshit! That is not what you said in there! You're a lying piece of trash!" Dylan pointed a finger at Alan's face, his voice dripping with pure hatred. "You're disgusting! You act all mature on the outside, but you're just a fake, manipulative bastard!""Dylan, that's enough! Watch your mouth!" Clarissa stepped directly in front of Alan, shielding him from Dylan's escalating, unhinged fury.The scene was getting so loud that it finally drew the attention of the restaurant’s security guard. With a firm stride and a no-nonsens

  • The Setup

    "I’m begging you, Clarissa. Just this once. Please, just meet Alan," Mr. Winter pleaded, looking at his daughter with desperate eyes."Dad, this isn't fair. I have my own life," Clarissa shot back, her voice shaking as she fought to keep her emotions in check. "I’ve always respected your decisions in the past, but I won't be forced into an arranged marriage."Mrs. Winter immediately reached out and clasped Clarissa’s hands, her eyes welling with tears. "Sweetie, please try to understand our position. The Foster family has helped us out so much lately. And Alan really is a wonderful boy. I’m not asking you to marry him on the spot, just meet him this one time. Just once, Clarissa."Clarissa looked at her mother’s pleading face, then at her father, who suddenly looked like he had aged ten years under the weight of his worries. The walls of her resista

  • An Unexpected Match

    Lying on his bed inside his luxury penthouse, Dylan was busy typing out a flirty text to the woman he was chasing, Clarissa.Dylan: Hey Clarissa, you free this weekend? I know a new steakhouse near the pier that’s really quiet and intimate. Let me take you out.Dylan held his breath, staring at the screen as the "typing..." bubble popped up. A moment later, the reply came in. It was a textbook response from a cold-hearted, consummate professional.Clarissa: I believe I’ve already made myself clear, Dylan. I don't have time for your unilaterally scheduled weekly dates. My workload is insane, and I need to catch up on sleep this weekend.Dylan didn't back down. In fact, a wide grin spread across his face as he read her sharp reply. Chasing Clarissa had practically become a vital part of his daily routine. He quickly fired back another text.Dylan: Come on, just two hours. Think of it as a mental health investment for Pacific Maritime’s finest executive assistant. If you don't say yes, I

  • A Confession

    A few days after the storm at the hospital finally passed, Grandma Maria’s condition took a turn for the better, stabilizing enough for her to be discharged. The crushing weight that had been pinning Leo’s shoulders down finally began to lift. That evening, after wrapping up a grueling shift, Leo walked side-by-side with Clara down the city sidewalk, the streetlights just starting to flicker to life.The savory aroma of melted butter and grilled meat caught in the evening breeze, guiding their steps toward a food truck parked along the curb. It was exactly how college kids around here loved to spend their nights—grabbing quick, greasy, comforting street food. They ended up ordering two massive baskets of loaded fries and a pair of pulled beef sandwiches.They took a seat on a long wooden bench provided on the sidewalk, digging into the hot comfort food under the cool night sky. For a while, a comfortable silence settled between them, punctuated only by the sizzle of the flat-top grill

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