Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

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Chris was the kind of guy who turned heads-tall and lean with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and legs that

seemed to go on forever. He dressed to impress, wearing designer threads that made him look like he'd just

stepped out of a magazine. His face was strikingly handsome, and his smile? It was the kind that seemed

innocent enough to put anyone at ease.

When Chris wanted to play the part, no one could ever guess that he was the kind of guy who might have a

criminal record as long as your arm.

Allison had never crossed paths with Chris before. When he called her nand she noticed his high-end attire,

her first thought was that he might be one of those friends-of-a-friend types who pop up at parties.

Chris skipped the formalities. He looked at Allison with a knowing smile. "You're quite cute," he said casually.

Next to him, Yara's brow furrowed for a moment, a flash of jealousy flickering in her eyes before she masked it.

She didn't know about Chris' issues with the Fisher or Owens families and never poked her nose into his dealings

with other girls. A good lover, she believed, was supposed to be compliant and sensible, not asking risky

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questions.

Yara stood silently by Chris, subtly sizing up Allison. Yes, she was a natural stunner-glowing skin, delicate

features, all without the telltale signs of cosmetic enhancement. Her figure was just right, with a slim waist and

long legs, giving her an effortlessly elegant look.

Allison didn't catch Yara's gaze. The man's cheeky comment rubbed her the wrong way. Something about his

demeanor made her uneasy. The way he looked at her felt predatory, with an unsettling mix of amusement and

boldness.

Allison, feeling a bit miffed, asked again, "Who exactly are you?"

"Me?" Chris chuckled, dodging the question. "You'll know soon enough, Ms. Allison. This isn't the last you'll see of

me."

Weird.

Allison chose not to engage any further, sidestepping him to settle her bill at the counter.

Joy, tagging along, couldn't help but sneak a peek back as they were leaving. "Allison, was that guy a friend of

yours? He's drop-dead gorgeous! You don't cacross guys like him every day!"

For sreason, Allison was still on edge. There was something off

about that man, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She brushed it off, saying, "I don't know him. Just

soddball. Forget about him."

"Oh, okay. | thought maybe you guys knew each other."

Soon it's New Year's Eve. Sabrina had set up a little shindig to usher in the New Year.

The Cloudview Tower, towering eighty-eight stories, was the pride of Oak Lake.

The sixty-ninth floor boasted the best view, offering a breathtaking panorama of the city's nightscape.

Inside the presidential suite, the room was decked out with flowers, balloons, and streamers, buzzing with festive

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energy.

Sabrina tossed her mink coat onto the sofa, revealing a sleek, champagne-colored gown thaté

hugged her figure. She was all dolled up, radiating a confident, dazzling beauty. "I gotta say, Brian was spot-on

when he decided to turn this place into a hotel."

Brian snorted, "You're just figuring that out?"

Sabrina shot him a playful look, "Who knew that thick skull of yours could cup with such a smart move?"

The hotel floors from fifty to sixty-nine were part of Brian's company, and the sixty- ninth floor was the crown

jewel—a presidential suite with a price tag to match.

Brian sneered, "Who's the thick one?"

Sabrina stuck her tongue out at him, "You should know."

The room was snug and warm. Olivia shrugged off her coat and headed over to the sofa, scoopinge up Sabrina's

coat. With her own coat in one hand and Sabrina's in the other, she hung them up, turning back with a bright

smile, "This place is perfect for a New Year's bash-fireworks and a killer view."

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