Chapter 7

'Who are you?" she thought, looking at the words sent to her phone. At this point, she wanted to know who the secret admirer was.

‘Hey, I know you're sad right now, I don't like you like that. I wish I can take your sadness away, but being far away and hidden from you is the best for both of you. I want you to know there is someone out there who cares a lot about you. Maybe one day, I would be worthy of showing myself to you."

Alexia read the texts again. As much as she would like to admit that the words she just read didn't hit the right spot, they did, and she couldn't deny it.
A little smile tugged on her lips, she loved that someone cared about her. She loved that someone understood her without having to explain herself. She loved that someone was indeed out there watching her and wishing she was his.
She dropped her phone with a smile then, ignited her car and drove away. This time, she drove with a little happiness, it was better than before.

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Dylan young dropped his phone, he had just sent a text message. He walked past the little table in front of his bed to the balcony, where he saw a nice view of the city and the nice houses.

He kept his hand on the railing, thinking. He was thinking about the first time he met the two best friends. That day he had just fought with his dad, his father talked about his playboy act which was affecting the Business and his reputation.

Dylan young was indeed a playboy, he went after anything under the skirt,, and he didn't find it bad. He was young, he had to enjoy his life.
He saw Kylie first, she had beautiful short blonde hair. Her skin was white like porcelain, with no spot. She had a beautiful shape, she was so attractive that he wanted to talk to her.

However, as soon as he reached her presence, another man approached her, and she began to kiss him. Dylan was heartbroken, the girl he wanted to approach had another man. He couldn't walk back, it'd been too embarrassing, he spotted the black-haired girl who sat lonely beside her.

He didn't want his friend to see him as a loser, hence, he went to her instead, and they started to talk. She was beautiful too, she had long dark and wavy hair. Her skin was beautiful, she couldn't be compared to Kylie and vice versa because each had her beauty and flaws in different places.

Alexia James was a tough one and Dylan couldn't stop until he took away her virginity, he had to do it because he never stops until he sleeps with the girl.
Dylan young hated it when a woman rejects him, he would feel as though he weren't sexy, so when Alexia insisted that she didn't want to have sex yet, he felt terrible and didn't stop until he deflowered her.

His heart only belonged to one girl, though, she took his breath away. Her red lips and slutty behavior were everything he wanted in a lady, but she belonged to someone else.
Until one day, she came to his house. She said she was tired, tired of everything and one thing led to another. They kissed each other, but didn't have sex. She confessed that she wasn't a virgin, but ain't ready to have sex. Dylan kept Kylie by his side and treated Alexia unfairly, knowing he had the lady he wanted.

Dylan thought Kylie was going to be his forever, he thought he had found the woman he would spend the rest of his life with, but karma is a bitch; she would pay you in ten folds what you thought would never catch up to you.

Kylie was more than a Casanova, she fucked with any guy except Dylan. As long as the man was rich, and she found him cute, she would fuck them. She did it with his best friend, she fucked him and acted like the victim – she didn't care.

Dylan went back, he called her like he was the one who did something wrong, she came back, and they kissed, but she never gave him sex. Later, he found out that she had sex with one of his co-workers. It was so painful, it was too painful because he was the playboy, he shouldn't be played.

He booked the next flight to clear his brain, he thought if he traveled to China, then meets numerous girls and fucked them, he would forget. He was handsome no girl could resist him.
However, he began to resist girls, none of them were like Kylie. He didn't even feel that way when Alexia left him after she found him cheating on her with Kylie. Sincerely, he didn't feel anything because Kylie was with him.

Giving up, Dylan came back from the foreign country, he planned to beg Kylie and accept her back only to find out from Alexia that she was getting married to her father.

'It hurts, it hurts a lot." He muttered. His heart shrank, it felt like a heavy element was placed on it. Everything felt heavy, he couldn't handle it. Now, he felt what love and heartbreak were like.
Dylan's eyes had become watery, tears filled his eyes while his heart ached. He had never felt this way before; seeing someone he loved with someone else broke him.

How can a strong man like Dylan, a playboy like Dylan, depend on someone else – a lady – to be happy? It wasn't him, but that's what love does to someone, right? It changes you, breaks you, and turns you into someone you thought you'd never become.

Furthermore, it makes you do things you thought you would never do. In Dylan's case, it was Indeed karma.
'Hey… Dude, are you okay?" A lady's voice penetrated his ears. He recognized the voice so well, that he turned around to confirm his theory and he was right,
It was her.