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Seven ways to love a dangerous man

NOTE: 18+ ONLY! It is okay for ladies to approach or get the man they want, before it's too late...This is the story of a circle of women, bound by fate and desire, who became friends since they had similar dates! Each of them fell for dangerous men. Instead of running away from the fire, they chose to chase it. Ignoring their backgrounds and other things that make them unworthy of them.
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Chapter 3

The next day. Jenna took her time to dress, when she was ready she started pacing front and back. "Hmmm, your assistant told me you don't want to sell the pen, can you...Ahh no, that won't work!" She shook her head.

" Please, I really need this pen...Ahhh, no," sighed on the couch, absent-mindedly, Kelly was also present in the living room.

'Ding'

" Oh lord," Jenna trembled. She knew what that notification was about. She picked up her phone and checked it " Hello, Miss Jenna. I want to tell you in advance that the boss is now available"

Jenna inhaled and blew out some air from her mouth. It's been eight years, why are you still nervous?

" Just go, stop acting as if you want to confess to your crush," Kelly said.

" You should get over Esteban too," Jenna laughed and stuck out her tongue.

At AH Technology. Jenna hesitated to enter after receiving the word ' come in'. She sighed nervously and finally entered.

" Wow, " she admired the office. Pretending not to care about the latter on the black leather chair.

'Get hold of yourself, Jenna.' she assured herself.

She gathered her courage and finally looked at him, which she regretted immediately!

Eight years have passed, not the same Archie she devised. He's more handsome and very mature. She swallowed, "Good Morning, Mr A-Archie," she greeted and forced a smile.

Archie stared at her in amusement. " Welcome, Miss. I heard you want to see me badly. May I help you?" He decided to play along.

'Badly?' Jenna laughed. " He said you don't want to sell the pen.. please can you sell it to me and make another one?" She finally lowered her pride and pleaded. She will deal with him after getting the pen anyway.

Archie raised a brow " May I know what you want to use it for?"

" For personal use"

Archie chuckled. " When registering for the pen, I must know what my client wants to use it for"

" That's a lie, since when did you care about that" she was annoyed. 'Enough of this game Archie, just give me the pen"

Archie stared at her deeply, making her uncomfortable. She noticed her cleavages were exposed, she flinched and quickly adjusted it.

" Why did you leave?" Archie suddenly asked her. Jenna was surprised.

" Is that even a question?" She laughed bitterly, "You should be married to your mom's best friend's daughter, you used to believe whatever she told you. Please do me a favour by selling the pen to me"

" I knew what happened wasn't your fault" he had investigated it. Someone uploaded a video of Jenna kissing a famous actor. The news was all over the internet. Esteban made sure it disappeared on every platform, but the Hindleys' family had seen it.

Archie's mother went crazy and threatened to divorce her son. When Archie came to the family, Jenna looked at him hopefully. She believed he would trust her, even if the person's features looked so much like hers, but the video was edited.

To her surprise, Archie didn't take a glance at her, he paid full attention to what Eleanor was telling him. Jenna looked at herself in shame and left Hindely's household.

He went to their matrimonial house and packed her things. She signed the divorce papers and placed them on his bed.

Since that day, Jenna disappeared from his life like she never existed. Archie was furious and asked if she was with Esteban or Norman.

They stood up for her and blamed Archie for his foolishness. Archie decided to give her time. Jenna's leaving him helped him a lot. His enemies only attacked him without involving her.

Jenna looked at Archie in confusion "It doesn't matter again, it's already the past, whether you know about the truth or not, it's useless now"

" You don't understand..."

" Archie please...."

" Let me speak!" His deep, authoritative voice suddenly echoed in the office. Startling Jenna. She looked at him in daze. She knew this dangerous voice...

" I knew my mom was up to something. I texted you before I came here. We should play on with them. I also said I will pretend I'm listening to them, do you know what happened when you left?" He frowned in frustration. He hated the fact that she suddenly gave up on him.

Jenna was stunned. She didn't check her phone, "I lost it in the taxi " She lowered her head. " Okay, how is the pen? Will you still sell it for me?"

Archie was stunned. "The pen is more important than me?"

" What do you want me to do? Your mom and mine are enemies, so I can't marry you, Archie"

Archie raised a brow " Really? Is that what you think?" He pressed his lips together and nodded. " The pen will be available tomorrow, and my assistant will collect your details." He said.

" Thanks", Jenna whispered and stood immediately, not daring to take another glance. He met Martinez's sad face at the entrance "Please wait for me outside, Miss Jenna" Jenna nodded thankfully and left.

Martinez looked at Archie's dark face and sighed. " You can't sort things out that way, she's a lady, let her go think about it", he reassured.

" Register her name, It will take a day to download her details."

Martinez nodded and left. Jenna smiled as soon as he came out, but faded when she smelled cigarettes on him. 'Archie is smoking again?'

Seeing her confused expression. " He's back to his other self, well, he's in a good mood today, he even refused to kill, just buried him alive before coming to see you"

Jenna froze. " He what?" She asked in disbelief.

Martinez laughed in amusement. " Let me tell you something Miss Jenna, he has always liked that, even before he met you. It was when you married him that he stopped"

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