H.U.R.T
Not my Type, not my Level!

New York City, 2022.

"Married me!"

Lexi's face met red hearing the proposal of the order. His heart rumbled erratically. He was touched and happy too. A very beautiful ring was placed before him. Lexi fell in love with a simple design that exuded beauty as well as luxury. His heart cried out to receive the ring immediately. Her feminine soul thrashed so that the man who proposed to her immediately pinned the ring on her fingers. But wait, who is that guy? His face was not visible at all. A light covered that face. So dazzling.

Caring for the devil with the face of the ring owner. Logic and heart in line chanted for Lexi to take the ring. Before his hand could reach the jewel, a woman coming from behind him took the ring.

"of course. I accepted your proposal. Isn't this our dream?"

The two men hugged each other, then joined hands, going away from Lexi. Lexi who witnessed it firsthand felt her heart being puffed up. Strict and very painful.

"Lexy! The disaster! It's a big fucking disaster! Wake up!! Wllson Almour's in trouble!"

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It's back. Standing in front of his new office, Steven opened the window blinds and looked at the bustle of heavy traffic around Lincoln Center, twenty levels below. Cold wind blowing on the corners of the road, just like the city buses that scatter exhaust fumes into the air that is already polluted.

Today, his hard work has paid off. The thousands of hours he spent putting together a plan, setting the pace and working hard, eventually brought results. No one knows how much time he has spent and how many tears he has shed to invest for his return here in New York.

Here, a great many people had to atone for their sins against her, towards Olivia. The revenge he dreamed of was already reflected in the eye. Now, he has the power to make it happen.

Tok.Tok

The knock on the door returns him to the present.

"Come in" he ordered without looking back. He stood tall in front of the glass window.

"Ms.Willson is here, sir."

"Yes" he said briefly in response to a notice the secretary had notified him.

"Please come in" Deborah invited.

Lexi stepped into the room. The door behind his back was closed. The girl exhaled a breath of air. It's a weekend, he should still be in bed lazing around.

Lily, who has been working as her assistant since her best friend's family went bankrupt three years ago. The woman came to him in the midst of a nightmare that ended badly, delivering the no less bad news that Willson Armour's cooperation with Justin Hilfiger was unilaterally decided. The fashion show will be held in three days and previously they had agreed to hold a collaboration. Justin Hilfiger has a bunch of models that Lexi needs to market her clothes. Justin Hilfiger, his heyday is fading. Their fashion is less in demand not because of the fashion that is outdated but because of the lack of competitors to succeed in making them fall.

Lexi offers cooperation, promising to market their fashion in the fashion show later. Their clothes will be combined.

And this morning, he was surprised if Justin decided to cooperate unilaterally.

Lexi was just about to throw a protest but seeing the back of the man before her, the sentence she was about to throw back was swallowed. He knew the man in front of him was not Justin. Justin is not tall and tall.

"Where is Justin?" Lexi crossed the room and stopped behind a intricately carved table. "Hey, sir, I'm asking you." Lexi exclaimed after waiting two minutes she still did not receive an answer.

"Is he deaf?" muttered. Lexi walked closer to the man. He was standing right behind the man. On the back of the man.

Slowly, the man finally turned around. The two beads are clashing. Suddenly silent atmosphere. The sound of traffic was no longer heard by them. The world stopped turning.

"Where's Justin?" Lexi was the first to open her voice. His eyes shifted in any direction. His stomach was suddenly wrapped around, his heart was beating uncontrollably. The man before her reminded her of her past love. There was a resemblance, but Lexi knew that in front of her it wasn't Stevennya. The man she loved died 13 years ago.

"Justin?"

The man's voice was heavy and hoarse. Lexi wondered if Steven also had a very sexy voice like this?

"Yes, Justin. Owner Justin Hilfiger."

"Now I'm the owner, Lexi."

Lexi's blood rippled instantaneously for reasons she didn't understand. "Why do you know my name?"

"Written in the contract."

Oh, yeah, why did I forget about it.

"Where's Justin?" Lexi repeated the question.

The man looked at his watch, "Maybe he's already in the air."

"So what's the point of your line saying that you're the owner of Justin Hilfiger? Hm, can I sit down?"

"Please." Steven followed. The two sit opposite. Not much has changed from Lexi. Still beautiful like the princess even though Lexi is still wearing plain pink pajamas. The girl's curly hair was tied just like that. It seems Lexi was also unaware that she was still wearing the house slippers. Nails are colored in line with his pajamas look very suitable with his white skin.

"So Sir..."

Steven aimed at the shoulder and then pulled out his hand. "So you came to question a contract I canceled?"

"So you did it?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"You can't just do it."

"I've done it, Lexi. Steven Hilfiger will be performing with my models and fashion designs. See you in three days. Please go."

"Have you just kicked me out?"

"My time is not leisure, Ms.Willson."

Lexi exhaled a rough breath. Besides being arrogant, this man in front of him also had no manners. How could he have thought if Steven was similar to Steven in front of him. Akhs! Stevenku!

"You think my time is free, huh? Hye!" Lexi stood up, raising her chin high while raising a drawn gaze before she walked towards the exit.

"Stop, stop" Steven said after Lexi was in the doorway.

Lexi stopped, turning her body to face the man.

Steven exhaled a breath of air before he stood up. Retracting the tabletop to carry with him. Then Lexi approached him who was still lifting his chin arrogantly.

"Are you not counting or memorizing your monthly time, Lexi?"

Lexi was still digesting the meaning of the man's question while Steven was already leaning forward with his head passing through Lexi's face. Automatically both can breathe the aroma of each body. Lexi's scent also remained the same as it was in her memory. He reached out behind Lexi's waist which shocked the girl.

"W-what?"

"Wear the winged one so as not to leak." Tuke the man with the plate. He crouched down, turning the tabletop into a sweet skirt to cover up the bloodstains on the girl's buttocks.

"Huh? Did I come to the moon?" Lexi was holding her ass with both hands. "Have my stomach wrapped around."

"Done." Steven stands. Your nods are covered.

"Oh."

"Oh? Thank you, that's what you have to say, Lexi."

"Oh yeah, thank you."

"Hm, please." Steven opened the door for her, letting her go out.

Lexi was completely at a loss for words. This man in front of him was more annoying than his two brothers.

Lexi deliberately stomped her feet and walked out.

"Ms.Willson?"

The man's call again stopped his steps.

"What else?" Lexi rolled her eyeballs.

"Before you leave the house, you'd better pay attention to your appearance."

Lexi looked down at her appearance and she realized it.

"Why? Does my pajamas tempt you?"

Steven displayed a cynical smile, more cynical than the smile Darren used to show to the women chasing his brother.

"You're not my type." Steven closed the door right in front of the girl's face.

Getting such treatment makes Lexi's nose deflated. Pushed back the door, stepped wide and then faced Steven with both hands stretched wide.

Steve nosedived his eyebrows, highlighting lazily to Lexi.

Lexi lowered both her hands putting it on her waist. The girl looked up haughtily. "Do you think you're my type, polar bear man! Huh uh?!! You're not my level, sir!" Lexi passed after venting her frustration to Steve. In the doorway he turned around, as he had expected, Steve was also facing towards him. Lexi's lips snickered in disdain, raising her eyes, as if judging the figure before her, she purposely did as a statement that there was nothing interesting about the man. Lexi twisted her body, flicking her long curly hair and as a declaration of war, Lexi slammed the door in full force.

"Who does he think he is? I'm Lexi Stevani Willson, the girl who won't accept rejection from any man!!"