Chapter 1300


    ir’s birthday party can be described in one phrasevish as hell


    Her friends had invited a bunch of hunky, top–notch male models to perform at the venue


    Although they were supposed to be performing, their dance skills were nothing to write home about.


    But with all those muscle–bound men in nothing but shorts, they were hard to ignore


    A glimpse around revealed nothing but glistening muscles, reminiscent of some risque strip clubs,


    sending the atmosphere through the roof.


    Trisha stood up from the pool, about to snap some photos with her phone.


    Nics pulled her back, hugging her from behind. “Your boyfriend’s right here. How about some


    respect for me?”


    Trisha couldn’t care less about the “boyfriend” thing. She struggled and said, irritated, “I haven’t had a


    st in ages. Now, I just want to let my hair down, and you’re stopping me. Are you even human?”


    Nics smirked, grabbed her hand, and ced it on his chest, whispering, “Am I not enough for you


    that you need to check out other guys?”


    Trisha pulled back her hand, her ears flushing She argued back. “Looking at you is one kind of


    pleasure. Looking at a dozen guys, well, that’s a dozen times the pleasure Now let me go I want to


    watch the show!”


    Seeing that she wouldn’t listen, Nics decided to pick her up and walked out of the pool, Tll take you


    to watch.”


    He stood by, ready to ward off any pretty boy who dared to approach his girlfriend!


    Having been in the entertainment industry for a long time, Nics knew the ins and outs of it.


    These models weren’t something just anyone could hire. Many people wished to sneak into such


    extravagant parties, hoping to catch the eye of some rich folk and catapult their careers. They were


    nothing more than tools for the wealthy


    Nics would also invite these people to his own birthday parties. They were good for livening up the


    atmosphere, but he never got too friendly with them as their backgrounds were often murky


    Soon. Trisha found Celeste. Their eyes were practically glued to the male models


    Not because they were extraordinarily handsome but because their clothes were so skimpy they barely


    covered their essentials. It was enough to get anyone’s pulse racing.


    Trisha, her face and ears red, whispered to Celeste, The third one on the left.”


    Before Celeste could get a good look, Nics’s gaze had already followed.


    The third one on the left was a mixed–race model.


    He was good–looking but not the most handsome. Nics didn’t understand why Trisha was only


    looking at him until he noticed that his swim trunks were tighter and more conspicuous than the others.


    He finally understood why Trisha was only looking at him!


    Nics shot the model a dirty look that sent chills down his spine.


    “Darling, my wound feels a bit ufortable,” Nics started to y the pity card, trying to pull


    Trisha’s attention away from the models


    Trisha,pletely engrossed in the show, furrowed her eyebrows at his words, “Your wound’s been


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