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But the thought of going to the reunion made her stomach turn. Everyone knew her as Klutzy Lorelei and now she would have to face them all.

“Tell me about this reunion you have to go to. Why is that bad?”

“Because I was a klutz even at school and everyone knows me that way. And this reunion is a black tie event so do the math,” Lorelei said waving her hands over her clothes.

“You’re perfect the way you are.”

“I used to do beauty pageants when I was young. Can you believe that?”

“Yes, I can. But wow.”

“My mom used to be a supermodel and she wanted me to end up in the same industry because anything less would be a disgrace. So she made me do all these pageants which started when I was three years old. I hated it. Until one day I slipped on stage and my mother punished me and said I couldn’t attend the next one.

“I saw this as an opportunity and so I kept purposefully getting clumsier and clumsier until shedenouncedme. I had the grace of a sloth and I loved that more than beauty pageants and modeling. Eventually, she left me alone, and then avoided me. We’re both happier this way I think.”

“Oh, Lorelei. Can I just say your mom is a loser?”

She smiled at Gianna. “Now I have to go to this school reunion where everyone knows me as Klutzy Lorelei. And I’ll definitely run into my bully, Brooke Pincot.”

She had no choice.

Gianna said a hasty goodbye to her and left Lorelei very confused about her abrupt departure. As for the reunion, she only had to look at it as if the glass was half full.

They could all resume their normal lives again. But the heaviness in her heart bothered her and she wished she could turn it off since she had no reason to feel that way.

She put it down to Brooke Pincot and the mean girls club. They would have a field day when Lorelei arrived in her best pair of jeans and her best T-shirt, currently as the prisoner of three mafia kings but not for long, until her friend Morgan handed over a memory stick in exchange for her freedom. That was how her life had turned out.

A few hours passed until she finally forced herself to take a shower and at least wash her hair. She had spent extra time scrubbing her skin and washing her hair because she had nothing else to do.

When Gianna returned, Lorelei had just thrown on a robe.

“Oh good, you’re showered and are positively glowing.”

“What’s going on?” she asked, eying the streams of people entering the bedroom.

“You’re going to your reunion, silly and we’re helping.”

“No.”

“Yes.”

Gianna wouldn’t take no for an answer.

“You’re doing this on your terms. And no one else’s. Show them who you really are.”

Lorelei stopped arguing and two hours later, she had hoped to think she had transformed into a princess, but no, she looked the same except with make-up and a dress so stunning, so perfect she wondered if it were real.

She looked at herself in the mirror. Her hair had been allowed to cascade down the side of her shoulder freely.

Her makeup was light and the gold shimmering floor-length dress hugged all her curves.

“Stunning,” Gianna said softly.

She felt overdressed. The reunion was merely a cover-up for a transaction, she shouldn’t have allowed Gianna to talk her into dressing up. It was okay, all she needed was to change into her own clothes. But mostly she didn’t want Justin, Ian and Drake to see her this way. That was not the reason for her going to the reunion.

But then she lost her breath just as she was about to turn and go back into the bedroom.

She caught a glimpse of Justin, Ian, and Drake coming toward the bedroom. They boggled her mind with their sheer male beauty. Dressed in sleek tuxedos with their usual air of super attractiveness and dangerous aura, they set her alight all over again.

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