Chapter 22 BAD BOY NEXTDOOR

WINNIE’S POV

“What was that back there?” I asked, my hands on my hips as I stared at Alexander who had a cocky smile on his lips.

If not for the love of Christ, I wanted to slap the cockiness out of him.

“You mean saving you from your ex?” He asked, his brows arched.

“I didn't need your help. I ...

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