Chapter 8 (Alex's POV)

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We meet at our spot—an exclusive lounge tucked away on campus. It's a place of understated luxury, where soft lighting and comfortable seating create an atmosphere of relaxed sophistication. From our vantage point, we have a view of the tranquil campus gardens below, bathed in the soft glow of evening.

Amidst the muted elegance of the lounge, a tall bookshelf stands in one corner, holding a collection of books on business and finance. Nearby, an open shelf displays four partitions, each showcasing designer motorcycle helmets—a nod to our shared passion for adventure.

The bar offers a selection of drinks—from fine wines and spirits to a cooler stocked with high-end and regular beers. Crystal glasses catch the light as we settle in, the clink of ice adding to the ambiance.

"Hey Alex, remember that video? Ambrosia really nailed you," Ethan teases with a mischievous grin, nudging Alex playfully.

Alex chuckles annoyed with his friend, shaking his head. "You never let that go, do you? Just wait till I get my revenge," he retorts, a mock threat in his tone as he raises an eyebrow at Ethan.

"Oh, I'm shaking," Ethan replies, feigning fear before his grin widens. "But seriously, Alex, I've got an idea. How about you take on a real challenge for once?"

Alex raises an eyebrow, intrigued despite himself. "What kind of challenge are we talking about?"

Ethan leans forward, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "How about this? You win over Ambrosia Blackwood," he suggests, knowing full well the tension between Alex and Ambrosia. "For, let's say, the next few months. If you succeed, I'll make sure you get your hands on that limited edition bike you've been eyeing."

Alex considers the proposition, his competitive nature piqued. "And if I fail?"

"Then you owe me," Ethan replies, his tone light but the challenge clear. "But trust me, Alex, this is the opportunity of a lifetime. Imagine the look on her face when you actually manage to charm her."

Marcus, who had been quietly observing, speaks up with a smirk. "I'd pay to see that."

Alex looks around at his friends—Ethan's eyes alight with anticipation, Marcus silently supportive, and Max, ever the observer, now with a knowing grin. With a nod of determination, Alex accepts the challenge.

"Alright," he says, a hint of a smirk playing on his lips. "You're on. Let's see what I can do."

Ethan claps him on the shoulder, their pact sealed. "It's settled then. Now, let's plan this party. I'll get Lily on board, and from there, it's just a matter of time."

As they delve into the logistics and excitement of their upcoming scheme, the lounge buzzes with anticipation—a blend of camaraderie, challenge, and the promise of unexpected twists to come.

"By the way," Ethan interjects, his tone mischievous once more. "I'll need you to bring your A-game, Alex. Ambrosia isn't exactly swooning over you these days."

"Oh, please," Alex retorts, rolling his eyes. "I'll have her lose her head and be enamored just by the idea of me before you know it."

"We'll see," Marcus chimes in cryptically, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Max, who had been silently observing, finally speaks up. "Just make sure you don't get distracted, Alex. Focus on the goal," he advises, his voice calm and measured.

Alex nods, taking in their words of caution and encouragement. "Don't worry, I've got this," he assures them, his confidence unwavering.

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