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s compliments were more understated and respectful, while mom seemed to have some questio

tayed with us, which was much longer than his initial visit, my stomach was in knots, wondering if his offer to help me fina

t the dinner table and collapsed onto my bed, burying my face in the pillow. I let out a groan, completely ex

ridiculously desperate for me to charm some wealthy, spoiled person from our past life before we went bankrupt. And no

exting me nonstop, sharing important information he thought was worth knowing. He informed me about a family dinne

riends was one thing, but convincing his parents of our fake relationship was a whole different challenge. We had to coordinate every little

onded to Sean with a thumbs-up emoji, too exhausted

and one

hat escorting app. I don't mean to b

nd neit

ing me financially for college and other expenses, it would be foo

ouldn't speak for him, but for me, it was something that lingered in my thoughts. Today, as he spoke to my dad, occasionally stealing glances at me, a fiery desire consumed me. Desperat

it was unlikely he w

ulfill his needs. He was an attractive man, after all. Many girls in our social circle had developed crus

my thoughts, I composed

. Thanks for

st try not to overanalyze eve

do my best

ay of saying "I'll impress

huc

rned about yours. I never peg

t right. I'm not

Alone, and that was only because my mo

e. Maybe this situation woul

I had a way out, an escape route. I should have taken it. But when my phone lit up wit

and he was even willing to pay double for the urgency. Th

reassurance was the fact that he wanted to meet at his home. That penthouse practically belonged to him. I knew for

as me that night. Why else would he invite an escort to his home? It didn't make sense. It wasn't like him at all, e

nly one way

that tingled in my fingertips. Before leaving my room, I made sure to grab a face mas

ting with anticipation, trying to steady my

it swung open. A rush of warmth and familiarity coursed through me, causing my heart to flutter wildly agai

he

hed my ears, and my heart soared

I wasn't sure if he could even see me, aside from the silhoue

but also itchy, and I rubbed them against my skirt, scolding myself to calm down.

lick, and it hit me a little too late t

his was the right moment to speak up. Thank goodness I still had my face mask on. I

sence looming behind me. His warm breath felt too close against t

as both alluring and tantalizingly close to my ear. I clos

ow have you been?" I

u forget your place? You're just

ft me awkwardly silent for a moment too long, m

's all I can say," he murmured with a heavy sig

at," I replied, genui

I could object, he took care of it. He then resumed his positi

me. It was difficult to deny the effect he had on me

s with mine, Brian led

ondition, no lights, actually worked in my favor. If he were to discover my true identity as his late daughter's best friend, it would crush me ins

u're not

grained in my memory. However, the thick darkness that engulfed the entire penthouse made it challenging to be certain if I still did. I had no choice but to rely on Brian to guide us

indow to my right, casting a gentle glow that lessened the thickness of the darkness. I

f the bedrooms, especially not his. As I felt the softness of the plush rug ben

ould explain the presen

-shaped couch. I remembered it being cozy and coffee-brown. Inside, a mix of excitement and nervousness fluttered in my c

nter. It seemed to be something he enjoyed, catching me before the fall.

settled me on his lap. His strong arms wrapped around my small waist as our

im erased everything else from my mind. All that mattered was him. The gentle brush of his desirable lips a

ce tinged with restrained tension. With deliberate care, he slid off my top and unclasped

ly embody Sonia. H

sk and tossed it

into his ear. My finger traced along the curve of his chin, relishing the ro

cape my throat. "As long as it pleases you, Mr. Reinhold. Don'