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Chapter 8 The Allure of Wealth

Word Count: 1540    |    Released on: 28/05/2024

s is a mistress, a despised thi

her position and avoid think

patron well and extract as mu

ut money; everything

into a red smile as

ee your main lady, I'll steer clear. I won't overstep my bounds. You ca

"Emily, don't you want t

miled at the check, looking like a sly fox who had just s

y three months. He despised and looked down on the

as straightforward,

r women. When she looked at him,

gnized. She was vulgar, but dealing with her was uncomplicated. She

ander was, he didn't want

y wanted money without c

managing their interactions with ease-a not

had money to spare. It was a mutually bene

his lap. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pouted, her voice sweet and coquettish, "Of course, I want to, but I know my limits. I can

with others hurts feelings; talking feelings

emington? Even if every other woman on

didn't belong to any woman. This man had the coldest heart, e

o you, no matter how hard you try. Emily had lea

ship had started in the

devoid of any sunshine. So, they were destine

emained inscrutable. "Re

lied, maintaining her

response. "Now, why don't you make yo

ticed. She walked over to the bar and selected a bottle

, she raised her own gla

nst hers, a faint smile playing

ing her next steps. She had to stay sharp and focused, using

trolled the game, but Emily was d

move she made was part of a larger plan, one that woul

r glasses clinked softly, a silent

e part of the perfect mistress, while

, gather her strength, and wait

g is money. Emily was a woman who loved money above

cigarette in the ashtray, a faint,

ling, but sometimes th

ainly know your

didn't deserve it, but there were exceptio

omehow sounded tender, as if her n

er's shoulder, her small hand playfully tapping

e don't give me any hope. I can be greedy too, and what if one day I suddenly

aze filled with an intense heat, though

and understood his subtle changes, she would

eyes filled with feigned purity and gri

? Tonight's service should be over. I'm

ueled Alexander's desire to ravage her,

ly, with a heart so full of greed,

g, a cruel smile on his lips. "After to

y, he wouldn't summon her for a long

ng a faint natural scent, not artificial but a subtle,

on her skin, red imprints

, she belon

-

feeling extremely tired, her eyelids

nder murmur in her ear, "E

ed faintly before slippi

wanted to te

ptress, how could I have

ess, how could I have

s, how could I have don

deed a temptress, a woman rotten to

n't gone to hell. Heaven must be blind to

-

the pale light of dawn. She felt the soreness

e scent of his cologne and the faint

nd the lavish room. This was her reality now-playing the part of

She had to stay focused, keep her eyes on the prize. This

showing the toll of the night. Bruises and bite marks ado

the remnants of the night. She closed her eyes, the steam en

re was still much to be done, plans t

mily felt a renewed sense of determination. She

ready to face whatever the day would bring. She had

would do whatever it took to se

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