CoonorWatching Shirley curl on the bed, I finally realized that low moan wasn't pleasure.Her body trembled, and I, fool that I was, thought it was passion.But then I saw the cold sweat beading on her back.What the hell had I done?!I snatched the half-empty strip of pills, my eyes scanning the label:Painkillers?!She'd swallowed a handful!My heart gave a violent lurch.I wrapped the blanket around her, pulling her into my arms."Are you in pain? What's wrong? You hardly ever got sick before!"Shirley's face was ashen, her breathing shallow.A chilling dread pierced me, extinguishing the last embers of desire, leaving only an agonizing ache.What had happened to her these last three years?A sudden fear gripped me, the terrifying thought that I was about to lose her.I grabbed the clothes I’d prepared earlier, quickly dressing her."Shirley, don't be afraid. I'm taking you to the hospital now. No matter what happens, I'll be right beside you."I didn't know if she heard me.Her e
ShirleyThe car had barely stopped when a bellhop in hotel uniform swiftly opened my door.I stepped out, feeling awkward, just as Coonor casually tossed his car key.It arced gracefully through the air, landing neatly in the bellhop's hand along with a large bill.The bellhop bowed, then deftly drove the car away.Inside the lobby, a colossal crystal chandelier blazed, casting a luxurious glow over the grand space.Recalling the dilapidated, dark place I’d just come from, I closed my eyes, the beauty feeling almost unreal.The hotel receptionist, a polite smile on her face, gave Coonor a slight bow.But when her gaze turned to me, a hint of disdain flickered in her eyes.I looked down at my inexpensive clothes, then at the man beside me, clad in designer brands from head to toe.We truly stood in stark contrast.The moment the suite door opened, the rich scent of flowers greeted me, instantly lifting the dull weight from my heart.The room was filled with uniquely arranged flowers, a
ShirleyFear clutched me. My heart hammered in my chest, and my breathing hadn't yet settled from the chase.Coonor was right. What if that man had been holding a dagger, and had stabbed me?A wave of belated fear washed over me.My whole body stiffened, and I could barely move.Coonor stayed by my side.I wanted to break down in his arms and cry, just like I would have three years ago.Back then, I was fragile and dependent; the slightest hurt, the smallest upset, always needed him to coax me out of it.But not anymore. I took a few deep breaths, and the terror in my body slowly began to ease."Why are you here?" I asked."Waiting for you," he replied, his gaze steady.I suddenly remembered breaking our date tonight, and my heart tightened."I'm sorry, I didn't mean to miss it. I... can I make it up to you next time?"I lowered my head, my voice almost inaudible.It felt too shameful to even mention.His arm wrapped around my waist. His voice was flat, devoid of emotion."Let's go. I
Coonor"You want the contract, I want you. Deal?"I had merely tossed the words out, half-expecting a slap across the face or a scathing insult.I never thought Shirley would agree.Her old self would have exploded, then walked out, wouldn't she?Yet, her chest heaved, her hands clenched into fists, trembling slightly.Her reluctance was obvious, but she paused for so long, I thought she'd tear into me. Instead, she pulled a rigid smile across her face."Fine. I accept."Her voice was filled with extreme suppression, but a seductive smile played on her lips.My heart jolted. The unexpected thrill shot through me like an electric current.Who cared how? As long as she returned to me, I didn't care by what means!Even if it was through a transaction like this, I would keep her firmly by my side!But that triumph didn't last. A sudden image shattered it completely.Through the surveillance monitor, I watched her walk out of the building and collapse into a man’s arms, sobbing as if her h
ShirleyJosh and I headed back to the company, getting into his car to drive to the exhibition site.Inside the exhibition hall, the air buzzed with the screech of electric saws and the sharp crack of nail guns. The workers had resumed construction."They didn't give you any trouble yesterday, did they?" Josh asked, glancing at me.I raised an eyebrow. "All the terms were in the contract. There was no way they could push me around. Besides, for a pauper like me, mid-project price hikes are absolutely intolerable."Josh roared with laughter, his hand naturally finding my shoulder."I had no idea you were so tough."My spine stiffened. I instinctively shifted back half a step, subtly shaking his hand off.Josh seemed to sense my withdrawal; his smile faltered, and his hand slowly retreated."I'm going to check on their quality," he offered, using it as an excuse to walk away.I pretended to watch the workers, but my eyes darted discreetly to him.Before today, we could joke and tease ea
I steadied myself, controlling my breathing, and forced a seductive smile."What do you mean?"He leaned down, his warm breath ghosting over my neck."Be my contract lover."His words sent a sudden jolt through my heart—humiliation, disgust, indignity all surged up. But... I wasn't surprised in the least."Why should I agree?" I asked.He chuckled. "It's clear you really want that contract. I can give it to someone else, or I can give it to you."His lips curved slightly upward, as if he was certain everything was under his control.Damn him!My chest heaved, and my hands clenched into trembling fists."Are there more benefits?"I wasn't content with just a contract. Since I’d decided to sell myself, I wanted more.He tilted my chin up. "That depends on your performance."The expression on his face was one I'd never seen before: flippant, arrogant.I thought of Josh's gentle gaze, of his figure tirelessly working late night after night.I remembered how he often comforted me, "It's no