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Leonard and Vivian were together and were going to get married.I still blamed myself for letting her fool me for so long.Now, my lie forced me to act. I needed to restore my reputation, and the only way to do that was to appear in public beside a man everyone believed to be my boyfriend, an important, wealthy man.The engagement date was set, and I still hadn’t found the man to pretend to be my boyfriend. Even though I doubted my ability to find someone willing to help me, it was too late to back out. Everyone on campus was talking about it.I went into my room to try to focus when my phone flashed with a new notification:“Premium Escort Services. Find your perfect match for exclusive events.”I grabbed the phone. I had subscribed to those notifications in a moment of despair. Immediately, I wrote down the address and started getting ready.I took my purse and shoved inside it the card with all my savings. I didn’t look up any reviews and didn’t check the website’s safety. Not only

POV RobertaI wiped the sweat from my forehead as soon as I stopped at the bus stop. My breath came in short, uneven gasps, and the exhaustion from running almost an entire block forced me to lean forward, desperate to catch the air escaping my lungs.The moon hung high in the sky, casting its glow across the night. I glanced over my shoulder to make sure no one familiar had followed me, then spotted the bus that would take me back to campus arriving on the other side of the street. I only realized what time it was when I finally collapsed into a seat. The bus was empty.The first thing that crossed my mind was that man’s eyes. The hair on the back of my neck didn’t stand up, I didn’t imagine a future with him, and I didn’t feel the same rush of adrenaline I had when I first saw Leonard. Still, I couldn’t deny how incredibly handsome he was.Even I would have doubted that a man as striking as he could ever date a simple woman like me. But he was only an escort, and I was paying a fortu

POV RobertaThe man beside me turned his gaze toward the road ahead. I pressed my body against the seat as the car drove along the palm-lined avenues and entered the residence where the engagement party would take place.Miguel nodded toward the house and said,“This place is gorgeous.”But he didn’t answer my last question. It should have been obvious to him, considering I was paying a high amount for his services. So why did he seem so reluctant about the idea?I glanced around the car, wondering if maybe the agency provided vehicles like this to impress clients. Miguel truly looked like a wealthy man. He had impressed Vivian, and I was too. No matter how hard I tried not to look at him, my eyes sparkled every time they landed on that perfectly sculpted face.The ride to the house was silent. I felt embarrassed for making such a request. I had never imagined that a luxury escort could actually feel offended for doing his job.He found a parking spot near the entrance and turned off t

“Leonard, you’re hurting me,” I stammered, my voice surprisingly weak.His hand gripped my forearm so tightly that it felt like burning coals searing my skin. He turned his head and looked into my eyes without a hint of remorse.“What did you think you were doing?” He released me abruptly, the force making me stumble backward. “Did you really think a man like me would ever be satisfied with a woman like you?”I stared at him, heat rising to my face, my eyebrows knitting together confused.“How dare you go around saying I didn’t satisfy you enough?” His voice dripped with venom. “And who’s the man you brought to my party?”He stepped toward me. I kept staring, still confused, trying to understand why he seemed so disturbed by Miguel’s presence, or rather, why he was even speaking to me now after so long.“It’s not what you.”“If you say ‘it’s not what it looks like’ one more time, I’ll make you unrecognizable with my hands.” He clenched his fists and raised them toward me. “You were the

RobertaTwo thoughts hit me when I entered my room: I should not have gone after a luxury escort. Now it was too late to turn back.When I remembered the harsh and aggressive way Leonard treated me, I knew I would face another enormous problem the next day. I spilled wine on Vivian’s dress, and Leonard seemed to want to devour me.I tried to resolve things and made them drastically worse.And, as I looked at the photos of Vivian’s engagement on my phone notifications, I knew exactly what to do.I walked to my closet and took a box from the top shelf. I grabbed the bottle of wine I had been saving for so long, waiting for the right moment to use it. Popping the cork, I sat on the bed and took a long sip, the warm liquid burning my throat, before daring to look at my ridiculous reflection in the mirror in front of me.I was a failure. That sentence ran through my mind until I emptied more than half the bottle in a few minutes. I had never drunk in my life; it was the first time I ingeste