LOGINIn a world where desperation and desire collide, una chica, a struggling waitress, faces an impossible choice when a mysterious stranger offers her a life-changing sum of money for a scandalous arrangement. Trapped in a stalled elevator, his provocative proposal—three hundred thousand dollars for three months of illicit encounters—ignites a battle between her moral compass and the crushing weight of her financial burdens. With her sister life-saving surgery hanging in the balance, she grapples with the allure of security and the shame of crossing ethical lines. As temptation blurs her judgment, she must decide whether to sacrifice her principles for the promise of a better future or walk away from the only solution that could save everything she holds dear. This gripping tale explores how money and need can push us to the edge, forcing us to confront the cost of survival and the boundaries of desire.
View More"I think you chose to lie to him about how you feel and are lying to yourself that you'll be okay without him," Laury tells me."Can't you ever just let a girl delude herself, Laury?""A friend would never." But she says it with a smile.I look down at Shawn, because it seems easier to look at him than at the truth staring back at me in Laury and Sarah's faces. The truth that I should have been honest with him. That I should have told him how I felt and asked him if there was anything in his heart for me, or offered him an opportunity to give me his truth and say that he wasn't interested in that with me. I should have given him a chance. A chance. But now, it's too late."I love him," I say softly, if only because I feel like I need to say it to someone. I could only ever say it to Jackson while he slept. I need to tell someone awake. But even as I repeat the words, I still don't look at Sarah and Laury. I can't. "I love him. I love him. And I'll never have him.""Oh, don't cry, or I
Something he used to make a meal for me back when he still looked at me with warmth in his eyes. I'm sure I won't find that warmth there if I see him now.I grab a bagel from the counter and don't even bother to toast it, just keep it clenched between my teeth as I head for my shoes. Then I'm looking back at my house. It's been filled with the last of Jackson's presence these past few days. Both consoling me and haunting me. Leaving here today feels like I'm losing all of that the moment I set foot outside. But I need to let it go. Let him go. So I step outside and shut the door behind me.I blast music the entire way to Sarah's house to keep myself from thinking... much. But once I'm in the house, hugging Sarah and Laury, getting to hold Shawn again, my thoughts aren't so troublesome anymore. Or at least, I thought they weren't bothering me as much until Laury asks if I'm okay for the third time."Yeah." I smile at her. "I'm feeling much better."But her eyebrows only furrow, and she
He tosses my phone to the bed as if it's offended him, scorched him, and runs his fingers through his hair."So what the fuck was everything we just did?" He looks everywhere but at me as he speaks. "A mistake? Just something you gave into?" He stops, going so still that I don't dare to breathe in the silence that suddenly fills the room. Then he turns, eyes narrowing, but I can see the suspicion in them clearly. "Was this goodbye sex? Was that what that look in your eyes was about? You doing something you felt you had to do one more time?""No!" I exclaim. "I wanted that. I wanted every single thing that happened.""So what the fuck is the problem? Because you're telling me you wanted it, still want what we do, but your text is saying we can't do it anymore.""This just isn't... working for me anymore," I pathetically lie."You mean, I'm not working for you."Why does he look... hurt?"I never said that," I say low."You don't have to. You clearly haven't lost your desire for what we
God, what kind of person am I that that image turns me on. Makes me want to push him just to see if he'll actually do it. He will. I know he will. And that's a part of what turns me on most. That he can hurt me and please me at the same time."What are you waiting for?" he asks as he drops back down to the pillows, hands going back to my hips, flexing there, urging me on.Swallowing, I rise up to reach between our bodies. When my hand slides over his pubic area, I can feel my wetness there, all over him, warm, slick. It's on his cock too and coats my hand as I wrap it around him. I position him at my opening and begin to lower.His eyes become half-lidded as I slide down on him. That stretch that I love so much makes me hiss, giving me sparks of pain until I'm seated on him. We've never done this before, me on top, looking down at him. Doesn't this mean I have the power now? Me controlling him for once? As if he can hear my thoughts, his eyes narrow at me, his nostrils flare, and his






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