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She wants to harm me!
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I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper She wants to harm me!
ChloeThere were many things Amelia had done to me. Many things one woman should never do to another. And yet, she did them all without hesitation.The funny thing was, I never truly hated her for any of those things. Why would I? She wouldn’t be the first person I had trusted who betrayed me. She wouldn’t be the first woman Logan found himself interested in either. But there was one thing, I could never forgive, and forget.It was the day I learned how truly dangerous women could be.Amelia had sex with Logan while I was screaming in pain, blood soaking down my legs. Even if she wanted him so badly, even if she wanted to secure her place in his bed, she didn’t have to keep moving on top of him while I begged for help. She didn’t have to look down at me with that gleam in her eyes, satisfaction curling her lips as she saw me suffer.Even if Logan refused to help, she could’ve called someone, but she didn’t. Instead, she let me crawl across the cold floor, trembling, my voice hoarse f
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper I’d just messed with the wrong woman?
Amelia One thing I’ve always known about this world, if you want to survive, no, if you want to win, you can’t wait for mercy. You have to carve your own way through, even if it means dragging others down along with you. Weakness doesn’t get you anywhere. Pity doesn’t feed you.That’s why I never hesitated the first time I seduced Logan White.Some people would call it betrayal, seducing the husband of the woman who once helped me when I was nothing but dirt on the floor. But to me? Logan wasn’t Chloe’s husband. He was an opportunity. He was the gateway to the kind of life I deserved, the life I had been craving for since I was a girl.A comfortable, luxurious, and secure life.Chloe could play her little saintly games all she wanted, seeing the good in people, helping them, only to get stabbed in the back. I wasn’t like her. I knew from a young age that kindness was just another word for foolishness.For me, men were like pawns, and puppets. Pull the right strings, show them they’re
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper We’ll stand by your side
Chloe“I’m telling you, she hit her head. Maybe the memory loss is worse, her whole personality might have changed with her memory.”“I also think so. It’s like she became a completely different person. I mean, she was always obedient, but this is different. I’ve never seen her act so calmly.”“What is she planning?”“You know, who cares if she’s different? She’s exactly as we always wanted her. It’s good for us, Mother. Let’s use her as our slave.” Their laughter echoed in the living room.I stayed in the kitchen, knife gliding through onions. An apron was tied neatly around my waist, and I smiled, humming a soft tune as if the ridicule outside these walls didn’t exist. The maids glanced at me from the corners of their eyes. They knew what was being said in the other room, and by now they must have expected me to break down, fidget, and shrink like before, but instead, I acted indifferent.“Please, pass me the salt,” I said lightly.The head cook handed it to me, her movements hesi
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper This was only the first move on the chessboard.
Chloe“You just need to act normal. Don’t show any signs that will make them suspicious. Just a few more days, Chloe. You can do it.”Stella’s voice replayed in my head as the car rolled to a stop in front of the looming mansion.I turned my head, staring out the tinted window. The sight before me was unchanged. The mansion stood there, its walls carrying memories I could never scrub clean. Normally, on the way back here, my pulse would quicken, my stomach tightening with disgust, but not today.Today, I felt nothing.I exhaled slowly and dragged my hand through my hair. A few more days. That was what Tristain and Stella had promised me. A few more days until Tristan’s plan was set into motion, until my mother and I were free.I didn’t know if the plan would work. I didn’t know if this would be my last chance, or just another cruel game fate would play with me. But I did know one thing, I would not let this chance slip through my fingers.My hands clenched in my lap, my nails pressin
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper You must really like him
ChloeThe warmth of the morning sun slipped past the curtains, soft rays brushing against my face. I stirred, groaning lightly as I blinked through the sleep. For a moment, everything felt peaceful, but the memories of last night rushed back all at once, chasing the last traces of sleep away. My heart skipped a beat.I turned my head quickly to the other side of the bed, it was empty. The sheets beside me were cold. Alexander was gone.Slowly, I leaned back against the wall, dragging the blanket higher over my bare body. My lips parted slightly, breath catching when I recalled every detail. Last night, after that conversation, we had made love.I had been so sure I wouldn’t be able to stay silent, and that someone would hear me, but Alexander had been relentless, his lips always on mine, always stealing my voice. The way he kissed me, the way he held me, every sound I tried to make was swallowed by him. He hadn’t let me go.And when it was over, he carried me to bed and stayed until
I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper The five pieces
Chloe His words were too specific. Five pieces. My stomach tightened as my eyes lingered on the small figures in his hand. It wasn’t random.There were five people who had made my life unbearable, who had taken every ounce of joy and made it into misery.Logan, my father, my brother, my mother-in-law, and my sister-in-law.How did he know?I looked at him. There were too many things about Alexander I’d tried to ignore. Too many times he’d looked at me like he already knew the truth before I opened my mouth. He knew things I never told him.How did he even know I was here, in this hospital?Mr. White would have buried this from the public. Just like years ago, when he erased the truth of my miscarriage, and silenced the press about how I could never give birth again.The White family was old money. They had the kind of power that could make anything vanish, rewriting it however they pleased. And I was barely more than a ghost, someone people knew existed, yet never truly saw.No one w
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