Semua Bab The Billionaire Artist's Contract Stripper: Bab 21

CAMILA...I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the floor as my thoughts kept coming like a storm I couldn’t control. I had barely slept all night, my mind kept replaying the events at the party, the way King’s lips had pressed against that woman’s, the softness of his gaze when he looked at her, the undeniable familiarity between them. The mocking look on Katherine’s face telling me she was his fiancée. His real woman. The one he had been kissing in front of everyone while I watched like a fool.I felt the burn of shame in my chest all over again as I fell back into the bed and gripped on a pillow for comfort.How could I have been so stupid? How could I have believed, even for a second, that he might have actually cared? That the kisses we shared meant anything? That the softness he showed me in private was something special?It wasn’t.And the worst part, the part that kept clawing at my insides, was that I had slapped him straight in the face.How messy could I possibly get