Sharon Moonstone did not sign the papers that day. Instead, she froze the bank card she had given me and kicked me out of the villa.I knew exactly what she was doing. She was trying to force me to beg.In her eyes, I was nothing more than a pretty boy she kept around, someone she paid to exist.She was convinced that within three days, I would be crawling back to her in disgrace, kneeling in front of her, and confessing my sins.Unfortunately for her, several days passed, and I still did not bow my head. In the end, she was the one who lost patience and came looking for me first.The moment she stepped through the door, her first words were dripping with mockery. "Without me, this is all you can afford? A rundown rental?"She dropped herself onto the couch, sprawling without any grace, then issued an order, "Go take a shower. Serve me properly, and I’ll pretend none of this ever happened."The confidence in her voice, the way she looked down on me from above, was almost laughab
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