Pleasured By My Dad’s Billionaire Best Friend
My mind raced to the thought of Talia, specifically how she had it all.
A billionaire father who treated her like a princess, and had probably paid all the blogs and websites to lie against my man.
He deserved to lose her.
“Yes, I will do it. Are you really going to pay my debts?” I questioned, and the man nodded.
“Of course. You will also get an additional two hundred and fifty dollars for your hard work. We are going to sign a contract to that effect now,” He divulged. “Inside the parcel, you'll see a white plaster, all you have to do is tape it on Talia's skin without anyone noticing. The plaster will do the rest of your job for you.”