TBD #3: Babysit By The Billionaire
I gasped for air, choking slightly as the freezing water drenched me from head to toe, soaking my dress, my hair, my skin.
“Mainit ba kamo?” he said, his tone sharp and biting. “Ayan. Magpalamig ka muna.”
My lips trembled—not from lust this time, but from shock. From frustration. From humiliation.
I screamed again, this time not from desire but from rage. From the helplessness crawling all over my body.
“Put*ngina mo, Rouge!” I cried, fists clenching at my sides, soaked and shivering. “You don’t fvcking understand—”
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