My toyboy is Alpha King
“Jealous of my beauty, my wealth, my status.”
I raised an eyebrow, my expression unyielding. “You're mistaken, Stella. I'm not jealous. I'm just tired.”
Tired of her games, tired of her manipulation, tired of being treated like a pawn.
Stella's voice dripped with venom, her eyes blazing with indignation. “How dare you do this to me? Do you even know who you are?” She sneered, her lip curling. “You're nothing but a charity case, a poor relationship tolerated only because of my mother's pity.”
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