I Mistook The Billionaire For A Stripper
“Well, I’m still human, Stella. And humans tend to… satisfy themselves. You can’t blame me.”
“Wait, let me put it on video call,” Stella said quickly, and before I could protest, the call switched. Her face popped up on my screen, her hair was messy, clearly scattered from… something, and she was naked.
I didn’t need to ask what she’d been doing to look like that.
“Stella,” I groaned, shielding my eyes. “Please, can you wear something? Your boobs are flashing on my screen. Let’s switch back to normal call. I don’t want to see the person you had sex with.”
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