NovelEnglish‘Oh, we… we spent the night here, ‘ she realized.
She scanned the room, but there was no sign of Carlos.
She winced in pain as she tried to roll over on the sofa. She hurt all over. Carlos wasn’t gentle to her last night, seemingly wanting to torture her to death.
Slowly sitting up on the sofa, she noticed two pieces of paper on the table.
One was a check and the other was a note with a message written on it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFlames of rage burned in her beautiful eyes as she read the note.
“Thank you for your service, but honestly, not that impressed. It only worth a million at most.”
She grabbed the check and looked at it. It was indeed a million.
“My service? Not that impressed? You were the one that wanted it. You were like a hungry beast that wouldn’t let go!‘ she cussed angrily in her mind.
Frustrated, she Looked at the Love bites on her body. ‘So he paida million to have sex with me? Like…like a ho?’ she thought, disheartened.
‘A million means nothing to me. Why couldn’t he stay until I woke up?
What a jerk!”
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With trembling legs, Debbie left the club. It was sunny and hot outside. She hailed a cab and went to Shining International Plaza to cash the check.
She wasn’t a whore, but she could use the money.
An hour later, Frankie entered the general manager’s office and reported to Carlos, “Carlos, the check was cashed at one of the local banks at the Shining International Plaza.”
“Hmm,” Carlos simply nodded, a dash of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIndeed, Debbie did drive him crazy Last night. He just couldn’t help making Love with her. As soon as he was done, he was ready to go again for another round. But James was right. She was after him for his money.
Frankie continued, “About eight hundred thousand was spent on a designer handbag, and the rest was spent on clothing.”
Carlos sneered, “Very good. Now get back to work.”
“She traded her body for a handbag and sclothes. What a vain woman!’ he thought contemptuously.
After shopping at the plaza, Debbie hailed a cab and headed for a high-end neighborhood.
She easily arrived at an apartment and rang the doorbell.
In no time, a woman’s voice cfrom the other side of the door,
“Debbie! Why are you here?”
Carrying the designer handbag in her hand, Debbie casually leaned against the door and replied, “I miss you. Open the door.”
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