When Natalie Smith opened her eyes, it was already 3 a.m.

A man was lying beside her with his face away from her, appearing to be deeply asleep.

Looking at his bare back, she recalled what happened a few hours ago. Just the thought of how he had taken her five times last night had her cheeks blushing a bright red in embarrassment.How does this guy have so much stamina? Ugh… great, now even walking will hurt.

She moved silently away from the bed while struggling to endure the pain shooting through her. Gritting her teeth, she put her clothes back on and slowly made her way out of the presidential suite, taking all her belongings with her. Just as she exited the room, a figure stepped in front of her and stopped her in her tracks.

“So how did it go? Is the deed done?”

It was her paternal half-sister – Jasmine Smith.

“Yup,” Natalie replied with a nod.

“Are you sure he didn’t see your face?” Jasmine pressed urgently.

After all, the man inside the room was supposed to be the chief judge of the Fashion Contest – Sid Luft, a man in his fifties.

Earlier, he promised Jasmine that she would be the winner of the contest, but on one condition – that she had to sleep with him for one night.

was in desperate need of money at that moment. Thus, she made a deal with Jasmine – that she would take her place in return for

not answer Jasmine’s question. All she could think about now was her brother, who was still waiting at the hospital for her. That one million would be enough for him to get the surgery

took out a bank card from her bag. Handing

it as she kept it. Not wanting to waste any more breath on the other woman,

weren’t so desperate for money to pay her brother’s medical bills, she would never have considered

gone, Jasmine slipped into the dark room. She took off her clothes and crawled into bed, carefully settling down beside the

man beside her. Seeing that he was still asleep, she gave the man a

he vaguely remembered pinning a woman beneath him. That woman smelled wonderful – almost intoxicating and

bear responsibility for what I

in the silent room,

amiss, Jasmine bolted upright in bed and hurriedly turned

the man beside her. To her surprise, the sight that greeted her was not that

utterly stunned at the revelation, she recognized

Shane Thompson –

was still processing the identity of the man before her, Shane had already climbed out of bed. He

tidy and clean. He walked towards Jasmine as she continued to gawk at this Greek God of a man. Reaching into his jacket, he took out a glossy name

and address

was seemingly capable

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