Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

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.

in desperate need of money at that moment. Thus, she made a deal with Jasmine – that she would

you brought the money?” Natalie did 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 he

a bank card from her bag. Handing

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

money to pay her brother’s medical bills,

was gone, Jasmine slipped into the dark room. She took off her clothes

rolled around, Jasmine took a peek at the man beside her. Seeing that he was still asleep, she gave the man a nudge while deliberately whining coyly, “You were such a beast last

that, he vaguely remembered pinning a woman beneath him. That woman smelled

for what I

rang out in the silent room, sounding particularly pleasing.Wait

something was amiss, Jasmine bolted upright in bed and hurriedly turned on

over to look at the man beside her. To her surprise, the sight that greeted her was not that of Sid’s wrinkled old face, but that

as she was utterly stunned at the revelation,

other than Shane Thompson – J City’s most influential and

of the man before

and clean. He walked towards Jasmine as she continued to gawk at this Greek God of a man.

number and address are listed

two mesmerizing obsidians glint brightly as they stared out of a well-defined face. His sharp nose and thick brows complemented his eyes even more, with a gaze that was seemingly capable of drawing a person’s soul out