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.

at that moment. Thus, she made a deal with Jasmine – that she would take her place in return for one

brought the money?” Natalie did not answer Jasmine’s question. All she could think about now was her brother, who was still waiting at

lips curved into a smirk before she took out a bank card from her bag. Handing it to Natalie, she said in faux concern, “I hope your dear

glancing at it as she kept it. Not wanting

her brother’s medical bills, she would never have considered selling her

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

that he was still asleep, she gave the man a nudge while deliberately whining

vaguely remembered pinning a woman beneath him. That woman smelled wonderful – almost intoxicating and her skin was incredibly smooth and supple like that of a baby’s.

bear responsibility for

deep timbre of his voice rang out in the silent

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

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

was utterly stunned at

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

man before her, Shane had already climbed out of bed. He

Jasmine as she continued to gawk at this Greek God of a man. Reaching

contact number and address are listed

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 of

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