His voice was ear candy. It was sexy as hell, but to Julie, it was like nails on a chalkboard. If this were the Julie from years ago, she would’ve blown her top if someone dared take a jab at her pride like this. But now, she could calmly face the man in the car and quietly plead, “Please.”

Inside the car, Kieran’s gaze darkened.

She thought she had been quite accommodating to his request and that he’d be pleased, but judging by the sudden depth in his eyes, he wasn’t too keen on her recent actions.

Before he could even open his mouth, Julie repeated herself, practically groveling, “Mr. Hernandez, could you please open the car door?”

His face was stormy, and his gaze was as deep as the ocean as he stared at Julie, asking her, “If I asked you to sleep with me right now, would you agree without hesitation?”

credit. Men can pick their hookers, but hookers can refuse clients too! You make me sick.”

forgetting how quick–witted Julie used to

the doors, and the moment Julie heard the sound, she swiftly opened the car door, pulled

she was pulled back before she could even take a step. Her wrist was gripped with incredible force, making

of the man filled her nostrils, permeating the air. As she fell, she

had originally caught her from behind, had now slipped to her front, resting unabashedly on

was no way he would’ve taken her slap. But the sound of the slap echoed throughout the

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