Love’s Cunning Ruse ( Mr.Kieran And Julie )

Chapter 9

Julie stopped dead in her tracks, feeling almost disgusted with herself. She’d always had this habit since she was a kid. Whenever Kieran told her to stop, she would. Even after seven years, she couldn’t get rid of this deep–rooted habit.

A woman with full makeup, dressed in a silk nightgown, her ample bosom peeking out alluringly, was showing her perfectly sculpted curves.

A man and a woman were in the same room, fresh out of the shower, still in their pajamas. It wasn’t rocket science to figure out what might have happened or what was about to happen.

At that moment, Julie felt a pang of nausea. Bertha had just died, and he’s already frolicking around with another woman in a hotel?

“Kieran, I found us some fun,” the woman coocd, sidling up to Kieran and pressing her chest against him, “The girl selling condom looks like need some cash. I told her I’d buy ten boxes if she shows us how to use them. Hey, she’s pretty. Why’s she selling condoms? Shouldn’t she be selling herself instead? Right?”

Kieran’s icy lips uttered the

she had

but she wasn’t going to get punched over a quick buck. So, with a hint of regret, she

her past self, always so obedient in front

deeper she loved, the more subservient she

a faint smile, Julie turned to leave, but Kieran’s gaze fell on the black bag hanging on her chest. Calmly, he asked, “How many boxes are in

Julie shot back, a smirking smile on her face.

up a glass of red wine from the table. The wine was

took a sip and raised an eyebrow, “That depends on

lady just now said she’d buy ten boxes if I performed. But