Mission To Remarry

An hour had passed, and Aubree lay on the bed, numb and tearful, with hickeys covering her body.

The man lay beside her, naked and smug.

I have to say, this young lady is different from the prostitutes I've slept with. She's so fair and flawless and even smells great. It would be such a shame to only sleep with her once.

With that, he sat up and turned to face Aubree.

Aubree felt his gaze on her and returned it with a hateful glare, her face stained with tears. She wished she could tear him apart.

“Don't give me that look. You won't be marrying into some rich family anymore, so why not let me take advantage of you? You must realize I'm the only one who can help you now since you're all alone in a foreign country. I can even make sure you're well-fed if you're good.”

grip on the covers,

under the covers

with him. She was so feeble that it seemed

the man got his way and started to enter

bit her lip to prevent herself from moaning, her lips bleeding by the time the

just need to get someone to train you, and I'm sure we'll be able to get a

out, “Shut up, you b*stard! You'd better pray hard that I don't make a comeback one day, or

dire situation. “I think you should worry about yourself first before this. You won't have a single cent left after taking care of all these, right? Plus, it's impossible for you to get in contact with your family in Chanaea since the Farwells are keeping a close eye on you. You can only work as a server with that fake identity of

the gut, and she felt the color drain from her face as she realized the thought

to help you make more money. You can still earn tens of thousands a month,” the man drawled.

deciding to

tens of thousands a month. I'll be responsible for your