Chapter 1

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.

would be the winner of the contest, but on one condition - that she had to sleep with him

she made a deal with Jasmine - that she would take her place in

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

her bag. Handing it to Natalie, she said in faux concern, “I hope your dear

the card, barely glancing at it as she kept it. Not wanting to waste any more breath on the

for money to pay her brother’s medical bills, she would never have considered selling her body! Not in a

took off her clothes and crawled into bed, carefully settling down beside the sleeping

Jasmine took a peek at the man beside her. Seeing that he was still asleep, she gave the man a nudge while deliberately whining

had imbibed last night. Despite that, he 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.

for

timbre of his voice rang out in the silent room, sounding particularly

amiss, Jasmine bolted upright in bed and hurriedly turned

turned 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 of a young

she was utterly stunned at the revelation, she recognized that

none other than Shane Thompson - J

give you anything you want.” While Jasmine was still processing the identity of the man before her, Shane had already

of a man. Reaching into his jacket, he took out a glossy name card and handed it to her. “My contact number and address are listed

even more, with a gaze that was seemingly capable of drawing a person’s soul out of their body at any moment. Now, he had an indifferent expression while his suit jacket was slung over the crook of his

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