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"Alex, can I take a break for a few days?" Olivia Hall asked. Alex Adams grabbed Olivia and threw her onto the bed as he said, "Don't forget about our contract. You don't get to say no to me." In order to save her mother, Olivia had sold herself to a stranger. Although Alex was rumored to be cold-hearted and uninterested in women, he made Olivia sleep with him every night. Olivia thought sadly, 'I am only doing this for money.' After paying off her mother's medical bills, Olivia quietly left Alex and buried this memory deep down her heart. However, the arrogant Alex refused to let her go. He found her and said hysterically, "You are the lover of a Mafia, you are not allowed to leave as you wish."
At night, on the 32nd floor of the Empire Hotel, Gary Miller said to Alex Adams, "Dude, you are already 28, yet I never see you have any women around you. What do you do when you are horny?"
"Fuck off," Alex said indifferently.
Gary offered, "I can gift you a girl. I promise she's clean."
Alex stood by the French window while holding a bottle of cold beer. He narrowed his eyes and exuded a dangerous aura.
Gary realized he had said something wrong and quickly stood up, awkwardly chuckled, "I'll see you next time, good night."
Alex took off his shirt, revealing his wheat-colored skin, and went to the bathroom with a white bathrobe.
Soon, the sound of running water echoed from the bathroom.
As Alex stepped out of the bathroom, there was a knock at the door at the entry.
Wearing a white bathrobe, he lazily leaned against the door and opened it.
A beautiful girl appeared before him.
She wore a milky-white long dress, her black hair cascading behind her. She had a delicate face, her watery eyes tinged with nervousness, and her pink lips tightly pursed.
Alex reached out and pulled her in, forcefully prying open her shell-like teeth, pressing her against the wall for a passionate kiss.
They had only known each other for ten days. She came to him for money. He came to her for her body.
As soon as they met every time, they started having sex right away.
Olivia's face instantly blushed, her eyes glazed over, her body turning weak, unable to help but let out a series of whimpering sounds.
Alex extended his slender fingers to pinch her chin, as if with a little force, he could crush it. He said with a low voice, "Why are you still so easy to turn on?"
Olivia looked up at him and said, "Don't you like my innocent appearance?"
"You call this innocent?" Alex's gaze fell on her ample chest, his throat tightening involuntarily.
His eyes then glanced at her skirt, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. He said, "That dress is not attractive, take it off."
Olivia wrapped her arms around Alex's neck and tiptoed. She pressed her pink lips lightly against his thin lips, her movements graceful.
Alex's face turned serious. He bent down to lift her horizontally, placing her on the bed while deepening the kiss.
As the kiss ended, Alex's low voice sounded in her ear, "Are you trying to seduce me? You better be able to handle the consequence..."
Alex held her earlobe in his mouth, teasing and nibbling.
Olivia moaned, but soon her voice was drowned out by a series of other sounds.
The two quickly entangled, the room filled with hormones. They shared a sleepless night.
At five in the morning, Alex sat on the edge of the bed, his gaze coldly fixed on the sleeping woman on the bed.
He thought, 'Damn it, every time I see her, I can't control myself and want to do her again and again.
Since the day Alex saved Olivia at a bar and slept with her, he seemed unable to control his body and became more and more obsessed with her.
When Olivia woke up, Alex was already gone.
She looked up and saw the morning-after pills on the table, not surprised at all.
Her legs were trembling as she picked up the pills and swallowed them. She quickly tidied up and left the room.
Olivia went directly to the hospital by taxi to visit her mother.
*****
Inside a hospital ward, Haley Hall lay on the hospital bed, while the caregiver kept scolding her, "Since your daughter only gives me this little money every month to take care of you and buys food for you. you can only expect to have water for meals all day every day!"
Upon hearing this, Haley was unmoved and remained in a daze.
Three years ago, she was involved in a car accident, and then she got divorced. After that, she found herself often zone out.
"What did you say?" Olivia burst into the room, her face full of anger as she glared at the caregiver. "You're fired."
Upon hearing this, the caregiver screamed, "What? You're firing me? Give me this month's salary then. Since you are broke, why do you want to hire a caregiver?"
Olivia regretted deeply that she shouldn't have hired this cheap caregiver online for her mother.
"Here, take it, and get lost!" Olivia was trembling with anger and swearing.
With delicate fingers, she tapped on her phone and transferred the money. After the caregiver received the money, she grunted and left.
Olivia sat on the edge of the bed and hugged Haley tenderly. "Mom, are you hungry? I'll go buy you something to eat."
Haley shook her head. "I'm not hungry. What has your father been doing lately? Why hasn't he come to see me?"
Olivia hesitated. She looked at Haley and clutched her clothes tightly, unsure of how to broach the topic with her mother.
Her father wasn't busy. He had a new family now, and he was very happy.
A few days ago, her dad stopped paying for Haley's medical expenses and her tuition before leaving for his new family.
After a while, Olivia looked at her mom and said, "Mom, Dad has a new family now. Don't think about him anymore."
"Okay," Haley responded with a hint of disappointment in her eyes.
After Olivia comforted her mom, she left the hospital. At that moment, she received 4000 dollars transferred from Alex.
A wave of shame washed over her instantly, but she felt she had no choice. For her mother's medical expenses, for her tuition, she had to keep this relationship with Alex.
Olivia knew she needed his money, and Alex needed a woman to satisfy his physical needs.
Olivia looked at Alex's profile picture on her phone, it was a completely black picture, just as mysterious as he was. She didn't even know his real identity.
She was about to put her phone away when another message came in on WhatsApp, [See you tomorrow night.]
Olivia was speechless.
She couldn't help but be surprised as she thought, 'Is he even a human being? Does he ever need a break?'
Her delicate fingers tapped on the phone screen. [Mr. Adams, I'm feeling a bit tired. I'd like to take a few days off.]
*****
After sending the message, she stared at her phone intently. It took a while before Alex replied, "Meet me at the Empire Hotel in three days."
Seeing the message, Olivia finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Dragging her weary body, she returned to the dormitory.
Since she didn't have classes that day, she crawled into bed and fell into a drowsy sleep.
In the afternoon, her roommates returned from class and saw Olivia. One of them spoke up, "Olivia, you're back?"
After a pause, she hesitantly said, "Olivia, there's something we're not sure if we should say..."
Olivia looked up at them and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Just now, Rosa said in class that she wants you to kneel to her in public..."
Rosa Hall was her stepmother's daughter, which means she was her half-sister.
Her stepmother, Nancy Hall, was the first love of Toby Hall, her father.
Before Toby and Haley got married, he had an affair with Nancy and eventually had Rosa.
Later, after Haley had a car accident, Toby eagerly divorced her and brought Rosa and her mother back home.
Since then, Olivia had faced many unpleasant situations every day.
Rosa couldn't stand her. Not only did she cause trouble for Olivia but she also rallied classmates to bully her.
"Bullshit." Olivia's friend, Grace Hunt, walked over, looking displeased. "Why would Olivia do that?"
In an instant, Olivia realized what was going on. It was probably because of her mother's medical expenses and her own tuition that Rosa thought she needed money.
But she was wrong. Olivia would rather sell herself than beg those scumbags from the Hall family.
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When Corynn mustered up the courage to tell Elliot about her pregnancy, she unexpectedly found him gallantly helping another woman from his car. Her heart sank as three years of effort to secure his love crumbled before her eyes, compelling her to leave him behind. Three years later, life had taken Corynn down a new path with someone else, while Elliot was left grappling with regret. Seizing a moment of vulnerability, he pleaded, "Corynn, let's get married." Shaking her head with a faint smile, Corynn gently replied, "Sorry, I'm already engaged."
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