Entangled In His Toxic Love

here to apply

ng for more staff. You mig

, right? Could you make an except

short as she glanced up, taken abac

k, her skin was smooth, and her eyes were an unusual shade that set her apart. Her f

ad in just a simple white dress, with no hint of makeup, she exuded the elegance of

necklace gracing Ariella's neck, leading to disbelief.

. "It's just an imitation. A keen eye would see through it if the

iamonds need an escort job? The receptionist looked at her with

me," Ariell

ying a hint of warning. "As a 'waitress,' you don't get to pick who you serve. You'll att

genuinely here for a job interview. Regardless of what was said, h

nge. The receptionist answered, "

, she turned back to Ariel

Ariella's face, quickly repla

anded Ariella a card key. "You're in luck. A client is available at 8

he paused after a few steps, turning to flash a grateful smile

She picked it up with a sneer, believing it was a fake. Though it was not imp

omentary frown which she quickly smoothed away. She retrieved a bathrobe from the wardrobe and heade

damp imprint on the floor. Peering outside, she caught sight of

her lips. She had no

of the card key sliding in and the door opening caught her attention. Before she cou

Before Ariella could react, her bathrobe was abru

t were you thinking coming to a place like this? Ariella, are y

erneath, the man's demeanor grew even

e, Ariella leaned back into him,

gnoring my texts, my calls. I even went to your office, only to be told by your secretary you we

preading across her face. "Se