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.

Earlier, he promised Jasmine that she would be the winner of the contest, but on one condition - that she had to sleep with him for one night.

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

the money?” Natalie did not answer Jasmine’s question. All she could think about now was her brother, who was

out a bank card from her bag. Handing it to Natalie, she said in faux concern,

wanting to waste any

to pay her brother’s medical bills, she would

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

a peek at the man beside her. Seeing that he was still asleep, she gave the

he vaguely remembered pinning a woman beneath him. That woman smelled wonderful - almost intoxicating

for what

voice rang out in the silent room,

in bed and hurriedly turned on

to look at the man beside her. To her surprise, the sight that greeted her was not that of Sid’s wrinkled old face,

utterly stunned at

Thompson - J City’s most

repayment for saving me, I’ll give you anything you want.” While Jasmine was still processing the identity of the man before her, Shane had already climbed out of bed. He then headed

to gawk at this Greek God of a man. Reaching into

of a well-defined face. His sharp nose and thick brows complemented his eyes 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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