Billionaire's Personal Pornstar

tled her onto the cozy bed. The delicious scent of melon soup still lingere

e looked down at her daughter. "Of course, my d

tion. "Can you tell me the one a

h. "We've read that story

tone, Rosy asked

request, Marie chuckled softly

e well-loved book, its pages worn from countless readings. This wasn't the original version, b

fection. She opened the book and began to read, her voice like a

ss to the experience. As the story unfolded, Rosy's eyelids grew heavy

n the story. She tucked the blankets around Rosy, creati

whispered, "I love you, mama. A

whispered back, "I love you more th

mile faded as she left the room, her thou

d a father to share

offering a sense of comfort. She retrieved a packet of cigarettes from her

ries and emotions. His presence was a reminder of a differ

nvas where nostalgia and regret painted intricate patterns. The tendrils of smo

ifted to the roads not taken, the choi

remained deep in thought, the weight of her unspoken truths a test

rominent presence in the impoverished ghetto. This period was marked by the

d heavily on her shoulders, particularly as she transitioned

her in her hour of need. While she was fully aware of his involvement in co

nance and care held an irresistible allure. Naive and sheltered from the comple

ape her future. Her initiation into a darker realm continued as he initiated her into the harrowi

he exploited her vulnerability to claim her innocence. Astonishingly, this

showing little regard for his responsibilities. His nights were consumed by a caref

th the limited options before her. With no viable alternatives, she persevered, determin

tivities caught the attention of law enforcement. A packet of cocaine found concealed w

gnant. The confines of a jail cell became her reality, and in the shadow of impending mot

mere month and three days before the birth of her daughter, Rosy. The joy of motherhood, against all

t to strength in adversity. Her journey was marked by moments of doubt, yet she remained

ting a matchstick to ignite her cigarette. The tendrils of smoke that rose mir

guarded closely. Exhaling a plume of smoke, she cast her gaze upon the pile of bills and deb

e hinged on ratings and views garnered by her videos. Though far from the rea

ain world. His unwavering support was a bulwark against potential eviction

prospect offered by Fred that held the promise of a transformative windfall. A hundred

ing of anticipation and determination in the air. The prospect of the coming day

woes. The weight of her past and the shadows of her profession were momentarily set asid

marked a quarter past six, beckoning Dawson into the new day. His gaze settled on his

llet, heavy with cash, into his pocket. Descending the spiral staircase, he entered

embodiment of professionalism. The sleek car's rear door sto

egral part of Dawson's life, greeted him with a

tled into the cocoon of luxury that was the car's backseat. Skipping breakfast had b

ase of someone who had perfected the art of chauffeuring. The car

, his eyes holding a quiet anticipation. A subtle sense of expec

as if he were searching for an answer to an unasked q

g image—a woman walking on the sidewalk, her hand entwined with that of a young

TING

nd the woman was out of sight. He was left grappling with the uncertainty—was it her or a mere mirage? A

rad. He gazed longingly at the street behind them, as if tryi

he car and investigate. But time and reality marched on, and he was

p beside a solitary alleyway. Brad stepped o

ted the strategic choice of a local high school over a prestigious institution. The drop-o

d in his ears. "A man of means doesn't flaunt his

th the throng of students. His true identity remained concealed; within the walls

tucked under arms, cheerleaders exuding exuberance, basketball players with a com

his demeanor pale, his presence seemingly ethereal. Sneers and snickers,

designation that suited him just fine. The world of teenage parties and soc

er, Dawson's chest tightened with an unfamiliar sensation. The couple se

ut him, perhaps they would have broken their embrace and given way to his unspoken pres

mind—remain humble. It was a mantra he

sting a shadow over his thoughts. As he opened his locker absentmindedly

tle girl by her side? He couldn't shake the sense that their paths had

, a wish whispered into the night sky. And now, this unexpected enc

his book, his brow furrowing with intensity. The notion of seekin

ion reverberated in his mind,

peakers, announcing a change in the teaching lineup due to unforeseen circumstances. A substitute

stered with the students, a room fil

tuition that something was amiss. He recognized the

of his internal unrest. In his experience, this trembling heralde

scanning for any abnormalities, any clues to decipher his unease. Ye

sted, nagging at him, d

cus, diverting his attention to the corridor outside the cla

eir anticipation palpable. He, however, remained

wung open, revealing a pair of cri

as his gaze rose, captur

e room's attention. She exuded an aura of confidence, her long

this new teacher, was unmistakably the same

d at professionalism, concealing a provocative undertone. Yet

admired from the shadows of his scre

e. Her eyes sparkled with a playful glint in the sunlight, and her l

a place of fame. Her form tapered gracefully, accentuating her hips and buttock

with a charged energy as Dawson's gaze ling

tours, finally resting upon her bosom. His heart raced as he

ing within him. Shock, desire, cur

ghts whirled in a tempest of bewilderment. He attempted to

rner of the classroom, his focus locking onto a minute camera. The

utiny. The camera's minuscule size and strategic positioning attested to

is discerning eyes ha

intensify, the pieces of the puzzle c

woman before him, his thoughts a wh

ew charges. Her eyes swept over the classroom, identifying h

r scheme she had orchestrated. After school, she would choose one, and they would embark on an un

ind had already surmised—cameras concealed throughout the room were recording every de

Her guise as an actress—one of the most coveted in a se

hiteboard marker and inscribed her co

BEN

wed a tantalizing smirk to play at the corner of her lips. The secret behind her eyes an

charges, she mused inwardly