Pampered by Billionaires after being Betrayed

payment receipt, she finally understood why Sophia hadn't p

n drugs cost over a hundred thousand,

er saw her pause and called out, "Are

ing over her card.

in the hospital room, it was already past eight o

ck in the hotel lobby

ft until she had arran

e drunk and ending up with Mr. Satan, then this time, it wa

r handle began to t

Come in, the d

nt or not, Mr. Satan's voic

cing herself to calm down, an

the room was

ight from outside to shine in, outl

he window, holding a highball glass in hi

it

re was a sense of heaviness an

shared the most intimate contact between a man and a

t one night, she had

gly, feeling like she had sold

wall, but she hesitated, unsure if turning

lo,

f the red wine in his hand, his voice lazy and magnetic. "Care for

lined, "No, thank

f you don't drink, then how did you

drunk last night, those memories that made he

If I offended you, I'm truly sorr

y, how would you li

n aback, "You

nor, she could tell that Mr. Satan must be a billionaire with power. I

nstead, he said, "I know y

pressure, and even though he didn't sa

htly in front of her, with

k you. If it weren't for the money you gave me,

atan seemed

st don't understand why me? With your status, there woul

spised by her husband,

y Mr. Satan was willing to

whom I choose, is my freedom. I'm not obligated to explain or rep

ing her lip as she nodded,

ot going to have

r head, "No,

ood before her. It was then that Emily noticed, he was covered in mist, bare-c

ng softly in her ear, "S

ng the kiss he intended for her forehead, "M

impor

edings?" Emily closed her eyes, unable to look

above her head, "Your husband cheated on you with your cousin. The two o

t know how

his arms had already encircled her, and his other hand

emanating from him, leaving Emily's

ion. His arms tightened around her, pressing her tightly against his chest, whil

've agreed

unsure if she was a

d, our agreement took effe

ad and powerful chest, and she

, Emily couldn'

ll-built, with a sturdy and well-proportioned fi

st let me kno

slightly, lingering at the corner of her lips, "Sorry,

eling dizzy and heavy. Yet, her last bit of rationality still resisted, "I don't know

was enticing, "You're my woman,