Chapter 1
Hannah

I have a big secret.

At college, I’m a popular girl. I have many friends and enjoy the number of guys who ask me for my number. My friends say I’m loyal. Guys call me pretty. My grades are good, and since I’m constantly smiling, my friends will never discover my secret.

But the truth?

I’m eighteen, dirt poor, and struggling.

I can only afford my living expenses because I’m working full-time while also attending college. I barely have enough time to study, but I’m somehow managing.

Sure, I might hit a wall from working my ass off as a housekeeper at a hotel at some point. But what is a girl to do?

I need money and hate to ask for help, so I put on a show in front of my friends. I pretend I’m fine and without problems so they won’t worry about me, but my life is anything but perfect.

My parents avoid me like the plague and are too busy with their careers to call or try to see me. They both work abroad, and I half-suspect they are avoiding each other since all my parents do when they see each other is yell at each other.

I have a suspicion they are about to fill in for a divorce. And their relationship has made me think love is nothing but an illusion. But who needs love anyway? Not me.

With tired eyes, I push my cart forward. I round a corner while looking down at the list of rooms I have to clean before my shift ends.

Most of the rooms are enormous, and it takes time to get them ready for a new guest, but there is only one room to clean on this floor.

The problem? It’s one of the most expensive rooms we have, and it will take me at least an hour to clean it.

I groan in frustration even before opening the door with my card key. The electric lock lights up green, and I enter the room backward, dragging my heavy cart after me.

I then turn around and immediately realize something is wrong. This room is supposed to be empty, but a tall naked man stands with his muscular, sinewy back turned against me. He has brown short hair, and impossibly broad shoulders.

And he is humming a Taylor Swift tune! I almost choke when he shakes his glorious thick ass to the song. I shouldn’t look, but it turns out I’m a bigger sinner than I thought!

I’m not staring; I’m gawking!

That rump is what wet dreams are made of!

while this guy is sexy, what is he doing here?! This room shouldn’t have someone living

gasping, when I realize I’m supposed to be

deep voice hums, definitely the

in front of me naked, and he has that kind of deep-set v-lines

trip over my shoes, hitting my head against my cart. I swear

as one cleaning item after the other topples over my head, prompting laughter out

is trying to sound worried, but there is a

then I fight like hell

am I supposed

It’s huge!

And that six-pack?

Jesus Christ.

man” or something similar, and the guy smirks at me. My face burns,

wraps a white towel around his tapered waist.

know how to react, I grab his hand and let him pull me

beautiful, and I instantly hate myself for finding him charming. I seldom take a genuine interest in

the earth. This must be karma playing games with me,

He is too gorgeous.

me guess,

on his face. I expect him to make a joke at my expense, but he collects the items which have fallen from my cart in silence. It’s

Why am I suddenly so nervous? I never act like this! I

silently holds my dropped items for me to take. I stare at his hands with burning cheeks before shyly taking the things

“T-thank you!”

push my cart towards the door. I need to leave this room immediately before my stupid

with full force, but it doesn’t move. I try to tackle it

is directly behind me and towering above me like a human skyscraper.

enough trouble as it is. First, I entered his room, then I saw

bite my lower lip.

dripping from his body, and I step away from my cart to

of the wheels might be

“I doubt that is the

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