Mercer stood by the bed, gazing at the captivating woman lying there.

With a nonchalant grin, he picked up a bank card from the nearby table.

He dangled it before her and said, “Make tonight worthwhile, and this card’s yours.

With a bewitching smile, she sat up and reached for the knot of his bathrobe.

“I’ll make sure you’re well taken care of,” she assured him.

An hour had passed when Mercer sat on the bed’s edge, clad in a bathrobe, with his robe belt tossed carelessly at his feet.

His fingers clutched a cigarette while the floor around him was covered in spent stubs.

The bathroom door opened with a soft click, and a woman emerged, her approach hesitant and her expression frozen.

“Mr.

I…” she began

a bank card from beside the

ring of smoke, he commanded, “Take the money and leave, and don’t breathe a word

“Sure, sure.

she assured quickly, scooping up the card

bubbled over,

entice

years ago, he had

he was straight, but his impotence infuriated

was his way of compensating, chasing

encounter ended in shame

was his darkest secret, so he played at love instead, masking his

had

he pulled Nancy close and ki*sed her,

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