Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right by PASSION

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

card from

the money and leave, and don’t

“Sure, sure.

assured quickly, scooping up the card before slipping into

bubbled over, and he crushed his

the woman’s attempts to entice him, nothing had stirred

in the alley years ago, he had

he was straight, but

was his way of compensating, chasing

in

was his darkest secret, so he played at

had

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