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

grabbed a bank card from beside the bed and tossed

a ring of smoke, he commanded, “Take the money and leave,

“Sure, sure.

up the card before slipping into her bag and

bubbled over, and

attempts to entice him, nothing had stirred

since that incident in the alley years ago, he had been unable

but

chasing after women, trying to prove

ended in

played at love instead, masking his deep-seated

had

karaoke bar, when he pulled Nancy close and ki*sed her, something ignited