At first, I thought that someone had set me up again, and those people were there to pick trouble with me. Only after listening to them did I realize that I had been completely whitewashed because my work was exhibited at Ansley’s art exhibition. I then uttered a few words to the journalists in a daze. It wasn’t until Christopher led me into the car and we left did I finally realize that I had become a renowned figure.

 

I peered into the rearview mirror and looked at my face before glancing at the journalists who were still chasing after the car at the back. Pointing at my face, I turned to Christopher. “Chris, I seem to have become a renowned figure. What an incredible feeling!”

 

What’s so

the past, I was interviewed because of negative press. This time, however, I’m the heroine of my own story.” I was still feeling as though I was dreaming, so I patted my cheeks

hero in your story?” Christopher pinched my cheek. When we stopped at the

a minor role.” I deliberately lifted my head and put on a haughty expression. Before Christopher laughed, I began chortling myself, finding myself

night, Christopher placed me on the bed and tormented me many times to celebrate my success. Only when he was finally satisfied

lay in the warm water, I merely submitted to him, having no strength to even hook my arms around his neck. All I could do was to emit some low or high-pitched whimpers and protest occasionally.

 

slender fingers across my smooth back, he drawled with a chuckle, “All right, you enjoy yourself, then. Here, please help yourself,

his shoulder without showing him any mercy. Christopher, on the other hand, was inflamed by my bite. Grabbing my waist, he started tormenting me again and even purposely asking, “Do you feel particularly proud now that you’re on top? Do you need me to

a pompous

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