Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 9

Julie stopped dead in her tracks, feeling almost disgusted with herself. She’d always had this habit since she was a kid. Whenever Kieran told her to stop, she would. Even after seven years, she couldn’t get rid of this deep–rooted habit.

A woman with full makeup, dressed in a silk nightgown, her ample bosom peeking out alluringly, was showing her perfectly sculpted curves.

A man and a woman were in the same room, fresh out of the shower, still in their pajamas. It wasn’t rocket science to figure out what might have happened or what was about to happen.

At that moment, Julie felt a pang of nausea. Bertha had just died, and he’s already frolicking around with another woman in a hotel?

“Kieran, I found us some fun,” the woman coocd, sidling up to Kieran and pressing her chest against him, “The girl selling condom looks like need some cash. I told her I’d buy ten boxes if she shows us how to use them. Hey, she’s pretty. Why’s she selling condoms? Shouldn’t she be selling herself instead? Right?”

“Out!” Kieran’s icy lips uttered the harsh command.

might have some guts, but she had

for one night stand with a tantalizing offer, but she wasn’t going to get punched over a quick buck. So, with a hint of regret, she grabbed her clothes and bag and made her

bitterly, thinking of her past self, always so obedient in

she loved, the more subservient

the black bag

Mr. Hernandez planning to buy me out?” Julie shot back, a smirking smile on her face.

sat elegantly on the couch, picking up a glass of red wine from the table. The wine was reflected in his profound eyes, his demeanor exuding

sip and raised an eyebrow, “That depends on your

pride, but Julie remained cool and composed, looking at Kieran nonchalantly, “The lady just now said she’d buy ten boxes if I performed. But Mr. Hernandez, business is also about picking your customers, and I’m not selling to

called her, “Joyce, why

on her lower eyelids, she retorted, “Mr. Hernandez, your