The Undercover Billionaire's Revenge
Language: en
I accidentally found a pair of black lace stockings in the nightstand of our master bedroom. They were torn to shreds. And only my girlfriend, Charlotte, and I had the keys to this apartment. It didn't take a genius to figure out what had happened here. Holding those torn stockings, my hands shook uncontrollably. Eight years of chasing her and two years of dating felt like a complete joke at this moment. I snapped a photo and sent it to Charlotte, waiting for her explanation. But she didn't even seem to care. "My friends all said I needed a 'test-drive' with another guy before…