He Thought I Was Just a Cheap Hostess, Until I Bought His Whole World
Language: en
I spent eight years working as a VIP hostess in the city’s most exclusive nightclub. I endured handsy, drunk rich guys touching me, swallowing my disgust every single night. All of that was just to buy my fiancé a luxury car and a gorgeous apartment. But right when we were preparing for our wedding, his ex-girlfriend, Chloe, returned to the country. Logan told me she wanted to go out and sing, so he brought her straight to the high-end lounge where I worked. He even specifically demanded that I personally serve them. The moment I sat down, Chloe crossed her slender legs and pressed her…