The Billionaire's Seven-Year Mistress
Language: en
Damian Vance was gorgeous, wealthy, and born with a silver spoon in his mouth. I was nobody. Just a broke girl pouring drinks in a VIP lounge to survive. Because of one careless thing he said, I willingly stayed by his side as his secret lover for seven years. Once, when he was half-drunk, he whispered against my lips, "My heart belongs to you, and only you." Deep down, I always knew the truth: he had to marry an heiress from a family as powerful as his own. *** In our seventh year together, I brought up ending our relationship for the first time. He had just come home from a business…