A Strawberry Cake For My Freedom
Language: en
The day my benefactor kicked me out for the sake of his "One Who Got Away," he told me he’d grant me one final wish. I didn’t ask for the deed to the penthouse or the keys to the Porsche. I asked for a strawberry shortcake. For five years, Gideon Montgomery gave me everything my family had clawed away from me. He filled the holes they left behind with designer silk and cold, hard cash. But once I finish this cake, I’ll have nothing left to regret. He needs to give his "Great Love" a respectable place in his life. And I? I know exactly when it’s time to disappear.