Melomiri

Ashes of Love, Mists of Life

Language: en

After I was blacklisted, I agreed to my ex-boyfriend's demand. I would be a nude body double for his mistress, mimicking an adult film actress. One part of me was numb, the other grateful. The money would clear tomorrow, and my mother's respirator wouldn't have to be shut off. The third scene ended, and laughter erupted from behind the cameras. "Layla's wiggling so seductively. Must have practiced a lot in bed, huh?" My spine stiffened instantly. Roman Thorne, from behind me, couldn't resist a mocking remark. "That's about the only thing her 'wildness' is worth money for." Humiliation…

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