The Silent Sugar Baby
Language: en
In the year my social anxiety was at its peak, I played mute in the bed of Julian Blackwood, the billionaire heir of New York. No matter how hard he worked, I just gritted my teeth and didn't make a sound. Until his "one that got away" was returning to the country, and he wired me a $30 million severance package. Overwhelmed with excitement, I blurted out: "Thank you, boss! You're so generous!" I covered my mouth guiltily, while the man laughed in disbelief. "My little mute, don't tell me I just pounded a medical miracle out of you?"