After Bright left the room, I hastily got out of the bed, my legs trembling as I could feel his hot discharge slipping down my legs.
My body smelled of his strong manly scent, but my heart is restless wanting to know if Bright had truly sent the four million into my bank account.
*Did he send the money? Did he truly pay me four million for a one night with him? How rich is he?* I pondered and picked up my bag from the nightstand table in the room.
As I pulled my phone from my bag, I saw the five missed calls from my father and two missed calls from my mother.
My immediately younger sister, Violet, had called me six times. She was a 24-year-old woman, a nurse and luckily for her, she had a boyfriend who cares for her.
Violet had been the one supporting me and helping me with money to
