Chapter 2
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Recently, I had s*x with a senior student named Marco in an abandoned restroom behind the university. He was a 4th year student and was a hot guy at school. More importantly, he was Jin's boyfriend, my stepmother's daughter.
Marco and I had been secretly doing it many times without Jin knowing. If she only knew, I believe she would be devastated.
Huh!
After we finished having s*x, Marco and I parted ways.
"Gem, where have you been? I've been looking for you all over campus," greeted Amber, my only close friend.
I didn't answer, I just raised my eyebrows at her once, and she knew what I had done.
"And who is the guy you had s*x with?" she asked me.
"It's Marco," I answered.
“Wow! Again? Looks like Marco is attracted to you huh."
"Probably. He gives me three hundred bucks this time."
"Jin might lose her mind if she finds out that you've been secretly meeting her boyfriend," Amber uttered.
"Well, that's what I want," I said in a calm voice with a cold expression.
"Hmm. I like it. But anyway, let's go study."
Amber and I have known each other since elementary school. We are very close. Amber is just like me. She sells her body to survive. That's why it's just the two of us together. I don't have any other friends. Amber had to resort to selling herself because her family's company went bankrupt.
People know what kind of women Amber and I are. We can't be expelled from the University because Amber knows the owner. That's why we are still able to study there until now.
After class was finished, it was time to go home.
"Want to go out tonight, Gem?" Amber asked.
"Oh, let's go," I answered.
"At the pub tonight at 10:00 p.m. I'll pick you up at the condo."
Since I started selling myself, I haven't set foot in that house again--the house I've lived in since I was born.
"Gem, Gem, look at that!!" Amber pointed out to me a couple. They are a couple that only attracts jealous people. The two of them were sitting, bickering at their usual corner table. Those two people are Marco and Jin.
Huh... many people are jealous of the two of them. But I'm not jealous at all. It's even pitiful.
"A rotting ghost with a rotting coffin," I said with no emotion.
"Yes, you're right."
Someday, I will make my stepmother and stepsister know what it's like to have everything taken away.
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