Book 10
Chapter 1
“I wish everyone could see you like this, so desperate and pathetic.”
“Like a street dog in heat.”
Ethan’s lips brushed against my collarbone, his vulgar words crawling into my ears.
“I’m the dog? What does that make you–the one who’s been obsessed with this dog for ten
years?”
I met his lust–filled eyes with a cold smile.
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His handsome, arrogant face instantly twisted, the scar at the edge of his eyebrow highlighting his wild nature.
Desire mixed with fury transformed into a punishing storm.
“Watch carefully. This is how a dog marks its territory.”
Water sounds came from the bathroom.
I skillfully took out $200 from Ethan’s wallet and placed it in my savings jar.
Ethan had been puzzled by this habit, assuming I was just greedy, so he kept finding new ways to shower me with gifts–the $2 million house? The $200,000 diamond ring? I don’t want any of it!
Only these bright green bills were preserved, collected until they nearly overflowed…
“Your first love Riley Brown is getting married,” Ethan announced mockingly.
He had a towel wrapped around his waist, carelessly drying his hair. Water droplets ran down his sculpted abs, disappearing into suggestive territory.
“To Isabella Smith.”
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He deliberately paused for a few seconds, clearly trying to provoke me.
“Like I give a damn.”
Not getting the reaction he wanted, he leaned in, pressing me down, studying my face with
amusement.
“We should go congratulate them! After all, you were willing to risk your life to protect him
back then. ”
“Hmmm, how about… I send him your videos–as a wedding gift?”
“You’re insane!”
Noticing the trembling in my voice, Ethan smiled like a devil who’d succeeded in his mischief.
“Yes, glare at me just like that. You had that same look in your eyes in the video…”
Speaking of Riley Brown–he was hardly my “first love“.
He was just a popular, straight–A student I gave a pink love letter to during school.
The next day, Isabella Smith dragged me into the girls‘ bathroom and drenched me with ice
water.
“You have a crush on Riley Brown? Who do you think you are?”
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She slapped me hard across the face, the sting burning my cheek.
That’s when Ethan kicked open the door.
His clothes hung loosely, his gaze scanning my now–transparent blouse. He whistled.
“Call me ‘baby‘, and I’ll help you get revenge.”
I didn’t.
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So he and Isabella joined forces to weave one nightmare after another for me.
And Riley Brown became the end of that nightmare…
On the day of Riley and Isabella’s wedding, Ethan forced me to attend.
During the ceremony, Isabella was radiant, nestled against Riley’s side.
The way they looked at each other was full of love.
Watching the boy I once loved marry the girl who had pulled my hair and slapped me felt
bitter.
Ethan sensed my dejection and tightened his arm around my waist possessively.
“Keep staring, and I’ll take you right here, right now.”
As the wealthy heir to the Foster empire, people flocked to talk to him.
“Hey, if it isn’t the Two Hundred Dollar Girl!” A balding man reeking of alcohol moved eloser. “Foster, you still haven’t gotten tired of her?”
The familiar nickname made me feel like I’d been plunged into ice water.
Years ago, Ethan had stood in my shadow, holding my love letter high above his head.
“You are like a star in the sky, illuminating my dim life…”
He’d read my letter to Riley in a mocking, high–pitched voice, pronouncing each word with deliberate cruelty.
I’d blushed with shame, desperately trying to tiptoe and snatch back the letter, not realizing how intimate our position appeared.
“So eager to throw yourself at men? How much for a night?” Ethan had taunted, leaving me humiliated and speechless.
From the crowd, someone had shouted, “Two hundred bucks for the night!”
The entire class erupted in laughter.
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From that day on, “Two Hundred Dollar Girl” became my personal label, following me for
years…
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