I fell for the broke student my dad was sponsoring. After some serious chasing and a few sneaky moves, he was mine. But just a day later, his sister dropped a bomb. A video showed my dad had raped her, pretending to tutor her. He disappeared from my life after that. Three years later, we met again. I needed money for my kid’s medical bills and ended up selling my body. He smirked, “Five grand a night? You sure know how to set a price.”
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