A Second Chance With The Hidden Billionaire

Prologue

He stood up, still sweaty, panting and catching his breath as he rose from lying next to me. He didn’t even glance at me as I carefully pulled the blanket to cover my tired body. I tried to get up. Despite the drowsiness pulling at me, I couldn’t lie down and rest. Every day, every hour, every minute mattered to me. Because a life hung in the balance.

When I sat down, I winced. I felt a sudden pain between my legs. It really hurt for the first time. I bit my lip.

It’s gone. I’ve lost it. I’ve guarded my property for twenty-five years. I promised to only give myself to the man I love and who loves me. Tears welled up in my eyes. I tried not to show weakness to this man. I flinched when he threw me a piece of paper. I glanced at it.

“I doubled the amount,” he said while still zipping his pants. I knew he was looking at me. Even if I wanted to look back at him, I couldn’t. I felt embarrassed because I had debased myself. I blinked back my tears, accompanied by a pang in my chest. He smirked, “Surprisingly, you were a virgin! How come a gold-digger slut was still a virgin until now? Well, a few minutes ago…” I keenly felt the anger and disgust in his voice. I kept my head down to avoid his scrutinizing eyes.

I couldn’t move. A pang of pain shot through my chest. Never in my wildest dreams did I expect him to say that right in front of me. He had changed. He was no longer Marcus I knew. Every word he uttered felt like sharp thorns digging into my heart.

It hurt. So much. I felt so down. But whatever he said, I would accept it with closed eyes. I needed his money.