Burned to Beta

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According to Archie, the reason he chose me as his lover was because I was "more untainted" than other women.

At the age of 20, relying on my looks, I dropped out of school and signed with a small-time modeling agency, becoming a mediocre freelance model. Back then, I was arrogant, always believing I could achieve great things.

Under my agent Johnny's persuasion, I borrowed over 700, 000 from online loans, lavished gifts on everyone, and tried to climb the social ladder, dreaming of fame. After more than a year, I hadn't earned much money but was drowning in debt.

I still remember that day at a suburban real estate opening. After the event, Johnny pulled me backstage, handed me 2, 000$, and a skimpy outfit. That was the day I was sent to Archie's bed.

I heard he was a famous tycoon in Skyvale's entertainment industry, owning several modeling agencies and deeply involved in film investments and international casinos. His side businesses were countless, and he was well-connected in the underworld. There were at least hundreds of women who were eager to get into Archie's bed. However, he had a special fetish that he liked "clean" women. No wonder Johnny chose me.

After that incident, I began to try every possible way to make plans for myself. I needed to find a reliable benefactor, not some nouveau riche with more money than sense, nor a boastful second-generation rich kid. I knew Archie was the best choice. He wasn't just wealthy and powerful; he was also incredibly handsome.

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Once there was a first time, a second time followed. Johnny, having tasted the benefits, hovered around me like a persistent fly, claiming he wanted to introduce me to other bosses. But I would never agree. I eventually changed my phone number and never returned to the company. I had to keep myself "cleanliness" at all times.

I began investigating Archie's every move, and after a few months, I discovered that on the fifth of every month, he played golf. I knew it was a gamble, but I didn't care.

When I appeared before Archie in sportswear, I boldly declared, "Mr. Hewitt, I've kept myself untainted."

Archie tossed his golf club to the caddie, removed his white gloves, and looked at me with disdain. His eyes were scrutinizing, with a hint of curiosity, and his cold gaze was suffocating.

Over the years, there have never been a few people who have wanted to get into his bed. But I'm the first one to be so bold.

He suddenly smiled, waved his hand, and called his assistant over.

"78 Maple Street." This was the first villa Archie gifted me.

I thought I had succeeded, but I was wrong.

After gifting me the villa, Archie disappeared. I asked his assistant several times, but the responses were always cold. He told me I should be grateful that Mr. Hewitt noticed me, but I shouldn't expect him to keep me by his side.

It was a month later that Archie truly decided to choose me. During that time, rumors spread that Archie had offended someone, and several rivals had teamed up against him, causing all his entertainment companies in Skyvale to shut down. Archie hadn't been seen for a long time.

That night, just as I changed into my pajamas and was about to head to the bedroom, Archie suddenly appeared.

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He looked travel-worn, with creases in his suit—a meticulous man like him would never allow such a thing to happen.

Before I could express my confusion, he approached and gripped my chin, his gaze dark and brooding. He asked, "Are you still clean?" I thought he wanted me.

Since he was my benefactor, I naturally used all my charms to serve him. I nodded and clung to Archie, and he didn't push me away.

I figured few could resist the allure of youth, not even Archie.

Just as things were about to ignite, there was a loud knock on the villa door.

Archie's expression darkened, and he pushed me away. He pulled on his coat and instructed me gravely, "Don't let anyone know I'm here," then headed upstairs.

The knocking grew louder. It was the middle of the night, and if I didn't open the door, it would surely disturb the neighbors and eventually lead to the police being called. I threw on a robe and opened the door. Only to have four or five burly men with steel pipes burst in, pushing me aside and searching the living room.

I was really frightened. However, recalling Archie's instructions, I took a deep breath and yelled at the top of my lungs, "How dare you! Do you know who I am? If Oliver gets to know this, you'll be in serious trouble."

The men exchanged confused glances, probably thinking they had the wrong place and had mistakenly entered Oliver's residence.

Oliver wasn't someone to be trifled with in Skyvale, and with my convincing act, they believed me. No one would dare brag about such a thing. The men didn't even dare go upstairs and left in disgrace.

Archie upstairs had witnessed everything.

After they left, my palms were sweaty, but I heard applause from behind me. Archie walked up to me, wrapping his arm around my waist and tilting my chin up. It's the first time I've seen him free of his ferocity in such a long time That night, he had pinned me to the sofa, leaving me exhausted from his intensity.

Later, his assistant told me I was lucky; over the years, I was the only woman Archie had taken a liking to.

I was 22 when I got involved with Archie.

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