Addicted To His Fake Sugar Baby

Chapter 6

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ying games. This girl-this scammer-was trying to sink her

ly, hitting send before he

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unt-force trauma that shattered composure. He handed the phon

one, his eyes on t

at her laptop. She had just finished a practice test for her Advanced Thermodynamics c

e phone

nt buzz that seemed to rattle the glass of water on her night

om Oero. It was sh

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single point of light-the screen. The words bl

wasn't MoonCookie. He knew her name, her address,

be closing in, the air growing thin. She was going to pass out. She was goin

e wrapped her arms around her knees, rocking back and forth, her whole body shaking.

He knows

eath knell. She was finished. She shoul

t of her brain, forced its way through the panic. She

anded herself.

y, "I know you're Giselle Stephens." It didn't say, "I know you'

be sending his driver, or the police, or a hitman. H

gain. She had to be careful. One wrong word and the trap would snap shut. If sh

okie, the silly, spoiled girl who didn't u

ddy, what are you talking about? Of course you know who

e. It was innocent, it was confused, and it turned the accusation back

The message

ing her arms around herself. She had made her move. Now

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Addicted To His Fake Sugar Baby

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“While packing up her cheating ex-boyfriend's belongings, Giselle found an encrypted black smartphone hidden beneath his old textbooks. Curiosity made her guess the passcode, only to uncover a horrifying secret. Her ex had been using stolen lingerie photos of her beautiful roommate to catfish a man named "Oero" out of $1.5 million. And Oero wasn't just a gullible sugar daddy. He was Dereck Campos, a ruthless Wall Street billionaire known for making his enemies permanently disappear. The phone suddenly buzzed in her hand with a terrifying message. "Don't be late. You know what happens when I'm kept waiting." Giselle's blood ran cold. The lethal trap had snapped shut. If she showed up, Dereck would see she wasn't the blonde in the photos and kill her. If she ignored him, his private security would hunt her down anyway. Her ex had drained the offshore accounts and fled, leaving her as the ultimate scapegoat to face a monster's wrath. She was just a broke engineering student on a full scholarship. She hadn't taken a single cent of that dirty money. Why should she pay with her life for a deadly scam she knew nothing about? But Giselle wasn't going to just curl up and wait to die. Her analytical mind kicked into overdrive. She sent him a voice note faking a severe illness, and deliberately refused his massive cash transfer to play the proud victim. She was going to outsmart the most dangerous predator in New York, one calculated lie at a time.”