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Love Forged in Flames of Hate

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 892    |    Released on: 07/07/2025

full of satisfaction and

was just ano

girl she could wrap ar

id, already typing quickly on her key

t that she was doing everything herself. She took my driver's license, snapped a pictu

er power, so certain

she said, her eyes glued to the screen. "Twenty t

she offered the first time. T

ing at me. "Five hundred dollars. You can just Venmo

r pocket. It was the first toll on th

ve hundred from my meager savings, a painful

it was an

and sent her the mon

," I

on came through, a quick, greedy little smir

ccount within 24 hours," she declared,

an off-campus fraternity house. I knew it was a te

and the smell of cheap beer. Tiffany was in her elem

a group of girls who looked just

med Jessica, looked me u

," she said loud enough for

grated on my nerves. "Be nice, Jess. Chloe'

es with a high price," another gi

all l

miliation, the same feeling tha

t didn't break m

I played the part of the embarras

e, let them think

as a few drinks in and feeling parti

esitant. "I was just wondering... that loan thing is amazing.

it up with

that

d people, just... you know, struggling. Farmers, small business owners. Is there, lik

was the moment. The h

g look in her eyes. She was probably wondering

up next to us, let out

. You want to be a little loan

pportunity. Not just to make more money, but to tie me even deeper in

ull attention to me. "That's a great id

er voice dropping to a

you a ten percent cut of their processing fee. And a fiv

to give me crumbs while she and

hat I needed. A forma

ull of fake awe. "Really?

said, patting my arm. "You just focus on bringing in the

a look over my head, a loo

ey were setting

hey had just walke

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