Burning Down the House of My Four Fake Lovers

y existence was just a pawn in Damien's game to secure his future while placating hi

o the car. I walked right past his outstretched hand without a

g fox. The one who had just reprim

way back to the Barron Tower, telli

face felt lik

asked, his voice gentle.

I said, my

we go to the new luxury plaza that just opened? Buy yoursel

concerned face, and felt a surge o

lena. I've made some very successful investments." He leane

my face for the first time in wee

ool, I would let him. I would take

exclusivity. I was examining a limited-edition Birk

my stomach. I knew, with absolute cert

Then she caught my eye and looked down, a hesitant expression on her face. "Oh, Elena. Do you want it? I'm so sorry, I'll look at s

t of the magnanimo

it's just a bag. Why don't you let her have it?

ting, "you should learn to earn it with your own two hands. And a word of advice: you might want to plan

With a look of pure contempt directed at me, he snatched the Birkin

e, his voice a low growl. It was the most direc