Chapter 11. Curse of Beauty

Stacey's POV

It was already 3:00 am when we went home. I'm extremely tired!

We sheltered in our home gifted by his father because it's nearest to the club we went to. I think this is where he's sleeping every night.

Even though it's not yet fully furnished, we can still manage to stay here for tonight.

"You said you'll do anything I asked in return for not exposing you, right?" he asked, and I just nodded in response.

"Well, you'll be my PERMANENT assistant starting tomorrow. You have a lot of jobs to do than you formerly did so sleep soundly, MY WIFE," he said sarcastically and went inside our room.

Argh!

I thought I had already deceived him. It was so hard to cry, huh?

And now? Where am I going to sleep? At the floor or what?

"Hey!" he said, and then he threw a piece of blanket and two pillows. After that, he closed the door.

"You shithead!" I shouted,