Chapter 166

“Actually, it was a gutter downtown after a bunch of thugs beat me up for a dr*g debt I bumped. I’m an ex-hooker, Luv, and I fucked men for money, not married them. I had my own little operation going before this one bailed me out of the shit storm and gave me a job in his sex club. Saved my arse, and well, I fell for him hook, line and sinker… As for the accent, it’s genuine, sort of. I’m a Londoner, but yeah, common as they come, and I grew up begging for scraps and screwing men from a very young age… You were close, though… so half a gold star for that. As for his bank balance, well, I don’t need it, considering he gave me the club, and it turns over a nice little profit with all the rich suits who come to cheat on their wives from your neck of the woods… Oh, I’ve met your husband, by the way. He seemed nice when he popped in.” I raise a catty brow, my tone dripping with disdain as I pull myself up and lift that defiant chin, fixing a hostile glare on her face. I watch her go fro