Guilty Hearts The Scumbags Original SinChapter 1
Ninety-nine.
That was how many mistresses had shown up at my door, screaming provocations, demanding I step down to make room for them.
And Jackson Sharp? Not a single word of explanation. Not one.
Instead, he praised me. Voice smooth. Detached. "Well done. You're finally acting like a proper Mrs. Sharp."
My gaze dropped to the pregnancy test report crumpled in my fist—evidence the woman had shoved at me moments ago. A bitter laugh clawed up my throat.
"You said you'd never let any of your women get pregnant."
Jackson smiled. That same charming, practiced curve of his lips. The one he wore like armor. "People change, Maya. Worst case? If she births it, I'll take the brat and give it to you to raise."
He reached out.
Patted my head.
Like I was a dog.
"Be good. Stop making a fuss." His fingers lingered, condescending. "Isn't this all because you can't have children of your own?"
The words died in my throat.
I had nothing left to say to this man.
The three-year agreement had expired.
It was time to return to my real life.
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Over the past three years, the women surrounding Jackson Sharp numbered in the hundreds.
Maybe thousands.