Mrs. Johnson no longer had to juggle two jobs, and she was so grateful she practically overfed me.
Adrian still came by after school to help.
But no one else knew that he and I had struck a deal.
I would cover Olivia’s medical expenses. In return, Adrian had to be my secret lover.
More precisely—my bed partner.
I gave him my first time, and he gave me his.
We were both so inexperienced that during our first time, he couldn’t even find the right place.
I ordered him around in everything, and he never once said no.
Among our circle, people whispered that he was my pet dog—a very obedient one.
I laughed every time I heard it.
Once, lying in his arms, I asked if he’d be willing to be my little puppy forever.
He stayed silent. Just when I thought he wouldn’t answer, he leaned down and kissed me.
I thought that meant yes, so I clung to him and pulled him into another long, breathless night.
By our third year together, Isabella came to the Bennett estate.
She revealed she’d been switched at birth by her adoptive parents. A DNA test confirmed she was the true Bennett heiress. She moved into my bedroom, while I was cast out of the family.