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That night, the doctor reported, “Mr.
Huntington, the old woman was able to fall
asleep on her own without sleeping pills. She
slept very soundly, but…”
Stuart said, “But what?”
<
The doctor said, embarrassed, “When I was
measuring her blood pressure, she tried to
shove money in my pocket and told me to
squeeze harder.”
Stuart didn’t say anything.
“What the madam is doing is really…”
I held my phone to my mouth. “Just a small
side effect. No big deal. You can keep the
money. Consider it a bonus from Mr.
Huntington.”
The doctor didn’t expect the phone to be in my
hands. He was silent for a long time before
saying, “Okay, thank you, Mrs. Huntington,” and
hanging up.
What else could I do? Stuart was tied up, his
wrists bound high above his head. It was too
much trouble to untie him, so I had to take the
call for him.
<
I thought he was too high up, and it was too
difficult to reach the phone, so I lowered him
until he was kneeling in front of me.
He was still in that position now, looking
annoyed and… enjoying it? Long legs, a narrow
waist, his shirt half–open—very pleasing to the
eye.
It was a bad idea to blindfold him last time.
Those bedroom eyes were perfect for crying.
“You and I are doing this for the first time. Why
do you know so much?” He was so
embarrassed by my gaze that he tried to
change the subject.
“Like you, I’ve studied the theory a lot. But I
never had the chance to practice.”
He moved his wrists, but he couldn’t break free. “Doesn’t look like you’ve never practiced.”
<
“I swear, I’ve never done this before in my life.”
I didn’t recognize anything I had done in my
past life.
Who doesn’t get a little weird when they have
money?
If Brittany hadn’t blown me up, I might have
eight of my own.
This life wasn’t a loss. Stuart had the looks of
all eight.
“Okay, stop talking nonsense. Tonight, I need to
give you a good lesson. Say after me: ‘A
thousand bucks down the drain, one day of
gambling, a lifetime of pain.””
Stuart looked confused. “I don’t gamble!”
I leaned down, cupped his face, and kissed him.
“Good boy. But we still have to be careful. For
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the good of our family, you’ll turn over all your
assets to me tomorrow. I’ll keep them safe.”
Stuart just stared at me.
