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I have been Vincent's personal maid for five years, but no one knows that I am also his secret girlfriend.
Every late night, he vents his desires on me wantonly.
I thought he would marry me until I heard him chatting with his friends.
"Five years have passed, the Carter family has given up looking for their daughter, and your childhood sweetheart has firmly occupied their position as heir! Shouldn't you marry her as compensation?"
"Just for fun, she is just a tool for me to vent my desires!"
"You don't like her? Why not give her to me..."
"Shut up! How dare you touch my things?"
It turned out that his so-called love for me was to help his first love steal my biological parents and make me a private tool for him to vent his desires.
I took out the maid agreement signed with his mother and called.
"The agreement has expired long ago, and I should leave."

The Fake Boyfriend's Five-Year Deception

Julian inquired, "What's on your mind?"


As I lay beside him, I couldn't exactly admit I was thinking about Vincent.


Noticing my silence, he abruptly sat up and pressed his lips to mine. "You belong to me now. Forget about that lowlife Vincent!"


Between grown-ups, when things are consensual, surely one night together doesn't equate to a lifelong commitment, does it?


It was too candid, and Julian suddenly appeared wounded.


He gently held my face, playfully pouting. "I told you yesterday, if you're with me, you're mine. No changing your mind. Are you trying to deny it right after waking up? Or was my performance last night unsatisfactory? These things improve with practice. Give me more opportunities!"


As he spoke, he leaned in for another kiss.


The effects of last night's medication had dissipated, and I could now sense the ring on my finger, an inexplicable feeling of discomfort setting in.


Chapter 7