The wealthy socialite, Tanya Cooper, noticed the shocked look in my eyes. Instead of checking the new message on her phone, she held up her phone and waved it in front of me.She asked, "Hey, are you okay? Was that too much for you? I know it's an embarrassing topic to talk about, but you don't exactly look young yourself. You get it, don't you? Well, he's over 30, but he still keeps me happy every single day. A little spiciness is perfectly normal."Leaning in, she suddenly said in a smaller voice, "But he's a little too strong, and I almost couldn't make it out of bed. So I had no choice but to come to you for some massages. If not, I don't think I can handle him tonight."Her words became even more unbearable with each passing second.Then, she waved her phone, her lock screen image gradually turning clearer.The man in the photo had the same familiar face and silhouette, but he was wearing an expensive suit I had never seen before.I heard my hoarse, bitter voice say, "Is tha
Read more