=-Amber’s POV=-

For a few minutes, I just stared at the door after he left. How could he just leave, right after he used my body for his own pleasure? He may not love me but the least he could do was to be gentle with me, or even to console me afterward. However, he did no such thing, and he just left…and vanished from my sight.

Oh God, why was he so heartless?

Since that day, I would cry helplessly at night. He has made me into his exclusive whore, and what’s worse, I couldn’t say no to him. At any time of the day, whenever he felt the...