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My sister rushed over the next day.
Her pretty face was still flushed.
“Sis, we agreed to just be honorary wives!
Now he’s… he’s used me! Who am I
supposed to complain to?!”
She was furious.
But I sensed a hint of bashfulness behind the
anger.
She was totally lying!
“Think about the hundred million dollars.
You’re rich for life. Doesn’t that make it
better?”
I convinced her.
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Or rather…
She wasn’t actually upset.
She just needed to vent.
But we both noticed something odd.
“Sis, wasn’t your husband supposed to be
ugly and mute? He’s gorgeous, and he can
talk.”
“And you! Wasn’t your husband supposed to
be gay? He…”
I trailed off, as my sister’s blush deepened.
‘Jess!”
“Okay, okay, I’m done.”
“I think the Harrison brothers are nothing like
the rumors said.”
“Sis, maybe we walked into a den of thieves.”
I smacked her head.
“A den of thieves that gave you a hundred
million dollars?”
“True.”
But after that, I suspected Harrison Hayes,
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might be more than just a talker.
Maybe the whole “impotent” thing was a lie
too.
That night, I helped Harrison Hayes into bed.
I didn’t sleep in a separate bed. I cautiously
lay beside him.
While massaging his leg, I accidentally
touched his hand.
I could feel his muscles tense up.
As I reached to hug him, he spoke for the first
time in weeks.
“What are you doing?”
His voice was cold.
But somehow, I heard a hint of anticipation.
I ignored him.
I rolled on top of him, careful not to touch his
legs.
I leaned in, kissed him.
Who could resist such beauty?
Mmm…
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His lips were so soft.
I wanted more.
But then I felt something.
My eyes widened in shock.
I jumped off him.
“You… you… you’re not impotent!”
My hands trembled.
“Harrison, you liar!”
He lay in bed, lost in thought.
But in the dim light, his crimson ears told the
story.
After a long silence, he rasped,
“I never said I was.”
His voice, low and seductive, sent shivers
down my spine.
My heart pounded, and I fled the room.
