Non-Booty Call

“Just help my son out for a year, and then you can come back. You’ll be compensated with one million dollars. How does that sound?”

Damian, the Gregwindsor family’s notorious troublemaker, has gone through seven secretaries in just a month.

But all Yujeong sees is the million-dollar annual salary.

In the end, she signed the contract for the position of Damian’s personal secretary, which was offered by Chairman Edwina.

However, the contract includes a clause that doubles the penalty for breaching the ‘no dating’ rule.

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“I don’t have the money to pay the penalty.  So, I can’t date you, Sir.”

“We’re not dating. You don’t have feelings for me. So why are we having sex?”

Damian’s quiet question was composed, at least on the surface.

“The contract doesn’t mention anything about physical relationships, so I think sex is fine.”

Take a closer look.

Yujeong placed the tablet PC she was holding in front of him. But Damian didn’t even glance at it; he simply flipped it over.

“So what you’re saying is…”

Blue veins bulged on the back of his large hand, which was pressing down on the overturned device.

“You’re telling me…”

He clenched his teeth without taking his eyes off Yujeong’s face.

“…you fucked me—”

He stopped mid-sentence, let out a bitter laugh, and spat the rest like venom.

“Without any intention of taking responsibility? From the start?”

Damian’s eyes gleamed with a dangerous light.

“Who said you could.”