A Month of Foot Massages Later, She Wanted to Be My Sugar Mama Chapter 2

The door swung open abruptly.

Right, this was a legitimate place; we never fully closed the door when serving clients.

My boss rushed in, frantically giving me the eye, then turning to Cassidy with a plastered-on smile.

“Ms. Thorne, this kid’s still green. Please wait a moment, I’ll straighten him out.”

My boss dragged me aside and immediately launched into a tirade.

He said if I didn’t land Cassidy, I wouldn’t see a dime of my monthly salary.

“I know you’re a college kid, proud and a bit shy, but with something like this, you’re not losing out, you know? Cassidy’s gorgeous. You get paid, and… well, it’s a win-win, isn’t it?”

I still hesitated.

“But she’s married…”

“So what? Cassidy is a Thorne, the sole heir to one of the state’s most influential billionaire fortunes. Her husband, Bryce, is a lightweight, a kept man living off her family’s name. He wouldn’t dare do anything even if she had an affair.”

My boss coerced, tempted, and wore me down, effectively tying me to Cassidy.

“Alright, Alex will be with you today.”

For a hundred grand, my boss practically sold me off, completely forgetting he ran a reputable, non-sexual wellness center, as he practically pushed us into the room.

Cassidy glanced at me. “So unwilling? Fine, then.”

She turned to leave, but I reached out, gently took her wrist, rubbing it subtly before pressing closer.

“Cassie, it’s… it’s a bit messy here. Let’s… let’s go somewhere else.”

The sprawling estate was impressive, its security no joke.

Cassidy strolled in with me, right past the watchful eyes of the security detail.

“From now on, this person is allowed in without question, got it?”

Stepping inside, I was deeply moved. But the mansion was also filled with traces of two lives intertwined. Framed photos of the couple, radiating affection, made my stomach churn.

“Are you sure it’s okay, bringing me to your home?”

Cassidy leaned back on the sofa, looking utterly drained.

“What’s there to be afraid of? My husband, Bryce?”

Cassidy was the only daughter of one of the state’s richest men, beautiful, highly educated, and with such a powerful father. She’d taken over several family businesses right after turning eighteen, a multi-millionaire in her own right, quite a public figure.

Her wedding day had made headlines, front-page news and dominating local social media trends.

I knew her husband, Bryce Worthington, was her college sweetheart. After graduation, they both joined the family conglomerate.

Bryce held an important position within the group, but I was just a college student with no connections. If he found out I’d been sleeping with his wife, he’d skin me alive.

I looked down as her scarlet nails reached out, Cassidy tracing my jawline. Her eyes held a flicker of impatience. “You’re scared of him, but you’re not scared of me?”

She had a point. The Thornes were the real power. Bryce, for all his bluster, was still just riding her coattails.

I turned my hand to intertwine my fingers with hers, smiling faintly. “I’m only scared of you.”

Cassidy seemed pleased, her gaze sweeping to the side.

“Come closer. Why are you so far away?”