My Price Was Too High Chapter 1

Brittany was on speakerphone with some trust fund kid, giggling like it was her job.

She glanced out the window and sighed.

"Ugh, Asher's waiting downstairs again. So pathetic. Anya, do me a favor? Go tell him I'm sick and send him home."

I looked down at Asher. The whole campus thought he was just a broke transfer student.

Only I knew he wasn't.

Last month, I'd picked up a cleaning shift at the city's most exclusive members' club.

I saw him walk out of a private suite, surrounded by men in suits that cost more than my tuition. Even the club owner was bowing his head, all respect.

I grabbed an umbrella and pulled on a thin white tee before heading down.

The rain soaked through the fabric, clinging to every curve.

I walked up to Asher and held the umbrella over him.

"Brittany asked me to tell you to go home."

His eyes lingered on the outline of my chest. His Adam's apple bobbed once.

"Who are you?"

"Anya. Her roommate."

That night, Brittany was at a hotel with her rich boy.

And I led Asher back to my apartment.