Can't Resist the Billionaire novel Chapter 7

When I woke up the next day, it was already nine of the clock in the morning. Vincent had already left. On the table beside him was a new set of clothes with a card on them.

I rubbed my aching temples and tried to sit up. It was as if my body had been dismembered, and my limbs ached greatly. There was a bruise on my right hand caused by Vincen't handcuffs.

I raised my hand and looked at the bruises on my wrist. The first thing that came to mind was how to explain it to Christopher. Although Christopher did not have much experience, he was not a fool. The bruises on my wrist were so obvious. It would be strange if he did not suspect me!

"Bastard! Pervert!" I cursed Vincent a hundred times in my heart. I really hoped that he would die in a car accident at this moment!

I got up to take a shower and looked at myself in the mirror. Then I noticed that I was covered with all sorts of kiss marks that Vincent had put on me. Those bright red spots on my snowy white skin were especially noticeable, which confused me even more. I could find a more reliable reason for the bruises on my wrist, but how could I explain the red dots on me?

I did not know how many times Vincent had f*cked me last night because I'd fallen asleep later in a daze, but I could still feel my body being manipulated by him. My mind was too chaotic so I could not remember anything.

This guy must have left the mark on purpose, and marks were so ugly. 

I sat on the bed, annoyed. I looked up and saw the clothes and the card on the bed. He had left me the money and the card on purpose. Although I did not know how much it was, I suddenly felt sick when I 

Did he really treat me as a prostitute!?