Dear Ex-wife Marry Me

As Tyler pressed the woman onto the bed, he genuinely found himself captivated by her.

She had an enchanting aura, a kind of charm that made her unforgettable—a true standout in the entertainment world.

He'd had a bit too much to drink tonight. Normally, he'd push away a woman who threw herself at him like this, but the moment he caught her gaze, he hesitated. Instead, he let her guide him to this hotel room.

The woman seemed to struggle slightly under his weight, and her perfume was intoxicating, filling his senses.

Now, with her beneath him on the bed, she made no move to resist. Instead, she simply asked, "Will you take responsibility for this?"

Tyler almost burst into laughter, tempted to ask if she was joking.

Everyone in this industry knew the score. Talking about "responsibility" was almost laughable.

But at this point, he was already too far gone to stop.

"Sweetheart, what do you mean by responsibility? How about I make you my girlfriend?"

Athena Zade's eyes lit up, though she seemed unsure. "Really?"

"Of course it's real. Now, let me in."

Athena didn't stop him. Her cheeks flushed as she let him continue.

Tyler had assumed she was as seasoned as he was, both being players in this

game, but once he was with her, he realized she was untouched.

He'd hit the jackpot.

A first-timer.

He found himself indulging in her, time and again.

Athena endured, saying nothing, her gaze full of admiration.

Tyler felt smug. He was well-known in the entertainment circle, with

plenty of women eager to get né?

to him. But finding someone so innocent was rare.

In this industry, staying untainted was nearly impossible.

He was surprised to find someone like her who was both physically and emotionally pure. He liked it.

By the time dawn broke, Tyler left a card by the bed.

Athena barely managed to open her eyes. Seeing the card, she was puzzled about his intentions.

Tyler chuckled lightly as he dressed. "Sweetheart, I had a great time last night. Consider this compensation."

Athena didn't immediately take the card. Instead, she asked, "Are you leaving?" Feeling satisfied, Tyler leaned in to give her a soft kiss.

She was just so kissable, her whole being like a soft jelly he didn't want to let go of.

But he never fell for women, and this was just a small-time actress. A little token was enough.

"Yeah, I'm leaving. But we'll see each other again."

Athena nodded, returning the card to him.

Tyler raised an eyebrow. He was a bit of a player, and a woman refusing money didn't strike him as high-minded, just cheap.

The more expensive they were, the more he liked them. The cheaper, the less they mattered.

So when he took the card back, his interest in her faded significantly.

He probably wouldn't call her again. He'd already had her first time, and anything after that wouldn't be as thrilling.

Tyler felt no guilt. As soon as he left

the hotel, he was already planning his next outing with friends, completely forgetting about Athena, not even knowing her name.

But Athena took his words about being

osion ansible to heart. Even as

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face was still tinged with

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