When a stunning stranger offered me $500 to play her boyfriend for three hours, I thought it was easy money.
I had no idea that saying yes would trap me in a web of manipulation that nearly destroyed everything I’d worked for.
My name is Anthony, and up until six months ago, I thought I had life figured out.
I had a decent job at a mid-sized marketing firm, a small apartment that I could afford, and most importantly, enough income to help support my elderly mother.
She’d sacrificed everything to raise me after Dad left when I was 12.
Now it was my turn to take care of her.
While most guys my age were getting married and starting families, I was focused on climbing the corporate ladder.
Every morning, I’d wake up at six, grab my coffee, and dive headfirst into work.
My colleagues would invite me out for drinks, but I’d usually decline. I had goals to meet, projects to finish, and a promotion to earn.
“You need to get out more, Anthony,” my coworker Jake would say almost daily. “You’re 32. When’s the last time you went on a date?”
I’d just shrug and tell him I was too busy.
The truth was, I didn’t have time for relationships.
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