Chapter 4 Mistaken For A Gigolo, Two Hundred Dollars And A Goodbye Note

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Draven POV

The sharp ringing of my phone dragged me out of sleep.

Who dares to call me this early?

I groaned and turned over, blindly reaching for the phone on the nightstand.

The sunlight spilled through the floor to the ceiling windows and stabbed straight into my eyes.

“Damn,” I cursed....

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