Vanessa's POV
I live the life that I love, I love the life that I live. No matter what happens, I will be rich till I die. I don't care what has to happen to make that possible, I am not dying poor. And for that to happen I have to make sacrifices, like this one I am doing right now. I am laying on the bed as a man twice my size gets his pleasure through me and then I have to wear a smile at the end and pretend to have loved and enjoyed it so the bastard old enough to be my father can give me whatever the fuck I want. Scraping off Penelope isn't enough anymore, with Aurora back in her life it has become even harder to do that.
