FIFTY NINE Thrown in the Pile of Trash

Chatny POV

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The h*ll this as*hole had the nerve to insult me after f*cking me. Who did he think he was? And what the h*ck was he doing in this motel, in this place, in this countryside?

I was here simply trying to escape from Shantel, who had been bossing me around. I had a great life in Italy. My job as a fashion model was doing well until my sister dragged me into this freak show she and my father started.

If only she didn't have something that could blackmail me, I would never obey her. Shantel and I may be sisters, but we were water and fire. We couldn't get along. She was the businesswoman and the brain in the family, I was the cheerful, easy-go-lucky one. I was the wallflower in the Zaborowski mansion; never noticed, never cared, but always there.

"Miss, we are here!" My Lady guard arrived just in time. She was with another guy, who acted as my driver and bodyguard.

"Please get rid of him. Throw him outside or in the trash, I don't care!" I pointed at Yvan, w