Chapter 5

I couldn't stop the corners of my lips from lifting a little when I saw the money, but I still forced myself to remain severe. I looked at Marshmallow and snapped, "What's that supposed to mean? Do you think I'm a gold digger?"

When he saw the ugly look on my face, he hurriedly said, "Of course not! That would be an insult to your love for me, my queen! I'm already honored that you've given me your time."

I was satisfied with how flattering he sounded. In truth, this job was super easy for me. I didn't need to do anything extra—all I needed to do was ensure that I was fully immersed in the role of being Marshmallow's queen.

I spent some time at his apartment. During that time, he was at my beck and call. No matter my request, he would nod and agree.

Before I was due to leave, he lay on the couch, covered in injuries. He panted, trying to catch his breath, but there was no mistaking the excitement in his eyes. He was evidently pleased with how things had turned out.

"It's not conve