I felt absurdity. 'Humph! My uncle, my parents' friends?'

They looked down on me when I needed help, and after I was forced by life to become Damien's mistress, they mocked me as a bitch selling her body. But when Damien appeared, they turned warm and friendly, praising my excellence.

The identity of being Damien's mistress subjected me to two completely opposite treatments.

Damien took me to a hotel.

Of course, I knew that after the dinner, ...