RENEE

A stunning necklace, with the letter R, just at the tip, stared at me.

The long chain sparkled, and with the letter, R initial was a single rosebud with four tiny gemstones around the bottom. The petals were pure white and very delicate, and as I touched them tenderly, I closed my eyes, trying to calm my rapidly hammering pulse.

“Oh jeez, Renee, I did say you landed yourself a sugar daddy, and I wasn’t even joking about it. This man freaking gifted you a Diamond necklace. Fuck!” ...