I Achieved Financial Freedom by Being a Stand-in for the True Love

Oh so domineering, I love it.

I quickly put my phone away, stood up, and downed my coffee in one gulp. "I'll call you later. Duty calls – Master Brad awaits~"

Back at the luxurious villa Brad bought me, he was working on the couch. I leaned against the doorframe, silently admiring his chiseled features.

In my past life, we met by chance after college. The next day, he had me brought to his home.

I thought he was captivated by my beauty, unable to resist.

Little did I know, it was because I resembled his first love who went overseas.

At first, I refused to comply.

Who did he think he was, snatching me up like that?

Then he handed me a black Amex.

Just like that, this small-town girl with nothing but good looks, who dreamed of rolling in dough, fell hard.

But on one condition: we had to date. I wouldn't be just another sugar baby.

Just as I braced myself to chase my dreams, Brad only wanted to Netflix and chill.

It was a win-win. I wasn't complaining.

Then Anne appeared, telling me I was the side chick, just a stand-in for Brad's lost love.

Young and proud, I broke things off with Brad.

He froze all my assets, and in a fit of anger, I ran away...

Only to get hit by a truck.

An untimely death.

What was the point of my stubbornness? It only let Anne succeed.

Not just proud, but stupid too!

Change your perspective, and suddenly the world's your oyster.

The other woman? As if.

I'm Brad's little pet, living it up in a golden cage, there for him to cuddle when the mood strikes!

I know my place in his heart.

"Come here." I looked up. Brad had noticed me, still writing as he spoke.

I obediently walked over.

Brad handed me a piece of paper, speaking tiredly, "Give me a hug."

I looked down, my eyes lighting up.

A check!

I glanced at the amount.

$100,000!

I reached out, then paused. Two seconds later, I painfully pushed the check back.

I leaned into his open arms. "Today it's free! This one's on me!"

As Master Brad's pet, I've been quite unprofessional.

How could I let him wait for me at home?!

I felt his embrace stiffen.

Too tired from work today?

Brad always finds me when he's uncomfortable or in a bad mood.

Hugging me, kissing me, it's like his personal way to recharge.

$100,000 for a hug, far above market price. Seems his mood is really off today.

Being a good pet, I patted his back comfortingly.

Brad's chest vibrated slightly. "What's with the sudden obedience?"

I panicked.

This is what your dear pet should do!

Before, I'd take his money but act reluctant, wanting it both ways.

Looking back, my attitude was terrible!

I was so ungrateful!

Who wouldn't love a man with money, looks, and a great body, who loves his work, comes home only once a month, and satisfies you completely each time?

As we continued hugging, Brad's head tilted and fell onto my shoulder. He had fallen asleep.

Dark circles shadowed Brad's eyes, and the butler beside us looked heartbroken. "Miss Harper, the young master only sleeps this well when he's with you."

Huh?

I tentatively put on a similarly concerned expression, gazing at Brad with deep affection.

The butler's face immediately softened with relief.

Being a pet isn't as easy as it looks!

Of course, this position belongs to the most capable.

I hadn't forgotten that Anne was still eyeing my spot hungrily.

So there I was, serving as Brad's human pillow while I idly played with my phone.