Exposing My Million Dollar Fiancée

Summary

Something shifted in my girlfriend after she started working at the private movie theater.

The day shifts left her sullen and drained, but for the night shifts, she’d get excited, slipping into a new mini-skirt and garter stockings. She’d come home breathless every time, her blouse and skirt a mess of wrinkles.

But the strangest moment came when I told her my promotion was a sure thing. I told her she’d soon be able to live the life she’d always wanted, a life of leisure, and she wouldn’t have to work at that theater another day. Her face hardened.