The 0.01mm Goodbye

Summary

In the middle of the night, my sugar daddy called me to deliver ultrathin condoms.

Staring at my rain-soaked clothes, the man's voice was husky.

"Damn, who told you to be this obedient?"

I handed the bag to Vincent, who was leaning against the door. "Here are the 0.01s you wanted."

He reached out, his calloused thumb deliberately grazing my knuckles, his eyes brimming with a seductive smile.

"She's not here yet. Why don't we use one first?"

While I froze, he chuckled.

"Just teasing."