Chapter 1

To save up enough money to marry my girlfriend, I worked three jobs a day. At night, I drove an ambulance for my buddy's private clinic.

Tonight, we got a wild emergency call. I couldn't resist dropping the tea in our SnapChat group chat.

A couple had tried to spice things up in bed by using Gorilla Glue down there so they could "feel closer."

Now, they were screaming in agony, begging us to rescue them.

When I arrived at the luxury penthouse, my whole world shattered. My girlfriend was lying there naked, tangled up with another man.

Turns out, the only reason she hadn't texted in our SnapChat group wasn't that she was busy. She was the damn star of the show.

As a former racer, I took the ambulance driving gig at my buddy's clinic just to make ends meet.

"Step on it, Mason!" my partner Sam shouted from the back. "Apparently, this couple mixed Gorilla Glue into their lube for some freak roleplay. It dried up, and now they're literally fused together!"

"Took them hours of crying before they finally gave up and called 911."

I chuckled, shaking my head at how reckless people could be nowadays.

I raced the vehicle through the streets and ran upstairs. The moment I opened the bedroom door, the blood in my veins turned to ice.

My fiancée, Chloe, was lying completely naked on the bed. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying.

The second she saw me, she buried her face in the pillows like an ostrich.

"Babe... please, let me explain..."

I looked away, forcing my shaking hands to remain steady as we carried the two of them into the ambulance.

Didn't Chloe tell me she was dead broke? She had set a rule that I couldn't marry her until I saved up a $100,000 wedding fund.

$100,000—a sum she could blow through with a snap of her fingers.

Yet it nearly cost me my life. I had been working twenty-four hours a day, barely catching an hour of sleep, terrified of failing the girl I loved.

And here she was, living in a multi-million-dollar downtown penthouse, without a care in the world.

I sped back to the hospital.

Once Tyler saw my face clearly under the ER lights, a cruel smirk spread across his lips.

"Well, well. The disgraced racer is driving an ambulance now? If you crash, could you even afford my medical bills?"

"Gotta say, your girl’s got an amazing body. Consider it payback for what you did back then."

My chest heaved. I clenched my fists until my knuckles turned white.

Chloe reached out with trembling fingers, trying to touch my cheek.

"Mason... I did this for you. Seeing you run yourself into the ground every day broke my heart."

"He threatened to ruin you with the past again. It doesn’t matter if I get humiliated. You have to stay clean and innocent..."

A bitter, hollow laugh escaped my lips.

I had already explained everything about that old incident to her, and she claimed she believed me.

Yet the moment another man snapped his fingers, she hopped into his bed? Even used glue to get off?

Chloe didn't trust me at all.

Tyler scoffed arrogantly. "Look at you, broke as hell. Driving your own cheated-on fiancée to the hospital. Man, what a golden retriever of a boyfriend!"

Fury exploded in my chest. I swung my fist hard into his face.

"Shut your mouth! My woman isn't yours to talk about!"

Chloe broke down in tears, apologizing repeatedly.

Because they were still stuck together, every slight movement tore at her flesh, making her gasp in pain.

"Get them into the ER first," I muttered cold-bloodedly. "We’ll talk after you’re detached."

I watched the red emergency light flicker on. Bitterness flooded every inch of my body.

This wasn't Chloe’s first time doing this. I couldn't even count the incidents on both hands anymore.

The first time, a neighbor spread nasty rumors about me. Chloe used her body to "convince" him to shut up.

The second time, my boss threatened to fire me because of my past racing scandal. Chloe went over to his house and "worked things out behind closed doors." The next day, my boss reinstated me with a smile.

Every single time, she’d cry in my arms. "I'm useless, Mason. This is the only way I can protect you. The only way you can save up faster and marry me..."

One man after another. Day after day. She was so dedicated to her "sacrifices" that she practically worked around the clock.