Chapter 1

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I had just finished a brutal two-week off-site corporate training retreat. Sitting on my flight back home, I mindlessly opened Reddit to check the local city forum.

A headline immediately stabbed me in the eyes.

[My Roommate Is a Total Escort.]

My heart skipped a beat. I kept scrolling.

[So, my roommate has this pristine, high-class look. Her Instagram is all about working late, working out, and reading books. She plays the virgin saint perfectly.]

[Every time she travels for work, she claims she’s going to some "exclusive corporate training." But I cracked her phone password ages ago. She has more guys on her Snapchat than anyone I know.]

[Whenever she’s out of town, I log into her dating apps on her iPad and chat up her sugar daddies. I even invite them over to our place.]

[Those guys think she’s just being shy and adventurous. They’re incredibly generous—I can easily rake in thousands of dollars in Venmo tips and gifts in a single night.]

[The best part? She comes back knowing absolutely nothing. She actually thinks she’s just incredibly charming because these guys text her non-stop every single day.]

The comments were flooded with people asking for tutorials, praising the original poster for her "genius side hustle."

But I was staring at the photo attached to the post.

It was a picture of my living room. Even the color of the curtains matched perfectly.

My hand holding the phone began to shake violently.