The New Botticelli
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"7$ for each painting."
"The fact that you think I'm desperate enough to sell my body to your filthy hands for 7 dollars is almost humorous!"
"Yet, you're still here."
Kate's life was convenient. She had a nice job, a more than good salary and a healthy relationship. Yet, one day everything just vanished in thin air, leaving her all alone with no money in her pockets. That's when she meets an eccentric artist, Jean Noir, who takes her up on working for him. Will Kate accept his offer? How will the tension between those two evolve?
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