Chapter 34 She's A Damn Nymphomaniac

• “What… What are you saying?” Logan stuttered, while trying to comprehend her last words. The Alpha was confused and surprised with her confession and he was finding it difficult to believe.
• “You heard me right Logan,” Orla muttered amidst tears, and then she slumped down on the bed. “You found me in a Brothel, but you didn’t care to know why I was there in the first place… what did you think? I was doing it for money? Or because I was blackmailed? Is that what you thought?” she queried in a breaking voice.
• “Well, forgive me for not telling you earlier, but that wasn’t why I was working in a brothel, I wasn’t doing it because I couldn’t get a decent job, I wasn’t doing it because I was indebted to Susan. I was a damn sex worker because that was the only way I could keep up with my insatiable desire for sex, I was doing it because I was a nymphomaniac, a sex freak, I can’t survive a few hours without sex, I can’t resist the urge to do it at the slightest chance I get… don’t pity me, I am not asking for that, just hear me out.” She uttered as tears rolled down her eyes.