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302. SMALLER BUT WARMER
Someone was standing in the middle of the mansion's stairs. With teary eyes, he looked at the people standing in the living room one by one.
His eyes were not only filled with tears, but the two of them were also filled with fear and confusion. He looked lost and lonely even if he wasn't alone in the big building.Maybe the adults in the living room kept talking about Stanley before, but they probably forgot that the kid was also in the mansion the whole time, and they also weren't aware of the possibility that the innocent boy had heard everything from the second floor.But maybe Steen was aware of the possibility, but he simply didn't care at all. That was why he looked away from the boy before saying, "Let's go."Both words were aimed at Vivian and Elena, like how he had suggested the three of them leave the mansion immediately. But neither Vivian nor Elena moved from their positions even after hearing the order, and they both focused theirRelated chapters
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 303. DON'T LEAVE ME
Their next stop was the penthouse at the Golden Roof Apartments, and it might also be their last stop. Only three people entered the penthouse after Elena was sent to her family's residence. After Lily and her family were arrested by the police, the house was empty, and that's why Elena lived there temporarily. Yes, only temporarily because Elena planned to move after finding a suitable place to live. Vivian had actually invited her to move in with her and Sarah in the small house, but Elena rejected the idea, saying that she didn't want to disturb the two of them and that Sarah might be uncomfortable if she joined them to live in the cramped house. Vivian said that Sarah wouldn't feel that way because that woman also wanted to meet Elena and wanted to live with her too, but Elena still resisted the idea. In the end, Vivian only said that she would try to find a bigger house, and if that could happen, the three of them might be able to move in together.
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 304. NO LONGER A PROSTITUTE, NO LONGER A SUBSTITUTE
A name. It was not just a group of letters used to address someone so they would turn to the caller and not ignore the caller. A name had a deeper meaning than that. A name was used to identify a person, used to distinguish someone from other individuals. A name would always stick with a person from the time they were born until the day they last breathed, and even at their final resting place, their name would also be written or engraved to let everyone know that the body buried underground belonged to the owner of the name. A name was indeed an important part of one's life, and that was why one would not feel happy if someone called them by the wrong name. Perhaps that was also the reason why Vivian had returned to wearing a wedding dress today. It was still the same wedding dress she wore months ago when she officially became Steen's wife, but because she was using someone else's name then, she and Steen decided to have another wedding ceremony to announce to everyone that it was
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 1. VIVIAN BOESEN
"ACK!""How dare you scream when you're with me?! Do you want me to slit your throat so you can't scream anymore? You really are an ungrateful bitch!"How could she not scream when someone suddenly tugged at the back of her hair until she felt her neck snap? That person was behind her and taking complete control over her, and she wasn't even allowed to scream even though she felt pain in her head and neck.Not even a thread covered her body, and the cold air generated by the air conditioner directly assaulted her bare skin. But, she also couldn't voice her protest even if she wanted to hug herself right now instead of continuing to serve the man behind her.But, how could she do that when the fat man was paying for her services tonight? She was one of the most famous prostitutes in "Ladder to Paradise," the most well-known brothel in town, and that was why horny and lonely men were willing to pay such a high price for her services.She was indeed one of the most exclusive prostitutes
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 2. ELENA VESTER
"I'm sure there's still a way!" It was almost midnight, but the curly-haired woman couldn't even stop herself from screaming through the silence of the night. A piece of paper with some writings was in her hand, and her hand couldn't even stop shaking. Judging from the wrinkles that graced her face, she was no longer young, and she was probably over fifty years old. It was indeed almost midnight, and that was why she was now wearing her silk pajamas in maroon. Standing in front of her was a man who looked about the same age as her, and beside the middle-aged man was a young man. The three of them gathered in a bedroom dominated by pink, but it seemed their mood was too dark to enjoy the cheerful color. "I must admit your instincts were so accurate that you even woke up in the middle of the night, but it's still too late, Mom," the young man replied to the woman lazily. "That silly girl has fled without thinking about us, and now you'd better start thinking of some other way to repa
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 3. THE RED DISTRICT
Tommy Vester had been a lazy person since he was a kid. It could even be said that he was also very lazy since he was still in his mother's womb. Instead of voluntarily coming out of his mother's womb, the doctors had to cut open his mother's belly to get him out, and that proved that he was indeed a lazy person even as a baby. He was now a thirty-year-old man, but he was still the same, and that was why he only did his mother's orders half-heartedly. His mother said that his younger sister would be home in less than a week, but that girl had not returned even though six days had passed like a gust of wind. His mother had told him to do anything to find his sister, including finding her at her college and asking her classmates about her whereabouts. ["I don't care even if you have to dig in the graveyard, Tommy! I just want you to find Elena, and you can't go home until you find her!"] That was how his mother mercilessly gave him orders. His mother even asked him to dig the ground
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 4. ELENA ON THE SECOND FLOOR?
Tommy Vester wasn't young anymore, but he was still single. Several reasons caused him not to have a partner even though most of his friends already had wives and even children.The first reason was that it could be said that his look was below average. He had curly hair like his mother, and his face was wide like his father's. Nowadays, girls preferred guys with straight hair and small faces, so of course, he was not the girls' favorite.The second reason for his pitiful state was his vicious personality. Even when he was lucky enough to find a girlfriend for himself, he would still waste his money sleeping with some prostitutes, and that was why no girl wanted to stay with him for a long time, let alone agree to marry him.Even his mother often scolded him for it, but why should he listen to her when he knew that his mother was no better than him? His mother's lectures always went into his left ear before exiting his right, but there were no words that stayed in his head to make him
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 5. NOT ELENA BUT VIVIAN?
"Elena?" The boss parroted upon hearing Tommy's question, and for a few seconds, her ferocious gaze was replaced by a puzzled look as she continued, “We have quite a few girls here, but I recognize all of them, and I'm pretty sure we don't have anyone by that name right here.” That was a negative answer he received from the woman, and Tommy nearly spat in the room when he heard it. "You're trying to hide her on purpose, aren't you?" He returned arrogantly. “You can be sure that you recognize all the girls who work for you, but I can also be sure that I recognize my own sister. I saw her upstairs before I came to this room, and maybe you're just trying to help her cover up her identity, right? After all, she tried to run away from home, and maybe you have been helping her, right? I can call the police and report you for kidnapping my sister!” Even if the boss looked confident in her answer, Tommy wasn't to be outdone either, and that was why he replied to the woman's words while poin
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 6. SHE HATED GIVING BLOWJOBS
Vivian had just finished her work tonight, and she sat up on the bed with no cloth covering her fair skin. Yes, everything was exposed to the cold in the room, but it seemed she was used to that kind of atmosphere. Her entire body was covered with kiss and bite marks, and that was why only a few parts of her body remained white because of the existence of the red marks. It looked like she felt pain down there, which was why she hissed slightly as she bent down to pick up her black bra from the floor. Even her big boobs bounced at the sudden movement, but she didn't pay attention to it as she was about to put on her bra. A man was standing by the bed, and he was wearing his shirt and jacket now. He smoothed his clothes which were indeed slightly creased from their intense activity just now, but he still couldn't completely get rid of the wrinkles in the end. He frowned, but he only let out a heavy sigh before finally taking out his wallet from the back pocket of his black pants. Fr
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