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304. NO LONGER A PROSTITUTE, NO LONGER A SUBSTITUTE
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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
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 7. DO YOU HAVE A BROTHER?
The one thing she liked about this place except for the fact that it gave her money was that she only had to serve one man each night. That rule had been in effect since she joined the place two years ago, and until now, she was still grateful for it.She only had to attend to one man each night, but that didn't mean she only had to work an hour or two. No, the boss from Ladder to Paradise somehow thought that men weren't usually satisfied with just one or two rounds, and that was why the prostitutes there had to serve one man for three to four hours every night.Of course, the man who booked her or the other prostitutes in that place would need to pay a large amount of money for the service, and that was why only rich men would dare to come to that place.By now, it was one in the morning, and Vivian just wanted to get home before she went to the hospital to see her mother. It was already past midnight, and it meant she would be late for her mother's birthday, but her mother always u
I'm a Prostitute, Not a Substitute 8. THE WEIRDO
["Someone came to me a few hours ago and said he was your brother." That was the explanation she received from Rose after she was dumbfounded by the woman's sudden question when she was about to leave the office. She looked confused, but she managed to answer, “I'm the only child in my family, boss. I don't have any brothers or sisters.” It was the most honest answer she could give the woman sitting behind the desk. In her family, she only lived with her mother because her father died a long time ago due to illness. Even her mother was now hospitalized, and she sure didn't have any siblings at home. "But that guy looks pretty sure he's your brother," Rose replied. “He even insisted that you use an alias now, and he also said that your real name is Elena. More than that, he also foolishly said that I had kidnapped you and said that he would report me to the police because of that.” Vivian was even more confused after hearing her boss's next explanation. "Elena?" She parroted. "I've
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