["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 never heard that name before, boss. And you know that I currently use my real name, right? You said all the girls here need to use our real names because you're too lazy to remember alias and real names, and that's why I've been using my real name since two years ago. Don't you believe me?"
There was fear in her heart that her boss didn't believe her. She knew her boss was the cruel type who really hated it if someone dared to lie to her, and that was why she honestly explained everything to the older woman.
She didn't receive an instant reply from the older woman, but then she could hear how the woman sighed heavily before saying, "Maybe he mistook you for someone else, or he's simply just a scammer." She once again picked up her cigarette and no longer looked at the young girl. “You can go home now, but if you run into that freak outside this place, I won't be held responsible.”]
That was the conversation between her and her boss before she left the brothel, and that was another thing Vivian didn't like about this place. Once a prostitute left the building, her boss wouldn't be held responsible if anything happened to her, and that was why it was practically unsafe out there.
However, Vivian had been doing this job for two years, and nothing had happened to her after she left the brothel building, and that was why she only nodded at her boss before finally stepping out of her office.
She had her jacket on to cover her upper body, but her thighs and legs were exposed, and that was why she was immediately greeted by a chill as soon as she stepped out of the building. All she could do was tighten her grip on her jacket, and she walked away from the building.
When she arrived at the alley next to the building, she was surprised when a man suddenly blocked her way. No, it wasn't actually a deserted alley since quite a number of people were passing through it, and that was why Vivian had never encountered any danger in the past two years when she passed through it.
But tonight her steps were suddenly blocked by an unknown man, and she felt wary as she silently observed the man's appearance. The man was not very tall, maybe only two or three centimeters taller than her when it was written on her profile in the catalog that she was 170 cm. The man's hair was short and curly, and he had a fairly wide face that somehow didn't match his short stature.
But, Vivian knew that this was not the right time to judge the man's appearance when she suddenly heard the man speak, "Why are you pretending to be someone else, Elena?"
This was Vivian's second time hearing that name, and she frowned before replying, “So, you were the one who came to our boss and threatened her that you would sue her for kidnapping me? I think you mistook me for someone else, sir. I'm not Elena, and you should look for her elsewhere.”
Vivian was exhausted, and she also felt uncomfortable all over because of her intimate activities with her customer tonight. Her sweat and the man's sweat stuck to her body, even the dried sperm was still around her inner thighs as she only planned to clean herself up later at home.
She lived fairly close to the Red District. Even if she just walked to her house, it would only take her less than ten minutes, and that was why she didn't bother cleaning herself up in the brothel, thinking that it would be better for her if she could leave the place as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, an obstacle stood in her way tonight, and she assumed that the man was indeed the weirdo her boss had previously mentioned.
And even if Vivian had tried to explain the actual situation to the man, it seemed the man had turned deaf as he smirked before replying, “It would be impossible if I failed to recognize my little sister. Even if you've cut your hair short, your face, your eyes, your nose, and your lips are still the same, and that's why you can't fool me, you stupid girl.”
The man said that she cut her hair short? What kind of bullshit was that? In recent years, she had been comfortable with short hair, and that was why she stuck with it instead of letting her hair grow out. Hence, she knew that the man had mistaken her for someone else.
However, before she could reprimand the man once more, the man suddenly opened his mouth again to say, “Just because you refused to marry an old man, you ran away from home. Don't you think you're too stupid, Elena? The man may be old, but he is very rich, and you can get everything from him if you marry him. So, just go home now, and I'm sure you'll be happier with that mountain of money that you will have later."
Money? That was, of course, Vivian's priority for now.Two years ago, her mother was diagnosed with brain cancer, and even though the cancer was still stage 3 at the time, they needed a lot of money to start treatment. It was a bit late to find out the disease, and the doctors said that at that stage, the brain tumor was already malignant and progressing faster than stages 1 and 2.The doctors also said that stage 3 brain cancer could actively produce abnormal cells that could spread to other areas of the brain, and that was why Vivian decided to give up her dream to continue her study and start working to earn more money for her mother's treatment.At that time, she was actually a freshman at a university, but she decided to drop out and start working in Ladder to Paradise without her mother's awareness. Yes, her mother only knew that she worked for money, but she didn't tell the woman where she worked.For more than a year, any money Vivian earned would end up in the hospital for he
She arrived at the hospital at 2 am. Normally, visitors weren't allowed into the hospital at that time, but Vivian's case was different because she knew a lot of people in the hospital. Since her mother received treatment at the hospital two years ago, she had managed to establish good relations with the doctors, nurses, and even security guards. Thus, she gained access to the hospital even though it was almost dawn now. The security guard knew that she only had time to visit her mother during that time. They didn't know what job she had, nor did they want to pry into her private matters. They only knew her as a good daughter who always made time to visit her mother even though it was late at night. Vivian laughed at herself as she imagined how those people thought she was a good daughter. In fact, she was far from good as she even lied to her mother about what job she had, but she also had no other choice but to lie to the woman. What kind of mother
Vivian only needed to work in Ladder to Paradise at night. If that was the case, why couldn't she visit her mother in the hospital during the day? The reason was, she had another job as a waiter in a cafe during the day. Was it because her salary from the brothel was too small for her? In truth, she was receiving at least $600 a night from the brothel, but she could only save up to $100 at most to prepare for her mother's surgery. The reason behind that was that her family was in huge debt since her father was still around. At that time, her father was sick, and the medical expenses were very expensive. In the end, they had no choice but to take a big loan, and until now, the debt had not been paid off. Apart from that, Vivian also had to pay for her mother's daily medical expenses and also the wards. And let's not forget about how she and her mother were only renting the house, and that was why they still had to pay rent. Coming with the rent were an electricity bill and a water b
The brothel had a locker room that the prostitutes could use to get ready before they spent the night with the customers in the Love Room. Yes, the room on the second floor was named "Love Room" by Rose. It was strange to talk about love in a place like this, and there was definitely no love between prostitutes and their customers even if they did all the intimate activities in that place. The name of the rooms was indeed lame, even the prostitutes cringed at the name, but they dared not voice their protest because it was indeed their boss who had the right to do anything in the place she owned. Before going to one of the Love Rooms upstairs, Vivian needed to prepare herself in the dressing room. She heard from her boss that her customer would be coming to Love Room number 13 in less than an hour, and that was why she was busy preparing herself now. Why did it have to be number 13? Even if Vivian wasn't the type to believe in lucky and unlucky numbers, she somehow had a bad feeling
After she entered the room and sat on the edge of the bed, she immediately put on the black blindfold to cover her eyes. In instant, she could only see blackness even if the room was quite bright tonight. It was actually quite terrifying when she even needed to cover her eyes with the cloth when she didn't even know what kind of man she would be serving tonight. Alexa did tell her that men asking her to wear blindfolds didn't necessarily mean he was into BDSM, but she was still nervous as her hands clenched her mini dress tightly. She was indeed wearing a dress that only covered half of her thighs, even the kiss marks she got last night were still clearly visible there. Sometimes she had picky customers, and they scolded her when they saw the traces of another man left on her body. But, what could she do about it? Her customers always liked to leave marks on her body, and she couldn't do anything about it because she had to work every night before the marks could fade. The sound o
Vivian was subdued by the kiss, and without realizing it, her body was pushed against the bed, and she couldn't get away because the man directly trapped her from above. She had to admit that the man was a good kisser. The way she played with both her upper and lower lips drove her crazy. At first, the man was gentle and she almost felt drugged by him, but then he became more aggressive, and it seemed like the man was a hungry tiger that couldn't wait to taste its delicious prey. Vivian even parted her lips to let the man explore her mouth more. Their hot tongues met in her mouth, and her whole body shivered. How she couldn't see the man's face only added to the strange desire within her body. Somehow, the more she felt curious about the man, the more she felt she needed to be touched and enjoyed by him. And not only was the man's mouth continuing to work, but his hands were starting to explore all over her body. At first, Vivian could feel how the smooth palms b
His mouth stopped moving, and it seemed Vivian had a chance to steady her breathing. There had indeed been no movement, and since she couldn't see anything at the moment, she didn't know what kind of reaction the man would make after hearing her question. Did the man look angry or perhaps irritated? Vivian had absolutely no idea, and that was why she could only frown as she waited for the man's answer. The one thing she could be sure of was how the man was still above her judging by the hot breath that brushed against her exposed chest. Yes, her chest was still exposed, and even if she couldn't catch a glimpse of it, she was somehow certain that the twin mounts would glisten under the light because of the man's saliva. Suddenly, she felt embarrassed at the thought, but then she screamed out in pain as she felt a hard bite on her right shoulder. "ACK!" She couldn't see anything, and that was why she didn't see it coming. Instead of verbally answering her, the
The man said that suddenly pinching her clit was punishment, but Vivian didn't completely agree with that as she also felt pleasure from the pinching. Was she the type of masochist who could still feel pleasure in between pain? She wasn't even sure, but she suddenly anticipated what the man would do next. An unexpected whisper had come to her ear just a moment ago, and it was barely audible that she wasn't sure if she would be able to recognize the man's real voice if she had the chance to hear it again. That was also the only sentence spoken by the man, and he was no longer trapping her with his body at this time. Vivian indeed no longer felt the weight above her, but then she could hear the sound of something made of plastic being ripped apart. Hearing that, she could only tighten her grip as she could predict what would happen next. She looked nervous and anticipated at the same time when she could hear the rustling sound the man was making. Even i