Chapter 18| Save By Clark

I slowly entered the VIP room where my client was waiting. My chest throbbed with the nervousness I was feeling.

I was still not getting used to it. Every time I face something like this, I still feel new. I shut my eyes tightly and force myself to not be led by fear.

I dramatically opened my eyes and saw an old man sitting on a couch; smoking a cigar.

"Hey, slut. Come here..." he called me at the same time, motioning his hand as if he was saying to move closer in his direction. I could do nothing but approach him. I sat quietly next to him and bowed my head. Even though I wasn't looking at him, I could feel the stare he was throwing at me while sipping a glass of expensive wine.

"Why are you still wearing your mask? Did you forget to take it off?" he suddenly asked out of curiosity and put the glass of wine on the glass table.

I chose to not answer him. I remained silent and felt the surroundings. I heard him sigh because of the behavior I showed towards him.

Just because he did