Working As A Pimp Favors Some People

Since the little boy goes to school in the morning and comes back in the evening, it doesn't make sense for her to just sit at home. Although everything she needs is available in the house, she still want to be independent, make her own money and of course make new friends. So that same night she was brought to the house, she applied online for jobs in many companies and hoped that she get a feedback from them soon. 

When she woke up in the morning, she was surprised to see a lot of job offers from the companies she applied to. Were the companies so in need of workers or was there something spectacular about her? 

Eventually, she decided to honour the invite of the highest paying company amidst the companies she applied to. 

When she arrived at the company, precisely at the receptionist office, the receptionist welcomed her politely and directed her to where the interview was to take place. She walked out of the receptionist office and followed the direction that the receptionist had prescribed for her. However, there were about three elevators before her but there were many workers trying to get in as the company has a lot of workers. 

She suddenly sighted a man walk towards a corner, she walked towards there and saw that there was an elevator there and that the man had walked in. Before the elevator close, she jumped inside. 

Why was this elevator scanty? She wondered. It was just herself and the man. Looking at the side profile of the man, he looked very handsome. He was dressed in a grey suit and he had a glass on his face. He looked very reserved but the aura around him was strong, as if he was an olden day royal king. From his head to black shiny shoe, he looked like a god of handsomeness. 

If his side profile can be this beautiful? How about his face. Ida walked over to where she could behold his face and the man glanced at her indifferently and took his face away. 

Her heart almost fall off, she pointed at him and said in a loud voice full of surprise," you!"

The man turned to her and beheld her squarely through his glass but his pink lips remain firm and he didn't say a word. 

Ida remembered him as the pimp she kissed five years ago beside the brothel. "Are you going to pretend you don't remember me? You were the one I kissed many years ago, remember?" 

The man remained quiet and watched her casually and indifferently.

"Hahaha... you did, right? I gave you fifty dollar but you refused then I doubled it to hundred dollar but you still didn't accept it so I dropped it beside you, did you pick the money or you left it there?" She asked but the man only took his cold face away. 

Ida was using all her courage to speak and she actually felt like the man was making holes on her body with his deep and intense gaze. Although his look was reserved, he looked dangerous and like someone who would crush her any moment from now. When he eventually took his face away from her, Ida felt releived and sighed. 

"Why won't you talk? Sorry but are you dumb?" She asked but the man still didn't say a word. 

Ida was frustrated. But how did a pimp ended up in suit now? Five years ago, he was even shirtless and looked like a god of prostitute, smoking carelessly that she even choked on his smoke yet now, he was dressing in suit.

Oh! Could he be here for job interview too? Or has one of his sugar mummies gotten him a job here? A man with a killer look like him would make any rich sugar mama give him all their wealth. 

His pimp job must have lead him here. He would probably be a worker here in the day and a pimp at night, Ida had so many assumptions in her head but what's frustrating her about this man is that he wouldn't say a word. 

Five years ago, he wouldn't utter a word and even now, he won't say a word. Was he doing it intentionally?

"You! Can you say something at least?" Ida guessed that he could not be dumb. He doesn't even look like someone who is dumb. 

He opened his lips firmly and asked in a low but scary voice," what should I say?" 

Ida furrowed her brow, oh! So he can talk? Hahaha...she almost laughed. 

"Are you also here for an interview?" 

The man smiled faintly and looked away from her. Ida stood before him to look at his face, she had seen him smile just now but his face had grown cold again. 

"Is my question foolish?" 

"Not at all. I work here." He responded.  

"Oh! You work here? Wow! Well, I came for an interview," she said but the man didn't say a word in response. 

Does he count his words before speaking? Ida was angry at this man. "Well, sorry about what happened five years ago, I was just going crazy then, it's nothing." 

"It's what?" He asked sharply. 

Ida processed what he just said and answered," I said it's nothing." 

"You gave me my first kiss and you said it's nothing?" 

Ida became even more surprised. How can she give a pimp his first kiss? He must have kissed thousands of women yet he was trying to make her feel responsible for what she did many years ago. Maybe she shouldn't have even brought it up. 

"Well, I paid you and I apologized." 

"$100?" The man smirked and adjusted the glass on his face. 

"Aren't you a pimp, sorry to ask?" Ida asked, she just wanted to be sure. 

The man's expression changed to a strong one that she adjusted back in fear. 

Once the elevator stopped, he placed his hand on the opening button and answered her," I am." Then he pressed the button and the door began to slide open. 

"I said it! you are a pimp yet you claim I give you your first kiss, how is that possible?" She asked but she jerked when she heard a voice behind her. 

"Boss!" About twelve men in suit appeared and led the man inside the elevator away. 

Boss!

Boss? Who is boss? Did they just call him boss? Ida thought immediately that his sugar mamas probably helped him secure a job with a top position here. 

Working as a pimp really favors some people, she thought as she walked out of the elevator.