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Nerthus “By the time I got 15, he had already trained me well. Like a little monkey, as he used to tell me. Soon I became his favorite doll. He had even once or twice… Well, he had me performing for his friends. One day, he had the brilliant idea that it would be an awesome idea to auction off my virginity. So, we set it up and I kind of gladly participated. I already was an outcast in school and I thought that with money I could finally run away. So, that was my first official job. My cousin and I shared the money, and soon enough he came to me about the loser of the auction wanting their turn too. And that’s how he started to act as my pimp. I lost the few friends I had because I started entertaining their dads and at 17, I got him to let me go. Finally! I moved to New York where a friend of his had a whore house. I worked on the streets and sent my cousin a big share of what I made, just until Mattia helped me create my fake identity. A few days after my 25th birthday, one of my
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Nerthus “Amber!” I turn around as I’m sitting in a field surrounded by daisies. I could swear that I just heard someone call my name. “Amber!” The whispered call resounds again, making me stand up. Black clouds fly towards me from the horizon, my vision blurring as it keeps distorting my perfectly built imaginary safe place. Just as the clouds transform into fog, enveloping me in dark smoke, I open my eyes with a low gasp. “Good morning!” Blinking repeatedly, I get my sight to focus on a grinning Danny, who is leaning over me. “Concetta said I should wake you up, so we could eat breakfast,” he whispers. “She has been cooking all night as it seems. There is food everywhere!” I sit up, my eyes filling with tears as he starts flexing while he growls, “I’m built like a Hulk but I can’t make it alone!” My tears are already streaming down my face as I laugh, making him look at me wide-eyed. “No! What happened?” he wails, looking at me with a sad expression. “I thought you woul
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Arawn“I gave her something to calm down. She is sleeping peacefully now.” Taking a deep breath, I listen to my housekeeper’s words as she fills me in on Nerthus’ state. I was anxious about leaving after what she told me as I was sure that leaving her behind like this was the most wrong move I could have pulled. But after already collecting her bastard cousin from the strip clubs in Paris, the itch in my fingertips got worse. And after hearing her story, there was no way I could hold back even a second longer. “Such a nice girl. She has already asked for you. Maybe it will do her some good, finding you next to her, when she wakes up.” “I’ll be back as soon as I can,” I say, wanting to reassure her, but there’s no way they can keep her sleeping for this long. “Of course. Oh, such a sweet girl. I’m sorry if I’m getting emotional but it’s just so nice you found each other,” she gushes further, losing herself in her own thoughts. A smile spreads on my lips thinking of how I like m
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Arawn “When did you come back?” Nerthus barges into my office, wearing a cute frown. “A few hours ago. I needed to finish some work before being able to spend my time with you,” I answer, concentrating back on my papers.“Bullshit! You were gone for days, Arawn,” she yells and the corner of my mouth twitches as much as another part of my body does. “You are hiding because you know that you owe me!” God, I missed her fire.I lean back in my chair and smile at her. “Sit.” She scoffs but takes the chair in front of me anyway. “You want my story. You can have it.” I grin at her as I add. “Sure about still wanting to play?” She nods slowly, her eyes glued to mine. “Okay,” I clear my throat, standing up to take my seat in the armchair next to hers. After I sit down, I lean forward to kiss her lips gently, before I put my forearms on the armrests, starting to tell her what she wants to hear. “My mother grew up neglected and abused. Her family was poor but she eventually got addicted
Game With The Mafia King Prologue
I was 15 when I first sold myself. Setting it up through a cousin of mine, I got quite good money for my virginity. And while the other girls were telling their awkward stories or crying over their heartbreak, I soon discovered that mine was quite the best way to go. Boys were idiots anyway. Pretty little puppies that were ready to pay to not be left alone. At the age of 17, I moved out and went to live in the city. My cousin knew a guy who owned a house where people like me could stay. Nobody asks questions, everybody minds their own business. I shared a room with a woman named Hoang Lan. She came from Vietnam. She had been sold out far younger than me, as her parents were poor and needed the money. A girl is just a burden in a world made for boys. The difference between Lan and me was that while I paid a provision to my cousin and was allowed to keep a bit of money for myself, she never saw a dime. Her pimp paid for what she needed, and the rest was sent directly to her parents. S
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Nerthus “She was everything I had.” I roll my eyes internally as I comfort the man crying next to me. “Oh, poor Max. I’m sure Yuppie will look down on you and is always with you.” Yes, he just lost his cat a few days ago. As I got off the streets, I was surprised how many men just booked me to talk or go out without even touching me. Society can be really hard on men without an appropriate companion. Don’t get me wrong, I’m thankful for any easily earned money. And I don’t enjoy a man’s touch particularly. But I’m not good with people. I’m better in bed. So, having people wanting to act as a babysitter or a shrink weighs on me. I prefer being fucked from the moment I get in, to the moment I get out. If there is no talking, it is even better. “Maybe there is something I can do, to make you feel better, Max?” I purr, moving my hand over his leg and he lifts his head out of his hands and stares at me incredulously. “You can’t bring her back, can you?!” He shouts before starting
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Nerthus Of course, I never have to wait long in such an outfit at this hour. I try to keep the conversation with my cabdriver to a minimum. Fortunately, he talks so much that I can keep my answers short. I really don’t like conversing with men when I’m not getting paid for it. He drives me across the buzzing city like he wants to establish a new record and I nearly get to re-taste my coffee. Arrived at the beautiful office building near Madison Square Garden, I take the elevator to a floor at a dizzy high. As I step out of the elevator, I enter a bumbling world of its own. My high heels clack on the tiled floor as I reach the large and elegant reception. The massive desk reflects the sand-colored tiles of the floors and outshines it with incorporated embellishments in gold and brown. The letters of the agency name thrones on it prominently, following the color pattern. Fabulous Companion Putting my hands on the chilly surface of the reception desk, I clear my throat before speak
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Nerthus I slip out of my heels with a sigh and throw my bag on my white couch in the living room. The happiness I feel every time I get home is something I still can’t believe. The money I spent on having it furnished in white and dark brown colors, to have it lined with white and grey tiles and to have the white walls worked in stucco, might be extortionate, but I don’t regret even a dime. I also put a lot of effort into decorating the rooms with fresh flowers and mostly yellow or pink home accessories. My love for modern art that I got to know through my many advanced trainings sponsored by the agency, manifests itself through the colorful artworks I have hanging on the walls. Apart from that, my apartment is pretty clinical. I don’t have anything personal on display. Not that I would have any pretty memories to disclose. I like to say that my apartment is just like me. Fully pragmatic. After taking a short shower, I slip into an oversized shirt and cotton shorts. While my pasta
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