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 understood how busy she was, and that was why her mother never got angry even though she always came late to the hospital.
Before Vivian could go home, she had to make a report to her boss, and that was the reason she stopped in front of a door before raising her hand to knock on the wooden surface.
"Come in!"
That was the order she received, and she immediately turned the doorknob before pushing the door open. As usual, her boss was sitting behind the table with a cigarette in her mouth, and the older woman didn't put out her cigarette right away even after seeing her enter.
Vivian was still wearing her mini dress, but now she was wrapping herself in a jacket, and maybe the jacket helped her look a little less miserable if other people saw her.
Stopping in front of the desk, Vivian opened her mouth to say, "Tonight's work is done, boss."
Her boss's name was Rose, but that was not her real name. Even if Vivian had been in that place for two years, she still didn't know the boss's real name, but she didn't feel any curiosity about it either.
The woman's name was Rose, but all the prostitutes in that place called her "boss" to show that she was indeed the number one person there. It was also an order that came from that woman, and Vivian could only obey like the other girls in the place.
“Good,” the boss replied as she finally put her cigarette in the ashtray before looking at the girl standing in front of her table. “How much money did your customer give you as a tip tonight?” She continued.
Ah, there was something else Vivian didn't like about this place and the boss. After she was done with her work, she needed to report to the boss about the activity she just did, and that included how much money she received from her customers as tips.
That unwritten rule applied to every prostitute in the place, and that was why Vivian couldn't act differently even if she didn't like the outcome of the question.
Running her hand into her jacket pocket, she took out the money she received from her customer today. “I earned $10,” she answered the question honestly. "I accidentally bit his dick, and that's why he didn't give me more than this."
Even something like that needed to be reported, but fortunately, it wasn't just yesterday that she started working in the dirty world, and that was why she didn't feel embarrassed when she made the report.
However, the next thing she noticed from her boss after she finished answering her question was a frown on her forehead. “This isn't the first time your customers have complained about your blowjob skills, right, Vivi? And I also asked you to practice more, right? Why don't you listen to me?
It was clear the boss was scolding her, and that was why Vivian couldn't help but remain silent. How could she practice doing such a thing when she didn't have any partner at the moment? Should she pick up a random guy on the street before offering him a blowjob?
It was a ridiculous idea, and Vivian wouldn't do something crazy like that.
When the younger girl no longer uttered a reply, Rose let out a heavy sigh before saying, “Put the small change back in your pocket. I don't plan to take a cent from you."
It was another fact that Vivian knew from the first day she joined the brothel. Apart from their daily wages, prostitutes could receive tips from their customers, but if the amount exceeded $100, then 20% of the amount would go to the boss's pocket. But, if it was under $100, then the prostitutes could take all the money for themselves.
That was why sometimes Vivian was grateful when she got a little tip. The feeling of needing to hand over money to her boss was sometimes painful, and that was why she figured a small tip would be enough for her as long as it wasn't cut by her boss.
Feeling happy, Vivian put the money back into her jacket pocket and waited for the boss's next order. However, she didn't receive any orders from her boss, and all her boss did was take some money out of a drawer before handing it to the young girl.
"Here's your pay for tonight. Don't forget to come on time tomorrow because an important person has booked you, and he is even willing to pay more for you. You will get a bonus if you work well."
Vivian had always loved the sight of money, and that was why she smiled genuinely for the first time tonight when she received money from her boss. Every time a customer paid for the services of a prostitute, the prostitute would receive 60% of the amount while the rest was for the boss. Even if that didn't seem fair to them after they had worked with their bodies and not the boss's body, they were still grateful because 60% of the amount was still a lot.
The short-haired girl muttered her thanks and was about to say goodbye to her boss after the money was safely in her pocket, but then she heard her boss ask her.
“Do you have a brother, Vivi?”
["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
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
A name. It was not just a group of letters used to address someone so they would turn to the caller and not ignore the caller. A name had a deeper meaning than that. A name was used to identify a person, used to distinguish someone from other individuals. A name would always stick with a person from the time they were born until the day they last breathed, and even at their final resting place, their name would also be written or engraved to let everyone know that the body buried underground belonged to the owner of the name. A name was indeed an important part of one's life, and that was why one would not feel happy if someone called them by the wrong name. Perhaps that was also the reason why Vivian had returned to wearing a wedding dress today. It was still the same wedding dress she wore months ago when she officially became Steen's wife, but because she was using someone else's name then, she and Steen decided to have another wedding ceremony to announce to everyone that it was
Their next stop was the penthouse at the Golden Roof Apartments, and it might also be their last stop. Only three people entered the penthouse after Elena was sent to her family's residence. After Lily and her family were arrested by the police, the house was empty, and that's why Elena lived there temporarily. Yes, only temporarily because Elena planned to move after finding a suitable place to live. Vivian had actually invited her to move in with her and Sarah in the small house, but Elena rejected the idea, saying that she didn't want to disturb the two of them and that Sarah might be uncomfortable if she joined them to live in the cramped house. Vivian said that Sarah wouldn't feel that way because that woman also wanted to meet Elena and wanted to live with her too, but Elena still resisted the idea. In the end, Vivian only said that she would try to find a bigger house, and if that could happen, the three of them might be able to move in together.
Someone was standing in the middle of the mansion's stairs. With teary eyes, he looked at the people standing in the living room one by one. His eyes were not only filled with tears, but the two of them were also filled with fear and confusion. He looked lost and lonely even if he wasn't alone in the big building. Maybe the adults in the living room kept talking about Stanley before, but they probably forgot that the kid was also in the mansion the whole time, and they also weren't aware of the possibility that the innocent boy had heard everything from the second floor. But maybe Steen was aware of the possibility, but he simply didn't care at all. That was why he looked away from the boy before saying, "Let's go." Both words were aimed at Vivian and Elena, like how he had suggested the three of them leave the mansion immediately. But neither Vivian nor Elena moved from their positions even after hearing the order, and they both focused their
Steen somehow could not directly answer his father's question this time. He was still grinding his teeth to suppress his anger, but no words could come out of his mouth at this moment. Recalling the disgusting memory, he remembered how he did not find any used condoms in the hotel room, and it was easy to tell that he had done it without any protection the night before. He wasn't even sure if it was because he couldn't think straight when he did it or maybe it was Kate's intention, but he was sure there weren't any used condoms in the hotel room at the time. He wasn't stupid, and that was why he could see the possibility of her being pregnant after they had a such activity that night, and it was also the reason why he hated that kid called Stanley so much. Even if he didn't try to find evidence that Stanley was indeed his son, he could see the similarities the boy had with him, and it had the power to terrify him. Because of that, he had alway
Kate had been dragged from the mansion by the police, and even the man named Peter had also been caught by the police. Hence, only four people were left in the living room after Marlon also left the place. There were only Steen, Stefan, Vivian, and Elena in the living room. Everyone still ignored the presence of plush sofas in the living room as they preferred to remain standing rather than sitting comfortably. They all even continued to stand like statues. Even Steen who previously looked the calmest of them, now looked shaken after hearing what Kate proudly said before being dragged away by the police. "I always knew that the child was not mine," Stefan muttered breaking the tense silence in the living room. “I always knew about it, but I didn't expect the child to be yours, Steen. How are you going to explain it to me? Do you like your stepmother? You have treated her coldly all along, but you even got her pregnant with your child. I didn't expect yo
“Recently, that bitch doesn't dare to touch her phone because her phone is haunted by my mother, right? Ah! Even her fear should be enough to tell that she was scared because she had done something to my mother in the past, but I know that such a thing wouldn't be enough to prove that she was indeed a criminal. That's why I focused on finding something on her phones that were ignored by her out of fear in the past week. On one of her cellphones, I found enough evidence to land her in jail.” When everyone was speechless, it was Steen who continued to speak. Turns out that was his real plan. He didn't plan to pressure Kate so she would kill herself just like his mother did years ago, but he just wanted her to ignore her cell phone so he would get a chance to touch it. Yesterday Kate left the mansion without her cell phone, and Steen took the opportunity to look for more evidence in the cell phone. Finally, he found what he was looking for in one of her cell phones.
"SHUT UP! DON'T TALK NONSENSE IN MY HOUSE!" Kate immediately shouted at Peter, but even her voice sounded unsteady as she looked nervous as hell. Her voice was shaking, her pupils were trembling, and even her breathing was ragged. All eyes suddenly fell on the blonde woman, and it was finally Stefan who opened his mouth to respond to the woman, "Are you sure what he said was just nonsense?" Stefan also looked surprised after hearing what Peter had just said, but he still had time to ask the woman that question. At this moment, the woman no longer glared at the kneeling man, and instead, she stiffly shifted her gaze to Stefan. Stefan was her husband, and he was known for his strict and assertive personality. Many people were afraid of him, even Kate was afraid of him before they got married years ago. But today she somehow looked scared again when she had to face the old man even if the man was her spouse. “D-don't listen to what that
Steen had revealed everything. He had disclosed how Vivian and Elena were actually part of a family living far away from Haston City, but Elena was kidnapped by Lily and her husband two decades ago. At that time, the twins' parents died in a car accident, and little Vivian was found by a couple after the incident, and she was raised by the couple into adulthood. Steen deliberately did not mention how Sarah had purposely taken Vivian as her daughter instead of returning the child to her relatives, nor did he mention the name of the family Vivian and Elena came from. He didn't think that the information was necessary, and that's why he kept it a secret. And maybe Stefan really didn't need that information, and the story Steen had just uncovered had shocked the old man enough. His pair of eyes widened as he looked at the twins, but he still didn't say anything as he still couldn't overcome his shock. Steen could see how his father was stunned by
It was Marlon who had just entered the mansion, but this time he was not alone. His hand was holding another person's arm, and that person's hands were tied with a rope behind his back. After arriving at the living room, Marlon forced the person to kneel in front of the five people. One person looked confident after seeing the person's appearance in the living room, while three other people looked shocked and confused, then one person looked scared as her eyes widened when she saw the person who had just arrived in the living room with Marlon. "So, he's the person, Marlon?" It was Steen who looked confident upon seeing the person's arrival in the living room, and although his question was directed at Marlon, his eyes were glued to the figure kneeling in front of him. “Yes, sir,” Marlon immediately answered his boss's question. “His name is Peter Ford, and he works in a bar in town. He's the one who posted that anonymous article about you, sir.”