The Personal Stripper (2)

Jessie was startled. Her eyes bulged when she heard about the amount. She even had the urge to pinch herself to check if she was dreaming.

Am I hallucinating? Jessie thought to herself.

Jessie looked at him again. Well, if it’s true…

Two thousand dollars a week to take off her clothes for this sexy man?

I just couldn’t believe it. There had to be a catch, and she thought to herself while looking at him with unmasked caution.

“Why do you need a stripper? Why not have your fiancée strip for you?” Jessie asked curiously and worriedly.

Marco smiled then again, showing his pearl white teeth. He must have realized a long time ago that his smile has a big impact on her.

He then pulled out his phone and showed Jessie a picture of his fiancée from it. Unsurprisingly, the fiancé was white, of course, petite, sweet. Blond hair. Green eyes.

Jessie felt a pang of envy, bu