Chapter 5: Being a Good Rent Boy and Trying to Pay Your Debts

The man put a hand on her head, making her hands flap around, but she couldn't reach him.

He looked at her with cold eyes, out of the corner of his eye in a lonely way, like looking at a clown: "Get it straight, you hired me in the first place, I'm charging you for your services, don't make it look like I raped you."

Jenna cursed angrily with open teeth and claws, "You fucking rent boy has no professional ethics, serving customers without a condom, you're killing me, I'll kill you, kill you!"

"Huh?" The man narrowed his eyes and stared at her dangerously, "Are you pregnant by any chance?"

Jenna paused her movements in vain, the figure of her two children flashed in her mind and she cursed in her heart, "Yes, I am pregnant, I gave you two children, but you scum never fulfilled your responsibility as a father...

"Speak!" The man shouted coldly.

"That's right... I am pregnant!" Jenna blurted out, but quickly changed her tone, "But, but you aborted it! I will not let the father of my child be a rent boy!"

If it was known that the baby's father was a rent boy, she would be teased in kindergarten from now on!

No, she must keep this secret and not let anyone know!

"Very good!" The man nodded in satisfaction, his hand reaching into his suit pocket to take something out.

"How dare you continue to be a rent boy here? How many girls do you want to victimize? I'm going to your manager right now to complain about you!" Jenna angrily walked away.

The man paused, frowned, and put the check back.

Jenna had just walked to the door when she received a call from Paul: "Jenna, if you don't come in, your coworkers will leave and you don't have to come to work at Titan tomorrow."

"Fuck you!"

Jenna hangs up angrily, shaking with rage that there are bitchy men everywhere! One inside and another outside!

Wait a minute.

She suddenly realized a problem, this rent boy hurt her so much, how could she let him go?

Why should he live such a good life while she makes her two children suffer after her?

Thinking about this, Jenna barged into the box again and shouted with justifiable anger, "Bastard, you put me in such a bad situation, you must be responsible!

The man was drinking when he heard this, he coldly raised his eyes to look at her, "How are you going to be responsible?"

"You must compensate me!" Jenna shouted righteously, "If it weren't for you, my life wouldn't have turned out this way.

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't even be able to see her father one last time;

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't be disgraced and become a slut despised by millions;

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't be a single mother...

She mentally encouraged herself to be bold and strong!

"How much compensation do you want?"

The man sat on the couch in a cocky pose, his shirt elegantly buttoned, his sexy, wild pecs and eight-pack abs glowing seductively in the dim light.

Jenna looked at his chest and couldn't help but shiver for a moment, but quickly regained her senses, cleared her throat with a "cough" and held up three fingers.

"Thirty million dollars?" The man raised an eyebrow.

"Oh, who do you think you are? You're just a rent boy. Can you come up with that kind of money? No kidding."

Jenna scoffed.

"Look, I want your first day in three months, and starting today you'll give me half of what you make every night!"

She was at a loss, the sky was the limit for her to meet this damn rent boy!

She had to seize the opportunity to slaughter him to get her grievances off her chest.

Besides, it would force him to do his fatherly duty.

Three months, enough for her to get through the immediate difficulties, until her internship is over, the official transfer will be six thousand dollars a month, family life should be enough.

At that time, they will cut off all contact and never meet again.

"How much do you think I can make in one night?" The man leaned back on the sofa, shaking his glass of red wine, looking at her with good humor, "What if there's no business?"

"Looking at your body and stamina, you should be able to be the headliner at the Night Dream Bar if you work hard."

Jenna looked him up and down, her eyes on his key areas...

"I heard about $400 an hour for the regular stuff, and $1,000 to $1,500 for a night package, so you can make at least $3,000 a night, right?"

"So splitting 1,500 with you every night is enough?" The smile at the corner of the man's lips intensified, "Very well, it's best if you can spend the money to solve the problem."

" That's not what I meant!" Jenna hastily scolded, "I mean at least, at least you have to give me at least $2,000 every night to make up for the mistake you made back then, you have to work hard and earn more money for me, got it?"

"Money is not a problem." The man was very generous and then asked suspiciously, "But how did you recognize me just now?

"That lion tattoo on your waist, ah, could it still be fake?" Jenna was afraid he would deny it.

"So you don't know what I look like?" The man looked deeply at her.

"I don't give a shit what you look like," Jenna said in a tone of voice, "I was so drunk the other night and didn't even get a good look at your face when you asshole just took my clothes off! And didn't ask me if I needed service! That was my friend's order!"

The man took a sip of his wine, "You didn't object when she ordered me, did you?"

"I don't care, if you try to renege I will go to the manager of the Night Dream Bar and complain about you." Jenna said hastily, "Also, I hear you're a transvestite, so if it comes out you'll never work here again."

The man was shocked and narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Siren? Are you out of your mind? A siren can make you pregnant?"

"How could I believe that, I don't care, you have to take responsibility!"

Jenna took a pen and paper out of her bag and quickly wrote a simple pledge!

"WELL, it's clearly written, starting today, for three months, you have to give half of your daily income to me, Jenna, as compensation for this year. Sign it and our agreement is final!"

Having said that, she pushed the pen into the man's hand...

"Am I the only rent boy you ever found?" The man looked at the crooked words on the guarantee and asked with a raised eyebrow, "It's not possible that you already have a big stack of such guarantees, is it?"

"You're crazy, do you think I like looking for rent boys that much? It was an accident back then, and you're the only one I've used since I grew up!"

Jenna was so angry that she blurted it out, her face flushing red at the end of her sentence.

The corner of the man's lips hooked a shallow arc, generously signed the agreement, only the font with too scribbled, can not clearly see what is written.

Feeling that this was not effective enough, Jenna pulled over his hand and bit down hard on his thumb.

"To leave a mark on you! So you'll remember!" Jenna breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the contract being generated, "It's a deal, no backtracking, and I get today's earnings up front!"

"There's no business today yet, Where's the income coming from?"

The man pulled her violently into his arms, wrapping his arms around her slender tiny waist, his sexy thin lips stroking her cheeks as he whispered in her ear, "Why don't you come in and place your order and I'll give you a 50% discount..."

"Don't you dare!" Jenna immediately broke away from him, picked up the contract, and pushed it aside in a panic, "Don't even think about hitting me, I'm telling you, from now on your duty is to be a good rent boy and try to pay off your debt!"

"Can you spare it?" The man narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at her.

"You're just my money maker, nothing to lose," Jenna took out her cell phone, "Let's exchange phone numbers for contact."

The man took her phone and typed in his number and was about to save his name when Jenna took it over and typed in "Slave".

The man frowned, obviously not happy with the name.