Aftermath

Prostitution.

Sounds difficult?

Not as bad as when you do it secretly. 

But what if it doesn't remain a secret? 

Especially when someone who should not know, finds out about it?

Until I Met You

Jake's word sent a shiver down my spine. No. He can't take him there. I panicked and looked at Jake who didn't pay any attention to me. My voice was small and hesitant when I said, “Jake, no.” 


His eyes darted to me but then his eyes descended to where my breasts were. I bowed my head to find the piece of fabric of my cloth was torn up a bit. It wasn't big enough for me to need to cover it but it was big enough to see some skin. When I noticed the small hole in my shirt, I snapped my gaze back at Jake worriedly. From the looks of Jake, it was obvious that my request was going to be ignored. 


Mason and Jake took one guy in each hand and started to drag them to the Red Zone. 


All the while, those three guys tried their best to convince Jake and Mason. 


“Hey man, I didn't know she was your girl.” One of them said as he tried to twist out of Jake's grip. Jake ignored him. 


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