She was out of options, she needed something, she needed to do something - she needed money so she agreed to work in a sex house, as a sex worker.
She joined the house and started her first training on how to be a perfect sexy girl, how to make a man go crazy with just a touch. 
But then, something happened along the line in the sex club house, she met the most powerful, cold,never smiling CEO last prince.
She didn't just meet him because she wanted to, but, because he ordered for her service, for her to serve him, pleasure him whenever he needed her.
She didn't have a choice, she had to do it. The pay was too high, no normal lady would ever refuse him, no one at all. So, she started her job on how to pleasure and please the prince until he was no longer in need of her service.
Her name is pink......!
Amanda worked for money as a sex worker in one of the biggest sex house until she met a VIP, who turned out to be a charming prince and also her old friend.

The Exclusive Sex Worker

　　Prince Reagan sat down on a sofa in an empty room waiting for Celia to come in.


　　She came in still shedding tears.


　　"You can't do this to me, my prince, you can't. You have to cut all tiers with her" Celia sobbed.


　　"What will all my friends say? That I can't even hold onto a man. What will they say when they learn that you have gotten a mistress? They will think I can't satisfy you, but you are the one who doesn't touch me much even when you come back" Celia sobbed hard.


　　"I can't do what you ask of, Celia, she is my mistress for a reason and I need her to be save" Prince Reagan said.


　　'What? You are still speaking of her safety? For goodness sake, did that bïtch bewitch you?" Celia half yelled.


　　"Celia, I can't help you" Prince Reagan said standing up to his feet.


　　Celia fell on her knees and continued crying loudly.


　　Prince Reagan walked to her, he squatted to her height.


Chapter 25