6. Steven

Jasmine stared blankly at the clothes that the man named Steven had given her. Anya had indeed said before, that Steven liked to dress in strange clothes on the women he slept with, but Jasmine really didn't expect Steven to order her to wear dresses like old royal princesses like that.

A dress with so much lace, and so many layers.

"Wear it, that beautiful dress will definitely be more beautiful on the body of a beautiful woman like you, Jasmine," Steven said with sparkling eyes.

Jasmine took a deep breath, if she doesn't want to make Steven angry, just do it.

Jasmine also took off the dress she was wearing, and put on the dress that Steven gave her. Layer after layer, Jasmine started wearing it. The woman's face was bright red when she had trouble using such a tight corset.

Jasmine glanced angrily at Steven who only smiled happily seeing her in trouble.

"You know why most princesses have pale faces? Because they wear those clothes!" Steven exclaimed casually.

Jasmine wanted to swear harshly, but she held it in because Anya had warned her to remain gentle in front of Steven or the man would explode.

Still, with a forced smile, Jasmine tried to put on all the clothes. And after all was finished, Steven clapped his hands with great satisfaction.

"Look how beautiful you are," Steven said as he drew closer to Jasmine.

Steven hugged Jasmine's body from behind and breathed in Jasmine's scent from Jasmine's exposed neck and shoulders.

"You are very different, very pure, and very seductive, it's only fitting that you are the prima donna of the VIPs," Steven whispered right behind Jasmine's ear.

Jasmine didn't say anything. To be honest, she was confused, why did everyone call her the prima donna when this was her first day serving someone? In Lorensius' case, it didn't count because Jasmine didn't consider him a guest.

Steven pulled Jasmine to face him. He smiled faintly and started kissing Jasmine's forehead, so gently and respectfully. Jasmine's breath began to catch when Steven kissed her eyelids. Jasmine trembled to feel Steven's warm breath caressing her skin. The man lowered his kiss to the nose, very gently Steven went down Jasmine's nose and arrived at her lips.

Steven's hands deftly caught Jasmine's body which almost fell because of being lulled by the man's gentle kiss. He did not waste the opportunity. His hand gently squeezed Jasmine's waist. He pulled away to watch Jasmine's face closely. Jasmine's face looked very beautiful, especially with her hair which was starting to fall apart in the wind blowing in from the window.

Steven couldn't hold back anymore, the man then kissed Jasmine's ripe lips and deepened their kiss until Jasmine started to forget herself. She wrapped her arms around Steven's neck, making their kiss even more intense. As Jasmine opened her mouth to take a breath, Steven immediately inserted his tongue and entwined Jasmine's warm tongue. He couldn't take it anymore. The man pushed Jasmine's body until she fell on the bed.

Jasmine knew what that meant. She closed her eyes and waited for what Steven would do to her.

Unexpectedly, she was surprised that Steven didn't open his shirt. Steven got into Jasmine's long skirt and it covered Steven's entire body. An electric shock with an incredible sensation ran through Jasmine's body.

Steven gave kiss after kiss to Jasmine's inner thighs, occasionally the man touched Jasmine's skin with his tongue, making Jasmine's soft sighs audible.

***

"How?" asked Anya as soon as she sat beside Jasmine.

She spent a tiring night with Steven. Now, she sits on the top floor to enjoy the calm night breeze that blows sadly.

"What?" Jasmine asked confused.

"Did Steven hurt you?"

"No, he was quite nice to me," Jasmine replied as she leaned her back on the sofa.

Anya frowned in confusion, then watched Jasmine from head to toe. Yeah, looks like Jasmine is fine.

"Did Steven do it roughly?" asked Anya curiously.

Jasmine took a deep breath, then shook her head slowly. How she should tell it?

"Steven is currently taking a medication for his hair loss which is bad, and he says the side effects of the drug are making his Mr. P not work properly," Jasmine explained.

Anya was silent, trying to digest Jasmine's words.

"If that's the case, why did he order you?" she asked again.

"He wants to know what I look like. All the VIPs are fussing over how I got to be a VIP's Bitch here," Jasmine said lazily.

"Wow! You are so lucky! Then, what were you two doing earlier? Why is your face looking pale? Are you sure he didn't hurt you?"

Remembering what she and Steven had experienced, Jasmine's head suddenly became dizzy. Steven did treat her very well. The man also gave her intoxicating touches, only with the princess-style clothes she was wearing, Jasmine almost found it hard to breathe.

"Do you ever wear the corset that the nobles of old wore?" Jasmine asked while looking at Anya meaningfully.

"No way! He dressed you like that?" screamed Anya with bulging eyes.

"He said I looked like a princess! He was so happy to see my pale face. If only he knew that I almost died from that damn corset!" Jasmine's hands clenched as she told Anya what she had experienced.

"Wow, selfish crazy bastard," commented Anya, shaking her head slowly.

Jasmine nodded in agreement.

They fell silent when Jasmine's cell phone rang. When she checked her cell phone, she was stunned to see the transfer receipt that Lorensius had just sent her.

"Wow! I've never even gotten that much! Try to count how many zeros are written there! Damn it!" Anya shouted with her gaze fixed on Jasmine's cell phone screen.

"Could it be that Lorensius transferred it wrong? Or he wrote the amount wrong?" asked Jasmine who still couldn't believe what she saw.

"Hey! What kind of nonsense is that!" Anya exclaimed, glancing at Jasmine.

"It could happen!" said Jasmine quickly.

"Lorensius is the most calculating person I've ever known, so I can guarantee that he won't do anything wrong when it comes to money!" exclaimed Anya with confidence.

"Then this is the money I earned tonight?" Jasmine asked confused.

"Of course, and what you get is clean because Lorensius would have cut such and such costs upfront. So enjoy your pay!" Anya patted Jasmine's shoulder gently, then walked away leaving the woman because she was very sleepy.

After Anya had completely disappeared from her sight, Jasmine looked back at her cell phone screen. If she kept earning that much money every day, she would definitely get what she wanted very quickly.

It's just that she met a strange man on her first day. Anya said that she would meet many strange men in this place. She doesn't know what strange man she will meet.