William's POV: My client forced me to come to this nightclub. To be honest, it isn't the first time. But my hatred for this loud place remained the same. I still couldn't understand why people came to this noisy place. This time, the man I dealt with was a short, bald, and ugly guy in his forties. He was totally the type that would give people a nightmare, even after meeting just one. I did not know how he managed to find a wife. But I guess it was not difficult since his bank account was overloaded with zeros. "I can't believe I agree to this," I murmured under my breath. The mere thought of me having to sleep with him later absolutely makes me want to puke. But I had no choice. Earning the title, a successful entrepreneur under thirty came with a prize. For someone who was thrown out to live in the street yet c
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