All Chapters of His Ethical Slut: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Not quite long after, Pheonix finished dressing up and left for the club to search for the father of her baby. A soon as she left, Isis, bored out and not knowing what to do, remembered how her day ended withe James storming out of the hotel room. As her mind went to their makeout session, she let out a sigh."I want it too though," she muttered to herself, then rubbed her forehead. "I'm just scared of the pain, and of course, I don't wanna sin. Premarital sex is a sin, yeah?" She asked aloud as if she was talking to someone. She let out another sigh and laid on the couch. "I'll keep telling myself that till I believe it," she muttered as she stared at the ceiling.About a few minutes later, the thought of ending the argument with James came to her mind. She let out a sigh and sat up on the couch. She picked up her bag and brought out her phone from it. Immediately, she dialed his number. She continued calling him, but he didn't pick up her calls, yet it was ringing. After trying to c

After much persuasion from Pheonix, Isis followed her advice and decided to find a job at a club in an lowlife hotel in the area. Apparently, Omarion doesn't deal with low-lofe hotels like that, so when she got there, they knew nothing and just accepted her for the job, to resume immediately. Gladly, she did."That one," the customer, who looked like he was in his early thirties said to Isis, as he pointed at a wine glass on the cabinet behind her. He was dressed in a red suit and he carried a black suitcase. He probably had a long day at work with the way he yawned almost every minute. "The one with the red cover.""Oh," Isis said and turned her back to look at the one the customer had just requested for. She covered her mouth with the back of her right palm as she yawned slightly. Maybe it was the customer's yawn that was contagious, or maybe she was also as tired as the man, she could not tell which, but she knew it was more of the latter. Her baggy eyes and the tiny dark circles a

LIZETH'S POV.The elevator dinged and we stepped in. James pressed a button to his floor, the floor that had the room he had booked down for us to meet. I looked at him and was shocked to see the heat in his eyes. I knew he wanted this, he wanted me, but since it wasn't our first time, I didn't expect him to look that hungry for me. I was honored though, it only meant that I do my job well.He shoved his hands between my legs and cupped me tightly. I felt his palm through my heat. I grounded myself against his palm a bit. It felt good.I dropped my bag to the floor and put my arms around his neck and leaned up. He caught my hands and instead raised them above my head pushing me against the wall of the elevator. His hard chest pushed against my breasts and immediately my nipples tightened.He leaned in and nibbled on my neck. He inhaled deeply, like he was enjoying it all my smell, my skin and my body. He dropped little kisses along my neckline, around my shoulder and then he nipped th

Omarion sat on the floor in his sitting room. Everywhere was silent, as he was the only one home. His maid had gone out to get some things done. In front of him were several empty bottles of drinks which he had drunk within the last hour. Another one was in his hand as he gulped it down his throat. Anyone seeing him could tell that he was already drunk. Suddenly, he stopped drinking and dropped the bottle on the floor gently."What the fuck is wrong with me?" He questioned himself. His eyes were so red and he looked pissed, probably an effect of the alcohol he had been having continously. "What the fuck is wrong with me these days, uh?" He asked himself again."I mean…" he suddenly gulped. "If I ain't thinking about that bitch that betrayed me, Lizeth, I would be thinking about fucking someone to get over the thoughts of her. And that's where Rachel comes in. I have now turned to a sex freak because of this fucking heartbreak.""Damn!" He suddenly growled and threw a bottle to the wall

Phoenix was back to that gloomy, sad and unhappy lady Isis hated so much to see. She wrapped her arms around her best friend’s shoulders while she leaned her head on Isis’s full breasts. “I don’t want to keep this baby, babe” Phoenix kept on saying repeatedly and every single time Isis would cut her short.” It’s not your fault that you can’t flush it, Phoenix” she paused and patted her back as Phoenix sniffed her nose. “Look, things will definitely change for the better if you find its father. I mean, you remember what he looks like so there’s hope right there that you would run into him sooner or later” she admonished. Phoenix listened quietly rubbing her head on Isis’s breasts as droplets of tears fell from her eyes.Isis pulled out a tissue from its pack close to the couch and wiped them off her face. “Do you really think that is possible?” Phoenix asked. “Of course, yeah…I know and I’m certain that you will find him. This is Europe, Phoenix and you’re not a newcomer in the club t