Rich Man's Dancer

"Ethel, we need to pay for our monthly rent for this week. Do you think we can pay then?"This is what my 'good morning' greeting from my mother is. Though, I don't think I can change the way she treats me anymore. The moment she discovered my job, it felt like she lost all the respect she had for me. For me, it's quite understandable. I'm a harlot, what could I do?On the contrary, I never wanted this job. Of course, who in the world would want to sell her dignity for a thousand peso or less? Well yes, it's not like I'm selling sex to men but I'm selling every part of my body by showing it publicly while dancing naked under the neon lights.I wanted to graduate from my dream university. I wanted to work a decent and good-paying job instead of what I have right now, but I just can't. I couldn't even afford a decent and enough food for dinner, what more a tuition fee for college that costs around a hundred thousand pesos or even more?

Wearing a sheer dress and a pair of cheap lingerie below it, I walked out of the preparation room. No one notices me yet, maybe that's because another harlot is still dancing on the stage before me.I was about to go to the stage since the girl is about to be finished dancing."Hep-Hep! Not that way, Ethel!" Manang Marissa Blocked my way."Huh? What do you mean?" I asked."You're not dancing on that stage tonight. We have very special visitors and they're in one of our VIP rooms. Lucio wants you to be one of the girls that will entertain them since, you're one of the top dancers lately," she explained."Oh," I realized. "But I don't dance in private rooms, nang. What should I do?" I panicking asked.Yeah, I dance naked in public but I will never do it privately. Who knows what happens inside a private room. I don't even want to imagine it. I don't want to sell my purity!"Don't worry, you'll just

Terrius Monzanto? Terrius... "Hey!" I almost jumped due to shock. Morette just yelled at my face. "What?" I grunted.  "Why are you spacing out? You--we should be celebrating! We just danced for the most handsome men who visited this club!"  She's right. Those men were the most decent looking visitor we had in this club, and probably even the richest bunch of dudes. It's true that we should feel honored to dance for them and I do, because I got a good money earned tonight.  It's just that I can't seem to forget about that Terrius guy. He keeps bothering me inside my mind. I don't know why my heart feel pounded when he offered his hand for shake hand. I panicked and ran.  Ridiculous, right? That's what happened. He extended his arm for an introduction, but I ran. I didn't get scared. I felt overwhelmed, I felt like I wasn't able to breath for a mome

I was shocked that a famous bachelor approached me. Even though he only approved me online, it's still a big honor for a woman like me to be even noticed by him. He's got the looks that women will flock around him, be jammed just to catch a glance at him. Although he only had two profile pictures ever since he created his social media account, which by the way I don't know when he still got six hundred thousand followers. As easy as picking up a piece of dirt. He only has two display pictures and his cover photo was plain black. The first picture is his current display photo for this account and the other one is the first profile picture he uploaded. As my sister said earlier, she wasn't wrong when she said that I can't meet someone as famous as him. Though, I think fate malfunctioned a bit that she might have forgotten about it and just let me accidentally met him inside a not-so dignified place on earth. In his first picture, he wore a nice

His mustang is comfortable inside. Breathable but my air seemed tight around him regardless of the quality of this world-class elitist car. His interior is colored coffee, the creamed coffee. Also the dashboard, it's painted black. Only two colors will be seen inside the car, The creamed coffee or dirty white with black. Gothic and shiny black. His car smells manly too, let's not forget that the owner of the car itself is manly. Take note also of the fact that he is sitting right next to me. I'm so amazed not only in his car but everything. As a harlot, I never thought that I'll be ever experiencing this kind of thing. Sitting in a fancy car next to a rich man that could pass already as my sugar daddy. What? He's older than me and rich! Aren't these the traits you need to consider when looking for a sugar daddy? "A penny for your thoughts?" he intervened in my thoughts with his cold yet calmed voice. What am I even talking about, hmm?