THE BILLIONAIRE AND THE CONTRACTED STRIPPER
I knew something was off but I didn't want to involve myself by asking too many questions, all I had to do was play along with his card and grab quickly my 50 grand at the end of the deal, I smiled intelligently at myself trying to console my depressed soul, I looked keenly at the mirror in front of me, yes I was beautiful, but this wasn't me, a blonde wig, a fancy makeup making me to look like an opera singer, the whole disguise was fascinating, the paper he gave me was full of rehearsals, things to say and what not to say in front of his family.
"It's time" he said as he entered the room, he looked at me, I must say he was impressed with the stylist. I didn't hesitate for a bit, I followed