Fall For My Ex's Mafia Dad
I look down at my drink, feeling a little ashamed and not quite knowing why.
“To begin,” Janeen declares, her voice soft, “I don’t think that this is sex work. I don’t think Kent is asking you to be a hooker. That’s a much more defined arrangement – sex exclusively in exchange for money. This contract,” she says, pointing at it, “actually doesn’t say anything about sex.”
“It doesn’t?” I sit up and look towards it suddenly, curious. I mean, I hadn’t read it closely, but…