Avocation

The Jack Pov{}

I enjoy having sex with many women; it's fun. What I am enthusiastic about is trying different bodies, different faces, and different skins.

I can pursue my avocation at any level.

I had a lot of girlfriends, but after using them, I dumped them all.

I have needs, and one of them is that I can't go on spending all my time with one girl, just like you can't eat the same thing every day.

I buy ladies because I am wealthy and do it to satisfy my addiction.

I can ascend to any degree to fulfill my needs.

If you don't change your girl, she'll start stinking up your body as old clothes do.

I eventually made it to the strip club.

I already had Jeremy waiting for me.

A waiter directs us to our reserved seats when we both enter the club together.

There, we both made our home. Today, the girl I wanted was all I could see in my eyes.

Only when Jeremy asked me to join a female did I learn the truth?

A woman moves towards me in the meantime.

I bought the girl she advised. I later took her to a hotel room, where we had personal talks all night long.

I departed the motel in the morning to go to the mansion.

When I arrived, I smelled something odd, and only then did I know that

He offers women as sex slaves to wealthy customers. They interact with the police regularly, which prevents the police from interfering with their operations.

I promise my friend that I will give him back the girl once I am satisfied with her; I paid for her for almost a month.

I immediately went to my room after entering the mansion.

The staff was preparing breakfast for me in the meanwhile.

Because I generally work outside in the morning, they are indolent and may not have anticipated me to be here.

After entering the mansion, I walked to my room where I discovered someone asleep on my bed.

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POV: Elizabeth

When I hear Jack's noise, I start to get up.

I'm certain he intended to do it.

I was standing by the bed. He still lacked the nerve to look him in the face and make eye contact.

I had no idea what had transpired between us the previous evening, and I was simultaneously humiliated and uneasy.

I lacked the confidence to even approach him while standing there.

I was cold from head to toe.

He seems menacing.

I had the impression that I was facing a monster.

There was complete silence in the room; nobody was speaking when abruptly a voice broke the silence.

Who instructed you to use my bed in my room to sleep? I thought I told you not to touch my stuff without my consent.

Leave my room and find a different spot to sleep instead.

Jack screamed.

I silently followed his instructions while trembling in fear and fled the room.

I exited and breathed a sigh of relief. Not from Earth, this dude. He's terrifying.

I look for a location.

I went there to hide.

I want to disappear till he enters the mansion.

He summoned me back into the room just as I was ready to leave to look for a location.

I was once more advanced towards him with all of my strength.

The initial quiet seemed to say it all, but he eventually spoke up and announced that his friends were visiting him today because he had hosted a modest party.

Therefore, he requested that I inform the waitstaff of the preparations.

In terms of navigating people, I hardly knew anything.

I can't refute it, so I didn't.

Without saying a word, I simply nodded my agreement and left.

Then, in a flash, I seized a large corner and quickly took cover there.

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POV of Jack

Who cares that she is odd? I am planning to leave her after a month. She is returning to the mafia underworld and will be sold to another person.

I have no idea why I purchased her.

I was told by a buddy to read about sex slaves and females.

Because purchasing sex slaves is fashionable in Russia, I wanted to fit in.

I was born and raised in the Netherlands, but my father had a business here in Russia, so we relocated here when I was a young child and have been here ever since.

My grandfather raised me after my parents were killed in a car accident.

He passed away, too, and I have been living alone ever since.

I have many pals who are more important to me than anything else because I don't know anyone who will accept them.

I've never even considered what I would do without them.

I'm closest to Sebastian, Carl, Roger, and Eric. Anything I can do for them. When we were about 5 years old, we first met.

I also have a lot of mafia contacts.

Eric suggested I get a sex slave, but it wasn't a good idea.

As I was considering all of this, a waiter then walked into my room.

Your morning meal is now ready. Please allow me to bring it here, else you must have it in the dining room.

He queried.

Can't you tell that I was thinking something, God?

I screamed.

I'm sorry, sir, but I won't repeat this.

The waiter expressed regret.

He was ready to depart when I suddenly noticed something and stopped him.

Wait!!!! I want to share with you something crucial.

My friends are coming today because I've planned a party at the estate, and I want your servants to provide the best food and service anyone has ever experienced for them.

From the time they come to the time they leave, I don't want to witness any pandemonium.

I described.

Good, sir.

By doing so,

The waiter replies and then departs.

And I lost myself in thinking once more.

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