The Master and the Gold Digger [1]

I looked at Mammon as if she was insane. She wanted me to breed with her. I sighed and closed my eyes. "I'm gonna have to deny your request. Can you please tell me why you want to breed with me?"

"Why else? The more babies I have, the more money from child support I get and the more I can provide for my 349,012 children and the more I can spend on casinos and me time." Mammon said.

"Hold on excusez moi? How many kids do you have? Over 300,000?! Yeah you can leave. I didn't order a stand up routine." I said and walked to the door to open it, but she slammed her hand on the door.

"Look...My children aren't gonna look after themselves and their father...s...Aren't able to look after them...mainly because they died after having sex with me." Mammon said.

"And you want me to have sex with you so you can kill me? Yeah I'll pass, you're batshit crazy. I. Am. Not. Doing. It." I said and looked at her.