A Month's Worth Change

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Warning!!! : This story contains profanity,cursing,attempt of rape, read at your own risk.

Arthit's POV

Well you might think am quite lucky to be followed around by a handsome billionaire. Tell you what? Am not, is frustrating and very annoying especially when some of his suck up bitches makes me their fucking target.

Is been a month now since I slept with that Kongpob rich guy in the clubhouse,we didn't do anything above PG,well not really. I came home after that to meet my benevolent looking all messed up on bed,and I didn't need to read his mind or anything to know that he had quite a rough night with that Korn,yeah that handsome huge guy. He had been using Knock like a fucking sex machine. Oh and sorry about all the cursing I have been spitting out,can't blame me. One month with prostitutes,strippers,smokers and lot of those ol' sinners had made me learn a bit,not really that innocent anymore.

I can now say am good at my job,oh no,I didn't prostitute myself,that Kongpob guy will surely kill all my sex customers if I did that job anyway. Even being a stripper is becoming hard,he comes around all bossy threatening whom ever wants my services and is not that his threats gets to some customers,naaa,some simply can't resist me even when they know well that Kongpob doesn't make empty threats.

So I kinda resume schooling,and no one actually knows my real identity in the clubhouse except a few who won't cause any problem, so no need to be afraid of my reputation,the so called reputation which was tainted a month ago,humph. I didn't really care about it but P'Knock insists I wear a mask when I attend to my customers. Everything was going well then that jerk Kongpob came about threatening my fucking customers, he still insists I striptease only for him which I kept giving him a very big no. But trust me,that guy is so persistent,he is definitely the embodiment of persistency,no doubt about that.

Today is one of the days he comes and buy my services,he won't accept any rejection involving me not wanting to serve him no matter how much he is paying, P'Knock wasn't greedy like other clubhouse bitch owners so he doesn't force me to do anything I don't want to do. He even asked me to not be a stripper but I insisted I didn't want any more favors from him,he had given me shelter when I had nowhere to go,he helped me resume school,he provides me food,he is like the older brother I never had, I don't want to be a burden to him,he had done enough and am quite grateful but now since I have a job I want to start saving and fend for myself. It took a while to make him understand though he is still a bit reluctant about all this.

Some think what I do ain't a decent job well,when you are homeless,starving and withering in coldness,you will understand that no job is less decent than the other,i knew life was messy after my mother died,when my dad started ignoring my very existence,when my step mom and step sister started treating me like dirt,I live in a big mansion alright but it was more like a golden cage. I think they finally had enough of me that's why my step sister set me up and rid me of my innocence and my dignity. That was when I finally knew life wasn't just messy. It is messier,cruel and very harsh.

I want to love or at least I want to try and maybe consider being in a relationship with this Kongpob guy but my fragile heart still bleeds that the guy who I sort solace in my times of darkness turned out to be the one who betrays me,I did loved him. He was kind to me,he always comforted me whenever am down. Who would have thought he will one day rip my heart out of my chest. That's life for you.

If I allow Kongpob to break my fences,I don't know what I will do if he too breaks the remaining pieces of my fragile heart,I will go crazy,I kinda like him but I can't risk it.

After getting dressed in a red lace bodysuit that hugged my lean figure so well, The back was cut low down my waist exposing my pale back,my ass standing perky in the attire,my long straight legs disappearing into a black boot looking heels.My hair had grown a bit long,framing my baby face nicely,I put a light make up on my face making me look more surreal,amazed by my fine touch on my body I check myself once more in the mirror and went ahead to meet my one and only too persistent customer who just won't let me get the fuck out of his grip.

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