7 Richard Glen Constantine

Pierce stopped the car in the yard of Nicole's brothel. The elegant handsome man took off his black coat then got out of the car and walked towards the main door of the house while glancing at the surroundings. he saw three luxury cars parked there, making him think that maybe a customer had already come to pay for the girl who would satisfy them.

'I hope she doesn't serve anyone,' he thought while imagining Clarissa's beautiful face.

Pierce became anxious considering that Clarissa was also the favorite belle of the brothel, just like Daisy.

He was worried that the girl had been bought by another man.

"Hey, Mr. Pierce. You came here again. Did something happen to Daisy and Mr. Alexander? Or did you come here because you were interested in getting some service from one of the girls here?" Nicole asked with a cheerful smile, welcoming Pierce who had just entered.

"I want Clarissa," Pierce answered flatly.

"Oh... What a shame. Now she's with Mr. Xavier upstairs," Nicole said with a sad expression that Pierce was late to buy Clarissa. "But you don't have to worry because I still have another girl prettier than Clarissa," she continued seductively.

Pierce was silent with his flat gaze, then glanced at the stairs that led to the top floor. He imagined upstairs there were lots of rooms where prostitutes served their customers, and of course, he imagined the beautiful Clarissa who had captivated his heart all along having to serve other men. the man was annoyed but couldn't do anything about it, because it was impossible to come upstairs and snatch Clarissa from that other man, of course, it would cause a commotion.

"Mr. Pierce, if you're interested I can call one of the girls for you," Nicole said, looking at Pierce who was lost in thought.

"I don't want any other girl than Clarissa," Pierce said flatly. "I'll call you to prepare her to serve me when I'm in this city again," he continued then walked out of the brothel disappointed.

Nicole sighed, unable to hold Pierce in any longer. She chose to walk toward the stairs to the top floor, thinking of keeping an eye on the atmosphere there. Or maybe she has a special customer because she is quite sexy and youthful.

Arriving in front of the house, Pierce fell silent by looking up at the top floor. He couldn't calm down, kept imagining that Clarissa might be making love there with another man, then thought he might as well make love to her, or even take her away from there. maybe this is what is called love at first sight, no matter where and to whom love comes.

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Inside Alexander Maxwell's luxury penthouse.

Daisy was silent with a blank stare, lying beside Alexander who was sleeping with his arms wrapped around her stomach. The girl remembered about an hour ago making love to the man beside her so gently, the way he made her so comfortable and she didn't want to leave. She thought if only she wasn't a bitch, then the man beside her was the man who loved her and would change her life.

'But it is not possible. My mother used to fall in love with my father maybe because of his gentle attitude, but in the end, my father only left her after being satisfied and ruining her life. And maybe Alexander wasn't much different from my father he would take me from the brothel instead of choosing a better girl. Or he has a hobby of changing partners.'

Daisy smiled wryly, glancing at Alexander who was so handsome with the perfect curve of his face. Perfection meant nothing to her, made her suddenly feel sick, and slowly let go of the man's embrace.

'Maybe I'd better take a walk around here now,' she thought.

Daisy put the lingerie back on, then took the thin white robe she had carried in her bag and put it on. The girl swapped her slightly tousled hair, then walked out of the room barefoot.

'Could there be food here? I can suffocate if I don't eat while I have to serve him again until tomorrow morning.'

Daisy continues to walk slowly through the rooms that are equipped with modern and luxurious furniture dominated by white, black, and silver. She was not so impressed with the luxury of the place because nothing impressed her more than the freedom she had always wanted.

Check...

Daisy turned towards the open main door, to find a man with a dashing body who wore a uniform like a security guard entering the living room. She was silent by embracing her own body while looking at the man coming toward her.

"Who are you?" She asked flatly.

"I'm Richard Glen Constantine. You can just call me Richard . . I'm here as a guard for this penthouse, but during the day I also work as a security guard to maintain security around this building." The man who has a handsome man with a thin beard explained with his flat gaze, staring at Daisy who looks so sexy with a beautiful face, beautiful even though her hair and makeup is a bit messy. For a moment he was fascinated, but suddenly a sense of self-introspection swept through his heart, causing him to turn his face away for a moment and say, "Now I have to go to my room."

"Yes ... please," said Daisy casually.

Richard immediately walked to the living room, then headed to another room with fast steps like he was in a hurry.

'Damn she's so pretty! She's not supposed to be here, with the asshole Mr. Alexander!'

Daisy frowned, staring at Richard who was slowly drifting away from her sight. She chose to find the location of the kitchen because she was very hungry and wanted to find food there.

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Arriving at his room, which had a metallic feel with fairly spacious size, and was equipped with modern furniture, Richard immediately took off his upper clothes to reveal his sexy and muscular upper body. The man sat on the edge of the medium-sized bed which was covered with a gray sheet, then took his cell phone from his trouser pocket.

"Hello, Pierce. Who is the girl in the penthouse with Mr. Alexander?" asked Richard, who turned out to be calling Pierce. ah, yes, of course, he knew Pierce because they had the same boss which was Alexander.

"She's Daisy, the girl from madam Nicole's brothel," Pierce answered over the phone.

Richard was silent for a moment as if surprised by Pierce's answer.

'She's the girl from the brothel, she's a whore? she is here to serve me. Alexander, not to be his mistress...'

"Mr. Alexander has been very interested in her since seeing her picture on the photo list of girls at madam Nicole's brothel...So don't ever like it or Mr. Alexander will hang you," Pierce shouted, sounding like a joke.

"No, I'm not interested," said Richard, quickly hanging up the phone. he put his phone on his right side, then lay down with his legs dangling over the edge of the bed.

Richard looked up at the ceiling, but what was on his mind was Daisy's beautiful face which really captivated his heart. he couldn't understand why she was a prostitute living in a brothel, leading him to imagine that this beautiful girl had to voluntarily surrender herself to the men who bought her, including Alexander Maxwell.

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