After ending the call, Charlotte lay in bed and was getting bored. Then, she started texting Gigolo In Debt.
Why aren't you reporting on your recent progress? Can't you be more enthusiastic about this?
She had to be as docile and obedient as possible in front of the Devil, and that was why she enjoyed bossing Gigolo In Debt around.
Business has been slow recently, the Gigolo In Debt replied.
Slow? Haven't you been visiting Sultry Night? What have you been doing? Charlotte typed.
The Gigolo In Debt did not reply.
She sighed and gave him a call, and it took several rings before he finally picked up. "What's up?" "Are you keeping your sugar mommies company these days?" Charlotte asked.
The man in the neighboring room swirled his wine around the glass as he relaxed in the bathtub filled to the brim with warm water. His lightly-tanned skin shimmered under the light, and his well-defined muscles seemed to give off a strangely dominant aura.
"I'm staying with a certain Stupid Woman," Zachary said calmly.
"What Stupid Woman? I’m your boss!" Charlotte barked. "You will never succeed if you don't change this disgusting attitude of yours and serve me!"
"I’m just a gigolo. I don't need success," Zachary said, wiping the water off his face.
"What’s that sound?” Charlotte asked. "Are you swimming?"
"I'm just taking a bath," Zachary said, taking a sip of wine.
"Why did you answer my call then?"
Charlotte’s mind wandered to how he would look like in the bathtub. She could almost see the enticing curves of his muscles and lean body glistening with water as he emerged from the bathtub.
He'll look like a full-course meal!
"What are you thinking of?" Zachary teased.
"You jerk!" Charlotte yelled as her heart skipped a beat.
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