“How much do you think I can earn in one night?” The man twirled his glass lightly and shot her an amused glance. “What if no one requests for me?”

“You’re quite good-looking. If you’re willing to work hard, you might end up as Sultry Night’s top male escort.”

Charlotte scanned his figure carefully before her gaze landed on his groin.

“I hear normal escorts get paid four to five thousand for each round of service, and eight to ten thousand for overnight service. You can earn at least ten thousand per night, right?”

“So, I just need to give you five thousand every night?” The man’s smirk deepened. “You’re easily satisfied, huh?”

“Of course not!” Charlotte retorted hurriedly. “I mean, at least five thousand! At least five thousand every night! To make up for that mistake you did that night, you need to work hard to compensate me, got it?”

 

“Money isn’t a problem,” said the man carelessly. Curious, he inquired, “But how did you recognize me?”

“Through the wolf head tattoo on your waist. I won’t get it wrong!” Charlotte was afraid he might deny it.

 

you don’t know what I look like?” The man’s gaze

in exasperation. “I was so drunk that night that I

man sipped on his

a complaint with the manager.” Charlotte added, “Oh, I heard you’re also a transvestite. If they find out

man stiffened and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

harrumphed. “Are you

from her bag and wrote out a simple

half of your daily salary for three months. Sign here, and stamp your thumbprint here. It’s a done

the pen in

on the contract and raised a brow. “Don’t tell me you have a stack of

you crazy? Do you think I’m that desperate? Sleeping with you was an accident. You were the only man I’ve ever slept with!” Charlotte

just said, her

lifted in a smirk. He signed on the contract without a word,

his thumb, hard. When a drop of blood trickled out, she stamped

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