“I don’t want you to shoulder the burden alone, honey,” she looked worried. “Noah is staying at his friend’s house, and I’ll go get him during the weekend.”That made sense. Dad lived an hour away in the main city. I was glad Noah was not at his place.
I needed to make more money to pay it off.
“I will leave in two days,” I said with a forced smile and lied. “I have a job interview coming up, so I can pay it off quickly.”
My mom looked weary and thinner than the last time I had seen her. She was working part time as a server and selling home-baked cakes and cookies to keep the roof over her head. I knew she was doing better than the past two years, but she would do anything to pay off the debt. Even starve herself. I couldn’t let her do that.
“Will you be safe, sunflower?”
“Of course, I’ll be safe!”
* * *
My chest feltheavy when I got out of the shower. It was my last day of stay at my mom’s place and my bags were already packed. I had called the manager at the club and asked her when the next auction was.
I didn’t want to burden Sean with my financial situation. He was generous enough.
I stared at the blurred words written on my breasts. The dark pink ink looked striking against my pale, flushed skin as the pads of my fingers brushed over each fading letter.
It was strange. The feeling of being owned by him.Sean. It should have bothered me. I was independent and my own person. But I didn’t hate it. Instead, I enjoyed it.
My mood dulled, thinking I’d have to go back to that strip club and stand half-naked in front of horny men.
Shuddering at the thought, I changed into pajamas. My phone dinged with notification and I smiled, seeing my screen.
Sugar Daddy: are u free?
no, my sugar daddy paid 3 million dollars for a date so hed say im expensive
Sugar Daddy: brat.
I jumped when he called me, and I answered it without seeing it was a video call. We had called on the phone before, and I was being a good girl, answering his every call and ignoring him whenever he asked me if the conversation with my mom went well. He knew I had rushed to Coral Springs for an important talk with Mom, but I didn’t want to tell him about the massive debt.
“You didn’t call me when you were showering?” He said with a pout. “I’m wounded.”
By the looks of it, he seemed freshly showered with damp dark hair and was sitting on a bed with dim lighting.
“Why would I do that?” I asked, snuggling into the bedsheets.
He raised his brow. “Why wouldn’t you, Princess?” His praise made my stomach warm. “Show me your tits. I want to see if I need to re-write?—”
“Shameless,” I interrupted him. My face looked flushed in the video call. And yet, my panties were getting wet. “What? You’ll come back here to re-write it?”
I hadn’t told him I’d be back in LA by tomorrow. If I did, he’d stay by my side and I wouldn’t be able to enter the auction to earn the money for debt.
It might get messy, so I would tell him everything once the debt was paid off and my family was safe.
What if I told him and loan sharks went after him? No, I couldn’t let him get hurt.
“Yes, I will,” he said, his tone sincere and eyes dark. “I’ll drive all the way to you to see your perfect tits, label you as mine, and then drive back.”
“You’re crazy.”
“Keep talking and I will start jerking off, Princess,” Sean said, his eyes hooded. “I miss you.”
I bit my lip. “It has been a while.”
“Two days and three hours since I last saw you in person.”
