He Married A Whore

"Gosh!

Was there anything less dignified than searching for your underwear" Disha cursed under her breath.

She picked the man's pants and gave it a little shake.

Nothing!

She dropped to her knees and looked under the bed.

No sign of her underwear.

She was beginning to sweat and couldn't look up to the man seated on the bed.

He's so different from the other guys she had spent the night with.

He gave her more than her normal pay and the sex was just too good.

Is it because he's so good looking?

She never enjoyed having sex with different men and sometimes cry while they were at it but this is just different.

"If you're looking for these?" Disha heard the handsome man said.

She looked up to see him dangling her panties from one finger to the other.

"Like seriously!" She bit her lower lip and shot him a glare.

She jerked it from his hand and he gave an annoying chuckle.

"He didn't smile nor grin yesternight and now he just chuckled.

Even if he looked more cute while chuckling,to hell with him for mocking me" Disha thought as she got on her feet.

She tightened her hold on the towel around her body and started walking towards the bathroom.

"Wait" She heard the man said.

She stopped and turned to look at him.

"Take this" He said stretching what seems like a business card to her.

She walked to him but didn't take it.

"You want me to be your personal sex partner? No!" Disha shook her head.

"Don't think I'm doing this cause i enjoy doing it. It's just because i don't have a choice!" She added,tears building up in her eyes.

She always hate the fact that she cries easily.

"Hey! You should listen to what i have for you before jumping into conclusion" The man said calmly.

"I don't want anything from you, i know you paid me more than you're supposed to but i..." Disha was saying but stopped when she heard the man's next word.

"I need a nanny for my daughter and i want you to apply for it" He said leaving her in three seconds shock.

A nanny?

For his daughter?

He has a child already?

Wow!

Who would want a sex worker as a nanny for his daughter?

This sounds crazy!

"I..i why do you want me as your daughter's nanny?" Disha asked not sure of the shock she's recovering from.

Is it the shock that he already has a child or the shock of him wanting a sex worker as his daughter's nanny.

"I just want you as my daughter's nanny" He shrugged like it's nothing but she know deeply that there's something behind it.

What if he wants to harm her.

"I'm not interested!" She said sternly before walking into the bathroom.

Disha walked out of the bathroom fully dressed and was not surprised when she found the creepy man gone.

He must have figured out that she know of his plan.

"What if i had fell for it" She said shuddering at the thought..

Well..Madam Pinky would not give her to a dangerous man.

She picked her bag and hurried out of the room without looking back.

She got downstairs where the bar was situated and sighted Madam Pinky from afar.

She walked towards the pretty woman who was in her early fifties, her short curly hair was dyed gold and her face was all made up,her lips shone with the red lip gloss she applied.

Her tight gown was made of leather which has tiny sparkle all over it,her shoes blinked also.

She dresses that way every single day and if you don't know her well enough, you'll never know she's a fifty plus woman.

She looks far younger than her age.

Every step she took brought attention to her and everyone drinking in the bar knew she was the owner of the bar and brothel.

With her appearance,one will think she's a stern woman but she's so nice and down to earth.

She treats her customers right which always make her bar full to the brim.

"Disha" She smiled widely as she saw Disha approaching her.

Among her sex workers, she has a special liking for disha she knows Disha doesn't like the job but she needs all the financial help she can get and that's why she only calls for Disha when there are influential people around.

"Madam Pinky" Disha called.

"Do you need a drink?" Madam Pinky asked.

"No"

" So..how was it?" She asked with a little smile, knowing the lady is always unhappy after the job.

If only she has the degree to get a more decent job.

"He gave me much more than my pay" Disha said.

"I knew it! Killian Mikaelson is an influential man and i felt so honored to have him in my bar last night. He also gave me more than we bargained" Madam Pinky laughed happily.

"Killian Mikaelson?" Disha thought, knowing the name ring a bell but she shrugged it off .

"But, he's kind of creepy" Disha thought.

"No he's not. You only think so" Madam Pinky assured Disha who still wore a worried look.

"Is anything wrong? Did he do something to you?" Madam Pinky asked.

"No..but," Disha was saying but was interrupted when Madam Pinky was called.

"We'll talk over the phone honey"madam Pinky said before hurrying away.