Many likes to question why people chooses a wild job––not the typical as we can call it like… a ranger? No. A soldier? No. Or a carnivore animals trainer? That’s a big NO. What people loves to question is, something they can’t understand nor study.

It’s what life is made of. It’s either you questions because you have a loss of it or, you questions because you don’t have a glimpse on ‘how’ and ‘why’ that thing happened. It’s all or nothing because you’re either an idiot or just curious about it.

Waiting patiently on the corner was Erah, she’s sitting on a bench that can be occupied by a few and that time, it was only her that was there considering the time itself that was ticking. 1 in the morning, and she’s still up till someone choose her.

She was fine, the best personality and beauty that every man could dream of. But… that dream girl of most was left with that job to think. She doesn’t love it but left with that knowing how education fucked her more than her customers for a total of 3 days working since she decided to be a whore.

She’s not that brilliant to study nor brilliant to choose a life. She ended up running away from home, no friends to be with as she went broke. And that’s––reality. They’ll be with you when you have everything but leave when you don’t.

A fucked up, really. Glad she still has her motto.

“I may have nothing, but a goddess doesn’t need everything.” She said it again, right on her seat after waiting idiotic on a spot where no men would go to buy her a night salary.

“I’ll get no dick here!” she shouted. It was great that she realized that, got up from her seat and walked few steps only to be back and sat where she used to rest her body.

“No, this is the best spot,” she then proved, fighting with herself that that place was the best.

Only to prove her wrong.

Hours and she found no job for that time. Everyone with a mind of her job would think negatively of her, not just because she’s a ‘sex worker’ but the fact that she had that place. A whore and an air head.

But no one would guess what she’s into––only her. She waited for nothing. Dressed for nothing. That time after three days of being a sex worker, she wanted a rest doing what she loves. It’s not her job but her beauty to love being alone while staring calmly. It’s like her most peaceful place––a not specific but everywhere where she can think of nothing in particular.

It was enough of a mind for herself and she needs to be practical––staring won’t feed her mouth, make her stomach full, pay her bills, and continue being a repeated student by day. She may not be good at it but failures doesn’t mean a stop. She wanted more that she can be proud of.

She started walking to reach the street, giving her usual grace that one stare and… you’ll fall. And that’s what happened. To a place where every sex workers would gather every night––everyone looked at her.

“There goes the Queen.”

“Let’s bet. Twenty bucks if she got pick in a half minute.”

“She can even be a millionaire if she take this job fully.”

The whispers that Erah can hear clearly as she observed the place. Wide––men and women of this work with their own patience to wait for a customer. She didn’t even had the chance to sit when a Ferrari Fortofino car stopped beside her.

“My master needs a pleasure. You game with it?” It was the first time that some gold-spoon-user bastard stopped on this kind of place. Erah was shocked about it that a butler offered her an open door when she nodded.

“P-Pleasured to meet you, Mr…?” She gave an open hand, only to be rejected by the guy she’s sitting with.

“There’s no need for names here. Mind that.” The butler’s voice was all nothing but a command that she can’t ignore. As she looked closer on the whole seats, a gun was present on the open compartment.

Erah thought of jumping out of the car but the speed might put her dead before she could make a escape. A rich bastard that she’ll serve for this day, it might be a dangerous place to be as a murder scene can be covered by money.

“C-Can I go––”

“You agreed coming with me,” the butler said coldly.

“But––”

“We’ll pay you big,” the latter said and looked at the worried face of Erah. “Does ten thousand dollars sounds good?”

Deafening silence was all that can be topic of. When it comes to that point, Erah can only decide a thing.

She’s okay.

The instinct of getting into trouble faded in a snap. She needs the money, she’ll risk for it. The butler received the hunch of agreement when Erah silence her voice and do nothing. ‘It’s all or get hungry,” that’s what Erah thought of till they reached the place.

“Let’s go.” Erah waited no assistance and walked to enter a house that she presumed where her customer lives.

She wasn’t wrong about that when the butler commanded her to go inside. She was left with nervousness gone as she traced the placed and entered with no more things to think of. She was all focused about the money that she can get.

She was searching skeptically when a topless man––built with the most jaw dropping body walked past by her. Face that was so remarkable that she can fall for, it was all on her mind that she got satisfied by just seeing the man’s face.

“Follow me.” The voice of him lingered right through Erah’s ears. It was like she was hypnotized to follow without any disagreement and… they went to the basement.

Upon seeing what’s inside, Erah almost dropped her phone. Scared. Bewildered. She was about to run when the man stopped her.

“Where do you think you’re going?” The gap was closed––hugging Erah’s back that she can’t escape. Tears flowed on Erah’s eyes when the man started caressing her body––scared about what will happen as this guy is… a sadist.