|| Valentina's POV ||

" 20 dollars only!", the leading woman of our group threw a glare at me, full of mockery. I just rolled my eyes at her. I wasn't in the mood today which was the result of this low earnings. I couldn't entertain those men properly but how could I do that when a lot of things were messing around my mind?

Mr.King's damned proposal...

My friend's suggestions...

How was I going to stay alive on this unsure job? Could stripping give me fortune?

" No! It can't! Go find him!", my subconscious mind shouted back inside my head. I growled out frustratingly and glanced at the...