Confessions of an Escort：The Dark Hobbies of the Wealthy - Chapter 16: Chapter 16
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By afternoon, the men had bounced back with renewed energy.
When they came downstairs, Richard was stacking three women like a deck of cards—effortless, practiced.
A neat pile of thirty grand sat beside him.
"Damn, Richard!"
The room erupted in cheers. Grinning, he doubled down, showing off.
"Same rules as always? Roulette first?" Alexander suggested, testing the waters.
"Works for me."
The others nodded.
Alexander summoned the women and pulled out a lottery box—prepped and ready.
A crisp hundred thousand rested on top.
I reached for it, but he cut me a sharp look. "Not you. Your turn comes later."
The rising starlet and some influencer got the same treatment from their guys.
The rest of the women drew lots.
Five were picked.
Under a man's command, they climbed onto the spinning dining table and slipped on blindfolds.
The five who'd paid took their places behind them, smirking.
Every two minutes, the table rotated.
When a guy finished, he made the woman hold the used condom between her teeth.
Each one was worth twenty grand.
"They'll play their game. We've got ours," Alexander announced, grinning. "Eel challenge!"
"HELL YEAH!"
The guys roared, hyped.
"Hold up! Save me a spot!"
Richard, still busy, kicked things up a notch—earning howls of laughter.
I caught the starlet's face draining of color.
When they came downstairs, Richard was stacking three women like a deck of cards—effortless, practiced.
A neat pile of thirty grand sat beside him.
"Damn, Richard!"
The room erupted in cheers. Grinning, he doubled down, showing off.
"Same rules as always? Roulette first?" Alexander suggested, testing the waters.
"Works for me."
The others nodded.
Alexander summoned the women and pulled out a lottery box—prepped and ready.
A crisp hundred thousand rested on top.
I reached for it, but he cut me a sharp look. "Not you. Your turn comes later."
The rising starlet and some influencer got the same treatment from their guys.
The rest of the women drew lots.
Five were picked.
Under a man's command, they climbed onto the spinning dining table and slipped on blindfolds.
The five who'd paid took their places behind them, smirking.
Every two minutes, the table rotated.
When a guy finished, he made the woman hold the used condom between her teeth.
Each one was worth twenty grand.
"They'll play their game. We've got ours," Alexander announced, grinning. "Eel challenge!"
"HELL YEAH!"
The guys roared, hyped.
"Hold up! Save me a spot!"
Richard, still busy, kicked things up a notch—earning howls of laughter.
I caught the starlet's face draining of color.
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