Chapter 9

"Who are you talking about?" His heart felt like twisting. Ten years ago, Stella walked into his trap at 15 years old and fell in love with him. She went to his bed at the age of 18 and followed him from then on. He always thought that there was only one man in her heart. Even if they broke up, he never thought that she would love someone else. But now, she not only had a relationship with others, but had a promiscuous one. Because she could not find a suitable job successfully, she began to sell her body. She not only sell it, but also wanted to tell him. Steven waited for the phone to ring, waiting for that bitchy woman to call him. But after staring at the phone for a long time, there was nothing on the screen except for spam messages and advertisements. He took a deep breath and called back. No one answered the phone for a long time. The buttons on his shirt had been untied, revealing his muscular figure. The sound of swallowing saliva even sounded nervous, and the sweat was flowing on his back. The scene of Stella going to find a man for money was too real in his mind. There was a "Hello" from the receiver, and a stone in Steven's heart suddenly fell to the ground. "Where are you?" "I'm going out." Going out?! Steven clenched his fists. "Come to my house." "But I've already made an appointment with someone else." Just now, she had made an appointment with the doctor, so she had to go to the hospital. Steven closed his eyes. "I suggest you come over right now. Otherwise, when I pull you out, there will be no good results!" Stella couldn't afford to provoke him, so she hung up the phone. She could only change her appointment to tomorrow morning and take a taxi to his villa. Seeing Stella, Steven patted the sofa and said, "Sit down." A check was handed to Stella. "This is the money for this month. From now on, come here every night. Remember to keep your body clean while you're on my bed." Stella took the check with fake joy and kissed it a few times. She hurried to put it in her bag as if she afraid that he would change his mind. "Don't worry. I won't mess with other men when I take my boss's money. I promise that I will wash up and serve my boss every day this month." Stella really felt happy. In this case, she didn't have to think of how to get pregnant. Wouldn't she be pregnant after a few more days? Steven stood up and lit a cigarette. Stella never mentioned her father and what happened between them, acting like nothing has happened. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. After taking a shower, Steven saw Stella taking out a box of pills. When he took it over, he found that it was a long-term contraceptive. He took a deep breath. Stella had changed into his pajamas. She walked over, hugged around his neck and began to kiss his Adam's apple. "I've taken your money. I can't let you wear a condom. I'll take pills myself, so you won't suffer losses." Steven pinched her butt. "When did you fucking become so bitchy?" "Don't you know when? I've always been so, starting from 18 years old, haven't I?" She kissed him and giggled. Steven couldn't laugh. He could only press her on the bed and come into her hard. He seemed to have lost his mind and start to slap her on the butt. "How many men have you slept with! Ah? How many have you slept with?" Whenever this time, she just smiled without saying anything and answered his question with coquettish actions. Steven knew that Stella was his this month, and he could do whatever he wanted. He paid this month, and she served him. That was fine. Let their relationship be just a deal. It had nothing to do with him whether she was alive or dead after one month. He would not be as restless as he was today.