HAZEL’S POV
THREE DAYS LATER
“We agreed it to be 1000 dollars per shot,” I reminded my old client who struggled to c*m even for the first attempt.
“I hardly managed to c*m fully?” He bargained with me.
“You got in right?” I implored.
“Of course I did,” He agreed.
“Write my cheque before I cause a circus here,” I bitchily tattled.
“f**k you b***h!” He cussed as he threw a cheque of a thousand dollars on me.
“Thank you,” I gathered my things and excited the room.
I had a million dollars in my account thanks to this business that I decided to throw myself into. At first Jared did not want me too but I couldn’t stand starving yet I had other things to offer. I bought a gun to control him and I managed to. He chickened out when I am around and that is what I wanted men to do around me
