I'm Not a Choice

Died away

Sit alone while sipping his drink. Mark is currently in trouble. Usually, if he is experiencing anxiety like this, Mark will date a beautiful and sexy woman. Last time, Mark dated and bocked Ayana when she was a prostitute.

Walking up the corner a woman who was minimal in materials, approached Mark who was still sipping drinks with alcohol. The woman sat down near Mark while showing his gleaming style. The woman lit her match and brought her closer to Mark's cigarette when she saw Mark lighting his cigarette. The woman smiled as she stared fixedly at Mark.

"Thank you" Mark said after the woman lit her cigarette. Mark started smoking his cigarettes inside. Then blow it into the woman's face. Without getting angry, the beautiful and sexy woman was still watching Mark as if admiring Mark's good looks.

"I'm Sela" said the woman introducing herself to Mark.

"Hem, Sela? Haven't got any prey?" sahut Mark's. Sela smiled bitterly.

"Not yet! Tonight is very quiet. Even this day I haven't gotten anyone to wear my services" Sela said. Mark chuckled at hearing it.

"How much do you pay in one game?" ask Mark.

"Not expensive, bang! Usually on Saturday I put the price seven hundred thousand. Because today is Thursday, I lower the price to three hundred thousand one play. But there are no customers yet" said Sela.

Mark stared at Sela's face. In Mark's mind at this time re-remembered Ayana. Had Ayana been in front of him, maybe Mark would have bocked her in one night. And usually in that one night, Mark can play with Ayana up to three times. Until Ayana felt tired. Even in the morning, Mark again invited Ayana to fight. So it can be totaled when dating Ayana, Mark will play up to four times. And even Mark was always passionate and excited when he was with Ayana. Mark really felt like he was dating his girlfriend.

"Bang, you haven't called it brother's name!?" said Sela. Mark squinted his eyeball.

"It doesn't matter!" sahut Mark's. Mark took out a few hundred bills to Sela. The sum is more than Sela's rate in one game. Sela smiled widely while counting the banknotes from Mark.

"Hem, two million rupiahs? Then, you can play as much as me. Come on, then, don't procrastinate again. Want to be in the toilet, the car, or the hotel?" said Sela. Mark smiled broadly as Sela said that.

"No! I don't want to! That's money for you!" mark immediately called his driver. Mark wants to go home.

"But, bang! I also work. And since you've given me money, should I serve you, bang!?" sela protest.

"Why? At least once, you enjoyed my service. So the money I get is not free. But I have to sell services" Sela said.

"Forced once, you! Yes already! Come to the man, and invite him to play with you. Because I paid for it. Already, done?" said Mark who soon passed leaving Sela who was still dumb. Now Sela looks at the man that Mark is pointing at.

"That guy, yeah?!" sela Gumam.

"All right! I'll get close to her," muttered Sela finally.

*****

"Master again?" ask Rendra. Mark has been picked up by Rendra. Mark's personal assistant is always ready to execute orders if Mark always contacts him.

"No!? Just a little drink!?" answer Mark.

"Consider that woman?" Rendra.

"Which woman?" ask Mark.

"Wanna!?" answer Rendra. Mark breathed his breath again. Mark again feels tight if he remembers that Ayana is already owned by Sunny, his close friend.

"Do you have any ideas, Rendra? So I can have that woman?" ask Mark.

"Eh, em??" Rendra could not provide a solution. Of course, because the woman Mr. Mark still thinks of is now someone's wife.