The Devil JOVE's
14. The Trash of Society

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Jove growled with satisfaction after completing her passion for an up-and-coming model. And how lucky Jove is because this woman turns out to have the same desire before they make love, which is to hurt each other. Jove's desire was very satisfied, very satisfied that he could make him forget the irritation of the poison he suffered.

While moving down from above the woman's body, Jove continued to exhale violently. This time he was relieved of the duties given by his Uncle where Jove was asked to take the liquid belonging to the woman he slept with in order to conduct research. Somewhat disgusting indeed, but Jove must still do it for the sake of being cured.

“Mr Jove, thank you very much because tonight I am really very satisfied with your game. And I'm sorry if I hurt you. It all happened because I enjoyed our game too much,” said the woman while tidying up her messy hair.

“Hmmm, it turns out that not only your body feels sweet, but your words too,” Jove said.

“You how else, Sir. A woman like me can only survive this way. The outside world might judge me as a model who is so concerned about attitude. But actually I am just the trash of a society that always depends on living from the caresses of rich men like you. If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to be this woman. But what to say. The world is hard. Only those who are strong and powerful can survive to the end. While me? Just getting a bite of rice, I was very grateful. Right no?”

These women's words touched Jove's feelings a little. This model is quite different from most models who have slept with it. Will this woman be the one he's looking for? Out of curiosity, Jove opened the desk drawer and took a knife from there. And without saying a word Jove scratched the woman's arm and let the blood drip out. After that Jove threw away the origin of the water in the glass and then used the glass to hold the blood that continues to drip rapidly.

“How much money will I receive after you take my blood without permission, Mr Jove?” ask the woman with a mediocre facial expression even though her arm was deliberately injured.

“How much do you want?” jove asked back.

“Not much. Enough for me to survive for years without having to be busy working,” replied the woman while chuckling softly. After that he silently watched his injured arm. “Mr Jove, do you have a job that is a little more worthy than just being a n*fsu filler under the guise of a model? I'm so tired of living a fake life like now. I want to be free like any other woman. Is?”

Before answering the question, Jove first treated the wound on the woman's arm. Not to forget Jove stored the blood in a special refrigerator in the room before Franklin would send it to the uncle's lab. Despite not wearing any clothes, Jove did not feel the slightest embarrassment as the woman continued to stare at him fixedly. He even deliberately showed off his body shape which is very athletic.

“Haihh, your game is really cool, sir. But I am no longer interested even though you are passing by without clothes in front of me. In my eyes all men are the same. Only money distinguishes!”

“I like your honesty. Then ... what job do you want?” ask Jove who somehow likes the frank attitude of this woman.

“Entahlah. The world already knows me as a model that can be used to satisfy the n*fsu of striped men. Even life seems to be in vain because I will definitely bear the blasphemy of everyone. And also my manager would not be able to just let go of me. I am his dairy cow, it is impossible for him to let me live in peace, ” replied the woman softly. The look on his face looked very sad, as if to say that the life he lived was very heavy.

“Do you want me to finish off your manager?”

“Can?”

Jove grinned. He snatched his cell phone on the table and called Franklin. Immediately he gave the order as soon as Franklin answered his call. “Shed this woman manager. He's a piece of trash who usually only oppresses women. Anything that can be made money, sell. This woman deserves that result. Understand?”

Clik. Call disconnected. Jove put her phone back on the table then she picked up a cigarette and lit it. While leaning to the head of the bed, Jove invited this woman to talk again. His instincts say that this woman is already at the darkest peak of his life. Or suppose that this woman is locked in a desperate room. It's too bad, isn't it?

“That should die soon will die. What else do you want?”

“No,” answer.

“So?”

“I just want to live a normal life and go back to my family again. But it's all impossible to do because my face has been recorded in the heads of many people. My family will definitely feel very burdened if they know that all this time the money I get is the result of selling myself. Everything is hard for me, sir. My future is ruined by the ruse of that bastard manager. If only I had never believed his words, I would now be living my days blissfully. Honey, the rice has already become porridge. I can do what,”

“Choose the best surgeon and then replace your face with a new face. That way you can go back to your family. If that's not enough, my men will take you and your family away from this country where no one knows you. Don't worry about money. Think of this as the price of your blood,” said Jove without hesitation to help this woman out of her troubles. But if this woman were to be greedy, then tonight would be the last night of her life in the world.

The woman looked shocked at Jove's words. His mouth was wide open, unable to believe that the man who had just fucked him was willing to extend a hand to help him out of trouble. It's amazing, isn't it?

“Mr Jove, what are you saying for real? You ... You're gonna help me get back together with my family? This I didn't listen wrong?”

“Do I look like a liar?” ask Jove sarcas.

“No, that's not what I meant. My God, are you really going to help me?”

“Yes. And this opportunity only comes once in your lifetime.”

Greeep

A thin smile appeared on Jove's lips as this woman burst into her arms. Shortly after, Jove heard a small sobbing sound from the woman's mouth. Maybe this woman was overwhelmed by what she was doing, so she cried.

“Hiksss, Mr. Jove. It turns out what people say about you is not true. They say you're a very cruel person, but in reality you're such a good person. Thank you so much for being willing to give me help. I really owe you.”

“I help you not because I'm good, but that's in return because I've taken your blood. And one more thing, I'm not as good as you think. You are just being lucky because you can escape death,” said Jove reluctant to be considered good by this woman. His hands are full of blood and sin, Jove does not deserve it.

“Whatever it is you're still a good person to me. Whatever people think, thanks to you I can re-assemble with my family.”

Jove silently watched the woman who immediately ran into the bathroom while carrying her clothes. Unknowingly Jove smiled.

Tonight I've let two people survive death. Hmmm, what good things will I receive in the future? I'm curious.

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