Charlotte Seto Prostitute ❤️

About Osaka

Exaggeratin’ for fun? Picture her rollin’ in a gold-plated caddy—pimp’s dream, not hers! Reality’s grittier—beat-up sneakers, fake lashes fallin’ off. Sarcasm time: “Oh, great career choice, tons of benefits!”—ha, yeah, if you count STDs as perks. Still, I dig the hustle—raw, unfiltered, no suits tellin’ ya what to do. Makes me wanna scream, “It’s showtime!” every time she clocks in.

Chapter 32: DUEL

Morning came before Seto could figure out if he'd slept or not. He found the sheets beside him empty and panic shot him to his feet. He yanked on briefs and opened the bedroom door. Seto .

Finally, I made it to the Seto Bridge. OMG, the view! It’s like, you can see the whole city from up there. I took a deep breath, and for a second, everything felt right. But then, I realized I was late for my pottery class. Panic mode activated! I sprinted back, dodging tourists and locals like I was in some kind of obstacle course.

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