Chapter 1

"Now spread your legs, girl."

- What for? I lifted my chin defiantly and looked at the speaker. The rough, husky voice matched his appearance perfectly. Long black beard, half-face scar. The man was about forty years old. As big as a wardrobe.

- I'll check. Putting his hands on the couch, he leaned over me, looking at me with a grin. Whether you're innocent or not.

You don't have to check. Long gone.

Obsidian black eyes peered at me from under thick brows.

- Girl, - again this condescending address, which annoys me, - I think you're lying. For what? Do you know your fate if you're really not innocent?

I know very well!

My fate has long been sealed. With a dad like mine. To be honest, I'm surprised that this day has come today and not a couple of years ago. Apparently, this time daddy decided to play big and, as always, blew it. And there is nothing to repay. There is only a wrecked hut in which his two daughters live, a couple of beds and a simple meal in the refrigerator. What do you think my adorable daddy decided to sell first?

Well, of course, the eldest daughter. Me. I thanked all the gods that the choice fell not on Eliza. The girl had just turned fourteen, and on the black market she would no doubt have passed for a valuable commodity ... for perverts. Apparently, dad decided to save it for a special occasion.

Now I have a choice: if I am a virgin, they sell me into a harem to some noble fat paunch. A prince, a lord, or someone else - how many worlds around, how many titles?

The father will receive a large amount of money, and guess what he will do?

Here he will lose it.

And it's Eliza's turn.

Therefore, there was only one option left ... One option, which should bring, maybe not a huge, but a stable influx of money every month.

“The brothel,” I said evenly, although my soul was in complete chaos, as soon as I remembered the reason for which I got here. And about my sister.

— Yes, girl. Why are you deceiving me? The man smiled strangely, as if in sympathy. - Better one owner, who, perhaps, will not come to your bedroom every week. Better than hundreds of clients.

"I'm not a virgin," I continued to stand my ground. “I can't be sold into the harem.

I'll still have to check it out.

I closed my eyes reluctantly. No. Why didn't I sleep with anyone before? God, there is nothing easier, just spread your legs and endure a couple of minutes of jerking on me! For what or for whom did I save myself?

But I can't just give up like that. Yes, even if the emperor himself buys me for a harem, my dad will still blow this money in the first week. True, the emperor is clearly not covetous. I heard he's only interested in blondes. My hair is as black as night.

And someone with a lower rank will buy - and this money will be lost on the first day. What a week...

“Maybe…” I swallowed nervously before uttering my next words, “Maybe there’s a quick fix for this?”

The thick black eyebrows of the man shot up in surprise at my words.

I swear this is the first time I've heard this. Girl, many have tried to deceive me, pretending to be a virgin, but this is the first time I have come across such a request. What for, baby?

- I need money. Stable and a lot,” I breathed nervously. “Otherwise, my sister will soon end up here as well. Do you understand? My father lost me at cards. He will also lose the money you make from selling me.

The man stared at me for a second, as if thinking about something, and then abruptly straightened up. And before I had time to think that now he would just send me to hell, he suddenly turned around and headed with a heavy step towards the door. Two punches and the door obediently opened immediately.

“Don’t let anyone in until I get out myself,” he commanded curtly and turned to me.

I sat down on the couch a little bashfully, because my light dress pulled up during the examination, showing all the charms.

He chuckled at the movement and sank into the chair across from me, gazing at me. Slow and appreciative.

“Okay, girl,” the man’s voice became quieter. - I will help you. Brothels are different, baby ... Therefore, here's a condition for you: show what you are capable of. And if I appreciate your skill, or at least see how you try, then I will do you a great favor.

I looked at him with eyes that probably shone with hope. He chuckled when he saw my gaze. Pleading.

"I'll send you with recommendations to the Seduction." Heard about him?

Oh my God! Naturally, I heard. The largest brothel that is located in the space between the worlds. So he was called - interworld. It was visited by thousands of different races. There were the best and most expensive whores, which were sometimes legendary. Someone said that one of the Emperor's wives was from there.

It was impossible to get there from the street. Only on someone's recommendation.

And if I can, then this will be my chance. I will provide money not only for dad, but I can also help my sister get an education.

"I'm ready," I said through numb lips. - What should I do?

The man leaned back in his chair, resting his hands on the armrests. And smiled again.

Satisfy me.