Chapter 14 Don't Touch Me!

The director helped her when Penelope played a walk-on and left a good impression on her. Little did she expect he was up to no good tonight.

She wouldn't let him succeed. She struggled to break free from his embrace, but he directly pinned her against the door and humiliated her.

"Let go of me!"

"Don't you want money? Spend the night with me, and you will get your money!"

Penelope wanted money. She wanted it badly, but she never thought about prostituting herself to get it.

Sometimes, she found it funny that Zackary knocked Lola up, yet she remained faithful to him. Who was she torturing exactly?

Penelope slapped the director. When he was struck dumb, Penelope got rid of his hand and ran to the door.

The doorknob was within reach before the director grabbed her shoulder and slammed her onto the ground.

"Scram! Don't touch me! Get away from me!"

Penelope dodged the director's hand and rolled over with difficulty. When she stood up, charging at the door, a wave of excruciating pain came from her stomach.

She was sweating bullets. Her body felt soft like slime. It was powerless.

Penelope resigned to her fate. The director put a smug smile on his face and said, "If you behaved yourself sooner, I wouldn't have wasted so much energy! I'd rather waste it on screwing you later!"

He chuckled playfully as he leaned closer to Penelope.

When Penelope endured the humiliation, the door was burst open. Zackary stood there with a face like thunder. Penelope slowly regained her senses.

The director sprung up, deliberately hiding his bulge under his shirt.

Thinking of Lola's advice, he quickly took some cash out of his wallet and smashed it onto Penelope's body.

"Good service! We'll continue tomorrow night!"

With a bang, Zackary punched the director in the face.

The director was scared out of his wits. His smile immediately disappeared, and he asked gingerly, "Mr. Spencer, did I...offend you? Please tell me... I will correct my mistake!"

"Mr. Spencer, I just wanted to have a wonderful night with a hooker. I don't think I offended you!"

The director glanced at Penelope who was lying weakly on the ground and pretended to realize something. "Mr. Spencer, do you also take a shine to this woman?"

In a hurry, the director took another stack of cash out of his wallet and threw it at Penelope, "Mr. Spencer, she is quite expensive. It cost me 6,000 dollars to fuck her twice! There's another 6,000 dollars. To pay my respect, I'll let you fuck her twice."

Zackary swung his fist at the director again.

The director was terrified and stumbled out of the room.

"Humph!"

Zackary coldly watched the cash on Penelope's body. His voice sent shivers down her spine. "I'm so impressed, Penelope!"

"3,000 dollars for each fuck? You eagerly threw yourself at this old man. Do you think I paid you less?"

Penelope wanted to tell Zackary that nothing happened between her and the director.

But her stomach ached. Her body began to convulse. She didn't even have the strength to defend herself.

Receiving no answer, Zackary firmly believed Penelope had no shame. He rudely tossed her onto the bed, grinning like a devil.

"Penelope, since you desire to get fucked, I'll make it happen!"