Chapter 8 Undercover

After listening to Jessie’s explanation, I pondered on the situation before asking, “Are you planning on having me sneak into Fatty’s clubhouse?” “That’s correct!” She nodded. “How should I do that?” “Dreamscape Clubhouse is currently hiring for gigolos, and your physical attributes are a perfect match with their requirements,” Jessie said. “I absolutely refuse!” I turned down the request as soon as I heard I was required to work as a gigolo. There is no f*cking way that I will be one! Although I assumed that Jessie would tell me to pack up and leave as soon as I turned her down, things took an unexpected turn when she suggested another approach. “Even if you refuse to work as a gigolo, you can still work as a male attendant. With your looks and temperament, I’m sure you will be more than qualified as one.” “Male attendants won’t be required to sleep with clients, will they?” I asked. “Hohoho...” While Jessie chuckled, I thought to myself, F*ck, I don’t see what’s so funny about this. “Haven’t you been wishing to lose your virginity? Working as a gigolo means that you’ll be able to have sex with different women every single day until you drop dead.” “I’ll repeat myself; I’ll never work as a gigolo, nor will I sleep with old hags. However, I will gladly offer up my body to you if you wish so.” As I spoke, I moved my body closer to hers. “Stay away from me if you don’t want me to cut your d*ck off.” Raising her leg, she gestured at my crotch with her dainty foot, to which I responded by scooting away while blocking her leg. I could feel the smoothness of her foot when my palm got into contact with it, which sent a shiver down my spine. Before I realized what I was doing, I gave her soft leg a light pinch. Unexpectedly, my actions made her blush while demanding in a fit of rage, “Let go of me!” “Eh? Oh... I’m sorry. Your foot looks so beautiful that I couldn’t help but touch it.” In fact, I noticed that I was getting increasingly brazen whenever I was with her. People who were seemingly humble and slow tended to turn out having an entirely different personality from their usually reserved selves after they were acquainted with someone. In fact, they might even have the gift of the gab when it came to such situations. “You shameless b*stard!” Jessie chided while retracting her leg, but she didn’t go any further than that. After that, she told me in a dead serious tone, “If you want to help me, you will go undercover as an attendant in Dreamscape Clubhouse.” “Will it work though?” “If you are talking about your former self, your looks were good enough, but the same couldn’t be said of your temperament. However, your training has proven to be effective. Haven’t you noticed that your temperament has totally changed?” Jessie said. “I guess so.” “So, are you going or not?” Once again, she pressed on for my answer. I spent a few moments pondering on the question. Figuring that working as an attendant wouldn’t entail me having to serve those old hags, I finally nodded in agreement. She smiled as soon as I agreed to go undercover. “Go to bed earlier tonight. You’ll need to apply for the job tomorrow.” “Actually...” “You have other requests?” “Do I get any rewards for going undercover?” I questioned. “Name your price.” When she heard that, she glanced at me in disdain, assuming that I would be requesting payment from her. “I don’t want money. How about you let me have sex with you tonight?” I suggested brazenly. After staring at my face for a few seconds, she turned to walk into the bathroom. “You can come to my room tonight if you’re bold enough. I won’t even lock the door!” “You’ve said that yourself! There’s no going back on your words!” I was delighted while mentally exclaiming, Jackpot! After Jessie was done bathing, she came out while wrapped in a towel. I couldn’t help but stare at her when she winked at me before entering her bedroom. Gulping at the sight of her retreating figure, I instantly rushed into the bathroom to take a shower and brush my teeth as quickly as I could. Under fifteen minutes, I was back out in nothing but a pair of pants before making a dash for Jessie’s bedroom. Throughout the six months that I had been living with her, I was constantly thinking of bedding her, especially when I was taking showers; or when I was tossing and turning in bed; or when she was walking around in nothing but her pajamas; or when Gemma and her were working in her room. Seeing that I would be going undercover starting the next day, I wasn’t simply wishing to bed her now, but I was utterly determined to do it. Jessie, I will f*ck you so good even if I have to force myself on you. You’re the one who made the offer, so don’t you blame me for doing this, I thought to myself before barging into her room. With a creaking noise, I twisted on the doorknob to open the door to her room, which was indeed unlocked. The room was dimly lit, as the only source of light was the table lamp. Jessie was reading a book when I entered. Lifting her head to appraise me, she commented, “Bold of you to actually carry out your plans tonight, eh?” “Mark my words, Jessie! I’ll make sure to f*ck you good!” I said begrudgingly. Although I was talking to her, it almost sounded as if I was pumping myself up. To be honest, my courage seeped away the moment I cracked the door open. After all, Jessie was a civil servant who had ties to multiple prominent figures in Jacinth City. She could easily kick me out of the city with a phone call if she so wished to do so. “Come on then!” Jessie waved her hand at me. Moreover, she lifted the blanket on her to reveal her fair thighs. Her satin pajamas slipped to the side, so I could see the black pants she wore. No longer able to resist the temptation, I pounced onto the bed while growling like a beast in order to reach her. Pushing her down on the bed with a loud thud, I pressed her body underneath mine. While I was reaching for her chest with one hand, I was hastily trying to remove my pants with the other. However, I could feel an object being held against my chest. By the next instant, a crackling noise could be heard as a spark lit up in front of my chest. After that, I could feel my body convulsing, and I blacked out within three seconds after my eyes rolled back while my head was overcome with dizziness. Jessie, you f*cker! How dare you set up a trap to tase me! I mentally cursed before I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I found myself lying on the floor of her room with a blanket over me. The sun had long since risen, and when I stood up, I felt sore all over my body, which was perhaps an aftereffect of the tasing. I then looked around the room, only to see that it was completely empty. Hence, I deduced that Jessie must have gone to work, since it was already ten in the morning when I checked my watch. “F*ck! Okay, I lost!” I cursed while walking out of her room. There was a note on the coffee table in the living room, which I found out was left behind by Jessie upon checking it out. ‘Don’t forget to go apply for work as an attendant at Dreamscape Clubhouse when you wake up. Remember to not wear the high-end, tailor-made suit and your watch. Go buy yourself a normal suit in the mall.’ After throwing the note into the bin, I mumbled, “Do I look like an idiot to you? I don’t need you to remind me of these, hmph!” While I might act like a down-to-earth, dimwitted introvert, it didn’t mean that I was actually a fool! After washing up, I drove to Tiny Diner to grab a meal. Throughout the process at the eatery, Jean had been rubbing her breasts against my arm from time to time while winking at me. When she asked why I hadn’t been asking her out, I dismissed her by telling her that I was busy while thinking to myself, Do I look like a fool to you? I spent thousands on a date with you, just to return empty-handed! Do you think your chest is worth that much that I would spend so much money just so I can grope them? Besides, what happened last night proved that I might get a chance with Jessie. If I had dodged the taser, I might very well have gotten my hands on her already! Jessies was far prettier than Jean. I’d rather offer up my first time to an elegant beauty like Jessie. After leaving the eatery, I spent half an hour in Golden Square Mall to buy myself a suit and a pair of cheap leather shoes. Then, I drove to Dreamscape Clubhouse after putting them on. After parking the car sixty meters away from the clubhouse, I covered the remaining distance on foot. Even though the clubhouse wasn’t in business during the day, there was indeed a hiring notice at the entrance. I dialed the number written on it, which connected after a moment. A woman’s voice could be heard over the line. “Hello, good morning.” “Hello, I saw the hiring notice at the front entrance of the clubhouse. I’d like to apply for a job,” I told her a little nervously. “Yes, we’re currently hiring for attendants. Come in from the rear entrance and head to the third floor,” the woman said. “Alright.” It took some effort navigating around the building before I found the rear entrance where a man in sunglasses stood watch. I told him I was here to apply for a job as an attendant, and I had just called the person-in-charge. Hence, the man had me wait for a moment while he communicated through his walkie-talkie before finally letting me in. “Go straight to the third floor. Don’t go wandering around,” he warned me when I stepped into the building. “Okay!” I answered while giving him a humble nod. My unassuming nature was my best disguise. As long as I acted accordingly, nobody would be able to see through the facade. However, I recalled something as soon as I stepped into the lobby. When I was rescuing Jessie and Gemma at Avenue Bar, the security cameras outside of the room should have captured my appearance. Although Fatty didn’t call the police, he must have checked the footage. Thoughts of it made me shudder as a chilly sensation spread within me from inside out. Shoot... How could I have forgotten about this? Has Jessie forgotten about this too? Or is she planning to use this as an opportunity to wipe me out? Or rather, will she sell me off to Fatty to mend their relationship? My mind was instantly flooded with numerous scenarios, including some of the darker ones. Even though it was true that I wished no harm on Jessie, it couldn’t be guaranteed that Jessie wouldn’t harbor such intentions. After all, humans could never truly understand each other, so it was important to exercise caution. Upon reaching that conclusion, I stopped at the stairwell to immediately give Jessie a call instead of hurrying to the third floor. “Hey, Jessie, are you trying to lure me into a trap?” “What’s the matter?” She sounded calm. “What’s the matter? The surveillance cameras must have captured my appearance when I went to rescue you and Gemma at Avenue Bar! Fatty will be able to recognize me if he has checked the footage, so aren’t you trying to lure me into a trap by sending me off to work as an attendant in his clubhouse? Are you selling me off after reaching an agreement with him behind my back? Does this mean I am just a fool who you were toying with all along?” Rage boiled within me while I interrogated her in a hushed voice. “Are you even worth the effort of me selling you off? You can back out of it if you’re afraid, you useless coward!” Jessie scoffed at me. “M-Make yourself clear! Who’re you calling a coward? I’m not a useless pimp either!” I shot back. “Use your brain! He was trying to drug me! He wouldn’t risk having his actions recorded on tape on the off chance that I might retaliate without a care for my own safety! Those would end up as proof against any possible charges against him,” Jessie explained. “So you mean that the surveillance cameras at the bar were all turned off that night, so Fatty doesn’t actually know who rescued you and Gemma?” “Of course! He would’ve already sent someone to beat the crap out of you if he knew you’re the one who saved us. After all, he is an influential figure in both civil society and the underworld. So, just listen to me; helping me out will in fact benefit you as well!”