RIHANNA, the Four Hundred Thousand Dollar Girl

"$400,000 a night, Mrs. Gresya?" asks Rihanna Requella Muna, a 21-year-old lady of the night, when she gets a lucrative offer from a glamorously dressed beauty.

Who else if not the beautiful model, Gresya Annabelle.

"Yes, Rihanna Requella Muna. That's an easy job, isn't it?" said Gresya with a faint smile.

"Sorry, Mrs. Gresya. I don't understand the offer, ma'am," said Rihanna.

"So, your job is to seduce my husband into sleeping with you. And remember, once you've slept with my husband, you must never have sex with any man again. And remember, when you have sex with my husband, don't use a barrier. Let the liquid that comes out of my husband enter your womb," Gresya explained.

"So you're saying I should sleep with your husband and then I should get pregnant?" asked Rihanna, the girl still looking confused.

"Yes, Rihanna. So you have to get pregnant, and you have to give birth to my future child," Gresya said firmly, making her intentions clear to the woman who worked at the nightclub.

Rihanna gulped, feeling conflicted by the tempting offer. In the six months she had been working at the club as a nightclub lady, she had never slept with any of the customers. Only accompanying lonely men to get drunk and dance and sometimes sing. Although the lonely men asked for her body and all of her belongings, Rihanna did not give it to them.

However, she couldn't turn a blind eye to the increasing needs of her life.

"Very well, ma'am. I'll do it," she said hesitantly.

Gresya smiled with satisfaction, then looked at Rihanna with a sharp gaze. "Remember, Rihanna. If you break your promise, I will make sure your life becomes very difficult," she threatened in a cold tone that made Rihanna shudder.

"Just for one night, right?" asked Rihanna.

"Yes, just one night. But, I need to check the condition of your uterus. And I would also like to know when your fertile period is to make the pregnancy process easier," said Gresya.

"Yes, Mrs. Gresya. But, will your husband sleep with me?" asked Rihanna hesitantly considering she was only a lady of the night.

"That's your job, Rihanna. Aren't you used to this kind of work?" said Gresya.

"Yes, Mrs. Gresya," said Rihanna.

For $400,000, she was willing to give up her chastity to the beautiful woman's husband. Perhaps, for a year she would stop working in her nightlife.

"One more thing! After you get pregnant, you'll be living in my luxurious apartment. Remember, during your pregnancy don't venture out of the apartment. Understood?"

"Understood, Mrs. Gresya," even though she said so in her heart. How could Rihanna bear to be cooped up for months in that luxury apartment?

In fact, Rihanna also did not know the reason why this beautiful model chose her to bear a child for her.

Never mind...

Rihanna doesn't care about Gresya's reasons. Rihanna's task now is how she seduces and entices the beautiful model's husband to sleep with her.

Gresya Annabelle is a beautiful model who is on the rise. This woman is 30 years old, but she still doesn't want a child in her life, even though her husband has asked her to get pregnant soon. But Gresya still hasn't realized the wishes of her husband and in-laws. She doesn't want her pregnancy to make her gain weight; as a model, of course, appearance is number one.

Gresya's cell phone rang, an incoming call from someone. Immediately, Gresya answered the phone.

"How is it, dear? Have you found a woman who is willing to accommodate your husband's seed?" asked a man, none other than the producer himself.

"I have, dear. All we have to do is arrange a meeting between my husband and the prostitute," said Gresya with a smirk on her face.

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[Rihanna, come to the Resto Hotel tonight. I have sent clothes, accessories, and other necessities. Make the most of this opportunity.]

Quickly, Rihanna began to put on an alluring look, using makeup that accentuated her beauty. Her hair was elegantly arranged, appearing to flow gently along her shoulders. Her dazzling eyes were accentuated with shimmering eyeshadow and curled lashes that made her look even more alluring.

For her look, Rihanna chose a tight yet elegant black dress, highlighting her alluring curves. The dress was paired with matching colored high heels that made her legs appear longer and slimmer. Luxurious accessories such as a diamond necklace and gold bracelets completed her look, adding a sense of luxury and elegance.

"This is the first time a Rihanna has to flirt with a man," Rihanna murmured with a faint smile.

"It's usually the men who tease me, asking me to serve them in bed. But it's different with my job this time. I have to tempt men to sleep with me," Rihanna continued to monologue.

After arriving at the Resto Hotel, Rihanna looked for a strategic position in the room to approach her target, a handsome businessman named Mr. Keenan Marcelino Smithson, who was chatting with his colleagues.

"Apparently, he's more handsome in person than in the photo," Rihanna murmured with a mischievous smile as she calculated her target.

Rihanna continued to monitor the movements of the man who would become her target. Then, she saw him get up from his seat and head towards the restroom.

"This is a good opportunity, Rihanna," Rihanna thought.

Yes, this was the golden opportunity Rihanna had been waiting for. Rihanna's footsteps felt light as she caught up with Keenan, who walked in front of her.

Carefully, Rihanna quickened her pace and tried to make the distance between them closer. When Keenan almost reached the restroom door, Rihanna ran a little and deliberately bumped into Keenan's body from the side.

"Ouch!" Rihanna exclaimed, as if she was about to fall down from the impact. Keenan's burly hand immediately grabbed Rihanna's arm, preventing her from falling to the floor. They stared at each other, Rihanna's eyes looking at Keenan with a seductive gaze.