Chapter 50

Pablo's POV

Maria had a debauched laugh, but she didn't contradict me. All right, I could be deluding myself. Prostitutes were good. But at least I should have been a little better than Ramirez, if she had a lost smile on her face and her body completely inert next to me. I thought I had the property to brag about a little. Especially after so long without even seeing a naked woman.

"If it's any consolation," she said, moving against the thin mattress of my bed. "I have also never taken a man to the maximum limit, even though I was such an experienced prostitute.”

"I doubt it.

"It's serious.”

"I keep doubting," I said again, having a low laugh. Maria shrugged, then looked up at the bunk bed ceiling. She frowned slightly. "What is it? Didn't you like my humble residence?”

"It looks like mine," she said, and I arched an eyebrow. Noticing my silence, Maria decided to explain it better. "My pimp won't let us go away for a long time. So I'm kind of for