Amber understood she was here as much for whoring as modeling, and that the billionaire expected her to entice him. As Amber leaned back against the low stone wall and let her dress slip off her shoulders, exposing her breasts as it slid to her waist, she felt like she was back in an alley behind a dive bar.
"You look like a whore in that dress", said the billionaire, "what did you do before you got converted into a corpse?"
Amber was struck by how the billionaire casually said "converted in a corpse", as if that didn't mean being murdered.
"I was a bikini model", said Amber, "but I did some whoring on the side."
"Were you famous?", the billionaire asked, implying that the life Amber knew was over.
"They put me in their ads and on some posters", said Amber, "am I the first zombie girl that you'll be doing?"
"Define doing", the billionaire said.
"Fucking or chopping", said Amber.
"I had a threesome with Jeri Ryan and Billie Eilish", the billionaire said, "Billie hasn't been converted into a corpse yet so I had to be careful with what I did to her. I dismembered and decapitated Jeri then stared into her eyes while I fucked the stump of her neck."