Starting fresh in New York, Satine Fontaine plunges into a fiery romance with the enigmatic Taehyung. But when a daring decision lands her a job under the city's most coveted bachelor, she's torn between love and ambition. As secrets surface and pas...
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A DEAL OF SORTS
Satine wasn't the type of girl to work in customer service. If that was the case, then she would have been behind the bar at Dynaco's a long time ago. The thing about women like Satine is that nothing is ever good enough for them. No matter how badly she wanted to be satisfied with what she already had, she almost always craved more.
Sitting at the breakfast bar in Taehyung's sweater, one knee drawn up to her chin, Satine flipped through the newspaper in search of a job.
"Help wanted, Gary's Garage..." she muttered, wrinkling her nose at the idea. She had picked up many skills in her life, but anything related to cars was her least favorite. "Busboy/girl wanted, Coco's Diner."
She pressed her forehead against her knee, growling in frustration.
"What's up?" Taehyung walked in, gently pulling her hair to the side to expose her neck. "You seem tense." As he began to massage her shoulders, Satine let out a long, drawn-out moan.
"Job hunting in Brooklyn sucks."
Scoffing, Taehyung leaned against the table, surveying the job listings she had marked. She was right—most of the vacancies were shitty pay and likely to exploit someone as attractive as Satine.
This is why he didn't want her to get a job.
"What about ones further into the city?" She suggested, watching his lips purse as he pondered the idea.
He didn't exactly want her travelling that far, since coming home to her naked and napping on his couch was his favourite part of the day, but she wasn't going to be satisfied until she was making money of her own. "I don't know, it's quite a journey."
Agreeing, she sighed. "Nowhere decent is going to accept me without a degree either... I want to work my way up in a big corporation until I own the damn thing." Satine was nothing without her ambition.
"I suppose you'll have to invest in some business wear too. Gross."
"Yeah, gross," she confirmed.
"Can't walk into an interview tripping over in your docs, it doesn't exactly give the best impression. Then again, you plus heels equals bad idea." He was only teasing her, but she was inherently clumsy.
Taehyung loved the way she dressed, he said it since the beginning and somehow her fashion got better and better after every compliment. She was the only girl he had met that was able to look so sultry and feminine in ripped clothes and big fuck-off bovver boots.
Drooling slightly as he watched her bite down on the end of her pen, scanning the page for something remotely suitable, Taehyung was reminded for the millionth time why he was so enamoured.
