There is no disease so destructive as lust
- Chanakya
Hee- Young is unsure on how to react to her current circumstance. Based on his attitude, she was confident the man would not spend his money on her. He seems a little too entitled and she is not used having to deal with men like him. Taehyung reaches inside his jacket's pocket and pulls out his wallet. He slips out ten purple banknotes that has the value of 500 € and slides it on the table. Her eyes widens at the amount of money in front of her. All of her previous clients were rich too but their payment for her service has never exceeded 600 €. She takes the money, rolls it and stuffs it between her breasts.
"Follow me, Mr. Kim"
She takes him behind the stage, around the corner of the ballroom, and into another chamber. There is a lengthy corridor ahead of them with many doors on the wall. Taehyung is startled by the fading sounds of moans emanating from each room, but Hee- Young is unconcerned since she considers them usual. Both of them come to a halt as they approach one of the doors, which she unlocks to show a sophisticated and well-furnished bedroom. The walls are painted dark crimson, and there is a big bed in the centre of the room. The whole room is painted in various hues of crimson, with the exception of the colossal bed that serves as the chamber's focal point. The bed sheets are white but the coverlet is made of red silk.
"Wow, I'm guessing that the red is for the aphrodisiac effect?"
"You got that right."
"Why are the bed sheets white?"
"Well, as much as arousing the entire room is, a little innocence from the colour white is needed to, you know, give them something to be more excited about because most of us are not exactly virgins."
"That works?"
"You'll be surprised."
She unzips her dress and below it, she wears a set of white lace undergarments that are transparent, allowing everyone to view every inch of her body. Her gloves remain on her hand as she does so. Taehyung takes a seat in the chair next to the bed and grabs a bottle of red wine from the table next to it, pours himself a glass.
He observes her naked body from top to bottom. Her honey shaded skin allows him to have a better view of her covered body parts under the white lace. He knows she's a stunning woman even Hee- Young knows it. From the moment he set his eyes on her, he was aroused from the start. The red colour from the room is not needed as an aphrodisiac when the woman is an aphrodisiac on her own.
He is used to making love with gorgeous ladies everywhere he travels, but he has never purchased a prostitute. He was intrigued by her even though he had only just met her, and his attraction to her is growing by the second. He wants to know more about her.
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𝐀 𝐖𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧'𝐬 𝐓𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 | taehyung
Fanfic"What is your name?" "Hee-Young." "Isn't it ironic that such name with prosperous meaning belongs to a woman who lives in such misfortune?" "Why don't you just shut up and make use of what you paid for when you came here?" *MATURE CONTENT* note: thi...