Y/N POV
This is it. I have been roaming around my cramped apartment for hours fidgeting and what not. I am sweating all over the place even if I just showered. I am nervous, no I am anxious in all terms, and I am scared.
Tony and Jia have been calling me multiple times.
..and it's Tony again. I picked up this time.
"Jesus Christ Y/N!, we have been calling you multiple times!, where the hell are you?!" I am sure Tony is profusely smoking as we speak.
"Yeah I'll be there on time" I answered nervously.
"Shit Y/N, don't do this, you still have time to back out, better be now so I can find a mf solution before I have a nervous breakdown!" He scoffed.
"No, I am coming I said, I won't bail on this." I assured him.
"Just calm the fuck down Y/N you're making me anxious too., the boys will be there with you everything will be alright, nobody will notice you" He is so bad at convincing but I'm gonna buy it.
I said goodbye and hung up the phone.
I looked at the red Dior dress that hung on my cabinet.
I wanna throw up when I saw Jia, choosing and paying for this dress. This is months' worth of salary but like what Jia said, this is what the client wants, and this is what I need to blend.
So better be it.
Touching it gives me a lot of memories I want to escape. I shook my head and try to detach my head from the unwanted thoughts that are starting to crawl in it.
Everything will be alright.
Ready.
I looked at myself one last time in the mirror.
This is the beginning of change. The change I must do to finally be free and move forward.
I put on the only coat I got before I rushed down to Jia who's gonna drop me to where T and the rest of the boys are.
It was a 20 min ride, Jia had time to refresh me with everything I needed to remember, do and what not.
Finally,....Sheikh.
The most notorious, luxurious, and the vip of all vip clubs in the country. There's only one Sheikh and it's here in Seoul.
No wonder Tony will never back out in this gig, people giving him a cut here must be giving him just pennies compared to how much they are really getting from everything.
Tony and the boys were gathered and smoking as we head to park beside their car.
"Ready?" Jia asked me before pulling over.
I exhaled and nodded.
Jia stepped out first as I tried for the very last time to calm myself down.
"Where is she?" I heard Tony asked.
Before he can even move or ask Jia again, I already opened the car door and stepped out.
I removed my coat in the freezing weather just to show them what Jia and I got ready for.
And their look definitely calmed my nerves down.
Tony slowly clapped and commended Jia "Good work Jia! Good work."
"Now all set, all ready?! let's do this!" Tony cued everybody to follow him, and off we moved through the back gate of the club compound.
Our spot.. the game room–2nd floor.
Tony and the rest of his BD boys set up the game while Jia and I worked on their logging and ledging system.
Took us half an hour to get everything prepped, then one by one the rest of the in-house staff got in.
The Sheikh is officially open by 8pm just like Pitbull, but most of the guests arrive at 9pm especially those who booked to play.
By 9pm all the booked guests in the game room arrived, I logged everybody in, including their bets and everything they'll be spending in the game for.
Two big securities were standing beside me.
The men came and their escorts.
My eyes can't believe the names I am seeing on the system screen, these damn people are loaded. I scanned the list of names for the night trying to assure myself that the people I most certainly do not want to see aren't gonna ruin my first night and first gig.
And...nothing..
Now, I can finally breathe and relax...
Until an hour in the middle of the game I noticed that my chest was starting to get out of my dress. Shit.
I discreetly tried to check my zip and quickly realized that it wasn't locked from up so it is naturally falling down.
I had to wait for their break so I could shut the system before I could move, with the time in between I had to suffer and manage my dress not to completely fall down in front.
I was fidgeting my right foot getting impatient.
And finally the break cue that I have been waiting for came.
I immediately locked the system and informed the security that I'm gonna head out to a washroom.
Oh yes, a washroom is not a good idea, cause it's a long walk from the game room. I need to find a safe place to fix this dress asap.
I found a nearby door just across the game room, I hurriedly went in, closed it and tried my best to zip my dress up and lock it. I haven't done much yet with my zipper struggle when I heard someone clear his throat.
"Need help?" the person who definitely is a guy asked in a low voice.
Oh shit.
I just literally froze. I stood still without moving.
I guess this is the moment I will surely be raped for my dumbness.
"Uhmm I'm sorry I am just gonna—" I pointed finger behind my dress without facing the person who I feel is walking towards me.
From my side vision I saw him placed his coat down the lounge chair and came right behind me.
All the hair from my body suddenly went up as I felt his breathing at the back of my neck-- stating the obvious that he is indeed already an inch behind me.
"Don't move". He placed my hand down and touched the fabric of my dress. The skin from his hand inevitably touched my skin which of course sent thousands of electricity to my body.
Feeling him run my dress zipper is like forever..then I heard my zipper locked.
"All done." he said.
So I turned and thanked him, but for whatever fucking reason--- my head just told me to thank him more by giving him a peck on his cheek.
My movement was so brief that I was not even able to see his face before I gave him the kiss, all I know is that he smelled so damn sexy and he probably is too..
Once I stepped down and finally face him, I felt my face turn redder than my own dress.
"You.." he said in disbelief.
It was him, the convenience store guy.
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