Brandi woke up with a headache bad enough to kill her. She got up to sit in the bed and that's when she noticed the naked men sprawled over the bed. Sean and Nate were there in their boxers while she was squeezed between them.
Panic filled her as she looked around the room. Chris was sprawled over the sofa, he was the most dressed out of the men.She got up from the bed and realised she's naked. A disgusting anxiety filled in the back of her mind as she tries to remember what had happened yesterday.
The farthest she can remember is starting the game of drink or dare. Shit! She cursed, she must have been drunk out of her mind.
She got up clutching her throbbing head and started looking for her clothes.
Her top peeked out from under the sofa and she pulled it out. Yanking it over her head, she picked up her clothes and ran to a spare room.
She can feel a lot of emotions building up inside her as she thought about how the guys did what they did yesterday. Her being a stripper or an escort doesn't grant them any right to do something beyond her consent.
She put on all of her clothes and decides she's leaving. Screw Chris she's leaving without him. She walked to the room she was sharing with Chris and packed the necessary stuff she needs in the small duffel bag she brought with her.
"I don't think you should stress yourself" she turned around to see the asshole Jake standing at the door with his arms crossed. "Especially after drinking so much yesterday, I bet your head is still spinning"
"I know what happened yesterday Jake, I'm not stupid" Brandi narrowed her eyes at him.
For a minute she saw Jake's eyes widening but then he just shrugged "I mean you probably do it so many times it doesn't even matter"
Anger burned her skin "but that times I have my CONSENT in doing those things. But whatever happened yesterday was not consensual" she held her head as pain surged through it.
"Yeah and if I tip you with money everything will be fine" he rolled his eyes. "Plus there's more things I can still do" he walked forward towards Brandi.
"Stop! Stop right there you asshole. I won't let you touch me ever again" she said furiously.
"Well I've had my fun anyways" he stepped back. "I'll fuck you some other time, right now this man needs something to eat" he said as he started walking out of the room.
Brandi has never regretted any sex as much as she did yesterday's.
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"I'll kill that asshole" Juno mumbled over the phone.
"I will too. I'm just not ready to see his face" Brandi sobbed.
"Girl, I think you should move out of that apartment. What if Chris comes back early from his trip?"
"I can handle him Juno"
"No, I won't let you meet him without me. You're coming over to my place tonight" she said with an air of finality."Juno I've paid for this apartment aswell. I can't leave everything behind"
"Don't tell me you're thinking about staying there"
"I'm not but I don't have the money to get a new place so quickly. It's still a week left till we get out pay checks"
"Girl you can come live with me"
"Yeah I will. Thank you" Brandi said. She excused herself as she saw a certain someone enter the cafe.
With his messy hair and laid back clothes he looked even more handsome, if it was even possible.
As if the universe had other plans, Alvaro turned and smiled when he saw her. He made his way with his Coffee to her.
Brandi was not completely frozen to the spot.
"Hey, didn't see you there" he smiled as he stood there "mind if I join?"
"'No of course not, I'm alone anyway"
"I see" he looked at her deeply, as if he was trying to figure out something "so, when do you think we could start working on our, uh deal"
"Oh actually I completely forgot about that I'm sorry, I had a lot of things going on" she frowned as the night's incidents came to her mind, or the lack of them in her memory.
"No need to say sorry Harley. Are you alright?"
"I just broke up with my bf and we used to share our apartment. I don't have anywhere to go till the next week" she shrugged as she bit her lip.
For a second, Alvaro's face had an unexplainable expression but it passed off before she could notice.
"Well if this makes your day any better, you can come live with me" Alvaro said with a small smile.
"Thank you Alvaro but I don't think I can accept that offer"
"But why not? Consider this as part of our deal. You can there and we can work any hour that's convenient to both of us" he saw the calculations turning on her face so he continued "I'm a writer, inspiration strikes any hour of the day. It's perfect if you're there to help me whenever possible" there was a desperation inside him which Brandi couldn't understand.
"Thank you Alvaro. I'll always be thankful" she said with a heavy voice.
"Don't thank me, I'm the one who should be thanking you" he gave her a breathtaking smile, one with his full teeth and she could've sworn she saw them shining.
"Well I think I should be leaving and packing my stuff then" she said as she got up.
"Add your number, I'll text you the address" he handed her over his phone and she punched in her number.
"See you later" he smiled as he walked off.
"See ya" she said as she closed her eyes.Brandi knew one thing for sure, this week will either end up as a blessing or it'll end up complicating her shitty life even more.
But somehow she couldn't stop herself, she was needy, she needed more of him and she knew that.
But this time she's not going to spoil anything._____________________________________
AN:
I'm sorry I'm sorry. I know you guys probably want to murder me because of no smut but think about the positive side, she's going to live with Alvaro.
And there's something Alvaro didn't mention, ALONE. They're going to spend the whole week alone and that too, working on his upcoming book about prostitution and her project.
I mean............ Iykyk. 😉😉
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Courtesan
Short StorynounLITERARY a prostitute, especially one with wealthy or upper-class clients. Story of a courtesan.