Paint Me Naked

VIII

It happened in a surprise, just one second she was whimpering and white liquid came spurting out of the tip of her dick.

"Goodness.."

She pants and saw her erection slowly wearing off. It worked.

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Chapter 8

Sana said that there was going to be a client. Not any client though. She says it was special.

They've even cleaned the room where paintings are stored. Chaeyoung guessed that maybe it is a big client. A millionaire perhaps.

"She'll be here any minute." Sana reminds as she exits the room, probably getting herself ready too.

Chaeyoung studied her unnie's work and it's not a surprise that she liked them all. It was astonishing and perfect to her eyes. She averts her gaze to her hands and it formed fists as she recalls how she can't gain the skill to create one.

Shaking her head she left the room too. She spots Sana combing her hair and tucking some strands behind her ears.

"Unnie, who's visiting?"

"It's Madame."

Chaeyoung nods. She has heard about this Madame a few times before but only on a overheard phone call her unnie had.

She didn't asked any further and just waits till the clock strikes at 3pm.

"Five more minutes." Her unnie whispers.

Sana walks back and forth, letting time pass by. As for Chaeyoung, she went back to her room and take a quick nap because she's not really needed in these type of things. It's usually just her unnie doing all of it. She's not knowledgeable enough to help anyway and she had accepted that a long time ago.

"I wonder how old she is." She utters quietly.

She wished this Madame would be like her age because she knows no one of sort. It's only her, Sana, Nayeon and Jeongyeon who she haven't seen in years.

She has no social life. She wants to have friends too.

Sana's clients are either just people who are old and too old for Chaeyoung to hang out with. And it's not like Sana would want her to talk with other people.

Sometimes she wish to interact with new faces.

She frowns after waking up sweating. "Damn it's broken?" She hissed at the air-conditioner, it's been acting goofy lately and it looks like it finally had it last straw.

While trying to fan herself with a piece of cardboard she saw in her shelf, she heard people talking just about behind her door.

"It must be her."

She kneeled down and placed her ear against the door, trying to get a hint of the conversation.

"She has a lovely voice."

Her face reddened from the thought. "Maybe she's young?" From the sound of it, it really felt like it belongs to a young woman. God she hopes so.

If this Madame comes back she's sure as hell will try to talk to her.

She's about to stand when she accidentally slipped and caused her to pushed down her knob which opened her door.

"Oh."

She wants to palm her face, slap it even, for being so careless.

"Chaeyoung." Standing from a far is her unnie and a woman who she assumes was the special lady.

"Unnie, I- sorry!" She apologize and bows her head down.

She wants to shrink and be just a spec of dust. She felt so embarrassed. She can feel her eyes looking at her and it doesn't feel good. Imagine interrupting that must be something important.

Then she heard a chuckle.

She looks up and it was the woman. She's laughing. She's laughing at her.

"Jeez." She utters low.

"Go back to you room Chaeyoung." Sana said and Chaeyoung did.

Chaeyoung closed the door and never left that room.

"How much?" The woman asked.

"You must be joking, we've discussed this before."

The woman didn't budge and just stared back at Sana.

Clearing her throat, Sana spoke after. "Same price as how you got your previous painting from me." She says.

"No." The woman disagrees and clicks her tongue.

Sana squint her eyes. Confused.

"Her." She says. "How much does she costs?" She adds as her head points to a certain room that had opened moments ago.

Sana fixed her posture. "Madame.. She's not.. she's not for sale."

"Quit fooling around. I know you got to have a price for that young girl." The woman was so determined. "So how much does she worth, Ms. Minatozaki?" She repeats and that only made Sana prove something.

"Honestly.." Sana hums after that, as if thinking her next words. But jokes on her, she already knew her next fire spitters. "As long as I'm breathing no one can have her, no one can buy her. There's no amount of money in this world that can persuade me in exchange of her. She's mine and mine alone. And only I know what she truly worth."

Sana licks her lips. "Are we clear, Madame Myoui?"

Mina only could smirk. "The crowned woman indulging in daisies. I'll take it too. Tommorow at four, the payment will be given to you by my assistant as soon as they got the painting." She suddenly said, talking about the real reason why she's here today.

Mina extends her arm to form a handshake. "T'was my pleasure to make another successful deal with you."

Sana stared at it for some moment but still took the hand and shook it. A sign of a deal.

"Pleasure is all mine." She says while her eyes are daunting. She can't understand the reason why Mina wants Chaeyoung so bad.

'Could the rumors be true? Are you a womanizer, Madame Myoui?'