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"what else do you want from me?" I ask turning to dakota, she gives me a smile making me roll my eyes.

"I want you" I keep a straight face while looking at her.

"my time is money, you had me for one night. if you want another it will be double this time. I don't do same person twice" I tell her with shrug.

"I don't want you to fuck, I mean I do but I want you" she tells me making me fold my arms over my chest.

"you don't want me, I'm flattered really but dakota, I have work and I can't afford time to date" I tell her fixing my dress.

"but you can just say fuck your job, I will take care of you" she tells me stepping closer and holds my waist.

I have no doubt she can, she feels like money.

"I can't, I'm a single mother, I don't come alone" I shrug, she seems taken back by the information before she nods, "now if you excuse me, I have a client waiting for me in that room" I say pointing at the random room down the hall.

"no, fuck that. fuck him, let me take care of you. let me take you out for dinner right now and you can decide tonight if you want me to leave you alone, I will even pay if you don't enjoy it" she says following my face.

"please" she squeezes my waist a bit giving me her best smile, I roll my eyes and nod.

"okay, you only have one chance and if I am not feeling you, you stop bothering me forever" I tell her.

she nods pulling me closer her to take my hand leading me out to her car, she opens the door for me and talk to some scary looking men dressed in suits, who were guiding car.

I let out a sigh looking around the car. I already know whatever happens will get me in trouble, there's no way dakota is a safe person to be around.

you barely see her during the day, always carrying a gun an always have scary men around.

she payed for a night with me some months back and she got hooked, she didn't delete my number keeps hitting me up wanting to see me and all.

life of a sex worker.

I gotta do what I gotta do, especially of your boyfriend knocked you up and left while you were in college, which I never got to finish.

I gotta do what I gotta do to bring food onto the table for my daughter.

this book is inspired by an smut imagine from @rintenu called 'just a client'.

please be patient with me, I am figuring it out as I go and some days I may not update for personal reasons.

just trying to take care of myself and all.

I hope you enjoy it!

pls vote.

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