His, and His Only

10

I took a heavy sigh as I sat back against the couch and took a puff of my cigarette, Dabi was staying at my place for a bit. He told me he would wait for me to come back to my apartment, and I'm  currently at work.

I made it clear to him that even though he has money to support us both, I'm still going to work and I'm still working towards opening my own dress shop one day, by myself.

He was a bit irritated about that fact but he understood where I'm coming from thankfully, he built himself up after going through hell and he wants me to do the same. We have respect for each other in that regard thankfully.

"Rose," my manager said as they were walking up while rubbing their forehead from the long night we've had.

"Yes?" I asked, putting my cigarette out and standing up, "what's up?"

"There's this client asking for you, he wants 3 hours, are you up for it?" He asked with a slight yawn.

"Yeah, of course, who is it?" I asked.

"His name is Fredrik, he said when he saw you coming into the club, he immediately fell in love with how you look," he explained. "But he didn't want to bother you."

"That's sweet of him, where is he?" I asked as I started following him.

My manager pointed to the bar at a man with blonde hair, red eyes, and wearing a black and grey stitch Armani suit. "That's him, he said he's ready to go whenever you are."

"Perfect, thank you," I said with a smile as I walked over to Fredrik.

I shook his hand as I sat down with him, "I don't want to waste your time at all, let's go now," Fredrik said with a smile and stood up while holding my hand.

"Of course," I smiled back and we walked to the stairs.

"Room number 5 is open right now," the bouncer said as Fredrik handed him his card.

"3 hours please," Fredrik said, then looked me up and down.

"You're cleared to go," the bouncer said and we started walking up the stairs to room 5.

I get this weird gut feeling about this Fredrik guy but I'm not sure exactly where to place it, almost like I've seen him before, or maybe he's just got a weird energy to him. Not many guys will immediately want 3 hours with a dancer the second they lay eyes on them so I'm keeping my wits about me just incase.

I'm hoping this isn't one of Dabi's enemies... now that I think about it. We have been walking around town together a lot lately and he could've seen me with him at any point. Plus Dabi really didn't want me coming to work tonight.

As we got into the room, Fredrik pinned me against the door and started kissing up my neck, "no," I said and shoved him to the couch. "I don't kiss clients and I don't allow them to kiss me," I stated sternly.

He chuckled, "You're a feisty one... but I can agree to that," Fredrik said.

I sat down next to him, "would you like me to be full nude or not? Your suit is expensive I wouldn't want to ruin it," I asked.

"You noticed?" He smirked. "I'll let you ruin it, no worries."

I rolled my eyes playfully, "full nude it is," I said and started pulling off my top, he gripped my breast and pulled me into his lap while using his other hand to grab onto my butt. He gripped so hard I let out a pained whimper.