His Girl ✧ Maloley | DISCONTINUED

☞P R O L O G U E

Jade Grey♔

Saturday, 10:52pm:

I'm surrounded my sweaty bodies, grinding against one another, I - for one - am not a fan of the whole clubbing idea but I have no choice. It's my work, it keeps me afloat.

The music hurts my ears, through the plastic ear piece stuck in my ear. I take my victim's name and description before spotting him in the club I stand in.

Dark brown curly hair? Check. White t-shirt with jeans and Adidas shoes? Check. Tall? Check. Broad? Check. He's my guy.

I stroll over to the bar, a few seats down from my victim before preparing myself and approaching him with a sway of my hips. "Hey." I sweetly smile, showing my straight, white teeth and my deep dimples.

"Why hello there." He smirks, winking at me as I take a seat on a stool beside him, making sure my dress rises as I cross my right leg over my left.

I catch him staring as he sips his drink. "Aren't you gonna' buy this pretty lady a drink?" My colleague asks, bumping into me.

Of course in this game he is just a stranger to me.

Noticing his competition, Nate Maloley stands up and wraps his arm around my waist in a possessive way. Like a pimp would be over his particular interests.

That's why he's here, to recruit more postitutes, he thinks he can get me. But oh boy is he wrong.

We've been watching over him for the past few months; we know how his game works. He sees a pretty girl in a club, gets her drunk and takes her back to his house where he fucks her and makes her believe she's special. Of course with his angel sculpted face, she falls for him and somehow agrees to work for him. What he offers them? Money.

And lots of it, money that me and my team want, need.

"If my lady wants one, I'll buy her one," Nate replies, glaring at James, aka the stranger, before looking down at me. "What would you like to drink lil' mama?"

I resist the urge to scoff. Is this how he wins all his victims? "A Jack Daniels and Vodka will do great." I nod my head, batting my long, natural lashes at him flirtatiously.

He proceeds to order my drink, looking over at me with his lip caught between his teeth. If I wasn't working, I would have dragged him over to the dance floor and humped him like a horny chiwawa. "What's your name?"

"Brittany." A fake name of course, I'm not stupid.

"Hot name," he looks me up and down in my red, skin tight dress. "For a hottie."

I raise my eyebrow at him, taking my drink from the bartender as he hands it to me. I take a sip and lick my bold, red lips seductively. "What's yours?"

Expecting a fake name in return, he surprises me. "Nate, Nate Maloley but...people call me Skate."

"People? What's with Skate?" I ask curiously, we knew he had a nickname just never found the reason behind it.

"Yeah, people," he nods, letting his hand drop from my hip to my ass. I let him do as he wants and pleases, it pays me.

Jesus, I sound like one of his prostitutes.

"Skate came with me from high school, long story," He shrugs. "I could tell you the story but I'd much rather dance with you."

I look over to the dance floor and pay attention to the song playing; All The Time by Jeremih.

Perfect.

"I'd prefer the second option too." I smirk and grab his hand, abandoning our drinks at the bar as we travel to the middle of the dance floor.

"Don't be too eager Jade, we're all dependant on you now." My ear piece vibrates in my ear, in use.

I look up at the balcony behind Nate, stare at my boss for a second or two before closing my eyes as Nate kisses my neck. I turn around, pressing my back to his chest.

He holds my hips, pressing himself against me along with his lips on my neck. Forgetting how much I hate grinding, I grind my ass against his crotch and hope it works him up enough to take me back to his place where all his money is.

I'm fully aware that I may have to fuck him first before getting the money, and I'm fully aware that I seem like a whore but I'm not. This is strictly a one off for work, for money that I need.

"Let's go back to my place lil' mama." He suggests, biting my ear lobe lightly.

I nod my head, grab his hand and guide him to the exit, winking at my colleagues spread around the club.

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Thank the wonderful Life_Is_Different for this amazing story idea, I can't wait to start this book!!

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