POKER CHIP | myg sb!au (18+)

[PART 3]

"Your what?" Your brows knitted, arms folded over your chest defensively.

"My sugarbaby," he repeated the phrase. "Not much different to what Dohyun promised, but I actually have the money to back it up."

"So what? You'll let me stay here rent free?"

"Is that all that Dohyun did for you?" Shamefully you agreed with a slight nod.

If staying here was an option, you could probably sort your money situation, earn enough through your work to get out and love a better life.

"I can give you more than that," he shook his head mildly, reaching for his green tea. "A sugarbaby is there for company, in exchange I will pay you. Money, gifts, trips, whatever you want."

"Why would you do that?" You scoffed disbelievingly.

"Because I appreciate women, especially ones as beautiful as you. Do you still have the poker chip?" He looked at you through his hair, and you sighed.

"He took it. But that was what you were doing, right?"

He hummed, playing clueless so you'd explain.

"That was for taking the seat and drink, wasn't it?" He smirked, so you were correct.

"Your time is important to me," he answered cooly. "I can replace the chip."

"I wanted that one," you muttered sulkily, not even noticing the childish pout on your face. You were never going to cash it in, it was just supposed to be some silly little momento to remind you of a once crazy life.

"Then I'll get it back," he asserted, taking his phone out of his pocket to place a call. "I need you to go to Dohyun's, he has a poker chip that doesn't belong to him." There was a pause and then he ended the call.

"Just like that?" Your brows cinched.

"Just like that," he confirmed. "Anything you want, you just have to tell me," he added, and you swallowed thickly.

"Say I said yes... what happens then?" You questioned skeptically.

"You'll move up here into the penthouse suite with me— there's a guest room next door. You'll let me take you out and treat you, I'll take you shopping, museum's, dinner's out. And each time you let me, you will get a payment too, let's say five thousand?"

"And you'd be taking me out like... romantically?"

"Do you mean a date?" He smirked, charmed by your coyness. How you could be so brazen just yesterday, and completely backtrack today.

"I guess so," you compressed your lips.

"Do you want it to be?" He leaned into the table, eager for your response.

"Dohyun will go crazy if he thought you were taking me out on dates, you're his boss—"

"Which means I can do what I want, I don't answer to Dohyun and neither do you," he looked at you insinuatingly, and you chewed on your lip.

"But why do you wanna spend all this money on me?" Maybe it was misplaced now, but you were being skeptical this time.

"I have enough money to last several lifetimes, may as well make yours easier in a way that benefits both of us," he shrugged while you continued to contemplate the idea. 

"And you're not expecting me to have sex with you?"

"Take a look around, notice that I don't hire female staff? I don't pay women for their services, I pay for their time," he reminded, and he was right. So far all of his staff had been male.