Danced to impress, Hired to please.
"No man would ever watch her dance.. she's mine to watch, all mine to fuck "
★ Kim taehyung メ Kim Jennie.
☆ Erotic romance trope
★ Cover by @-we4slyy-
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J E N N I E
"Drugs? What is it? You want to power your nose? Stay up all night with a little pharmaceutical cocktail and enjoy the life to fullest?"
"I don't do drugs" I insisted immediately.
"So..?" He reaches down and pick up my purse. "I won't find any surprises in here? This is my club. If one of the girls brings drugs in, my ass will be gone downtown too"
"That isn't why I need money" I say, shaking my head.
"Let's have a look then" Taehyung walks around his desk and sits down dumping out the contents of my purse.
"Hey!" I walk to the desk and try to gather my belongings.
"Have a seat" He pushes my hands away. "I'm trying to decide if I'm going to give you another chance or not"
I sink into the chair, the faux leather cold against my skin. Taehyung rummages through my belongings, tossing my makeup, lipstick and cell phone back into my purse.
...Then he picked up a packet of cigarettes that I had hidden in the bottom of my purse.
"You smoke?" He asked.
"Sometimes when I'm nervous" I reply, feeling judged even though I barely knew this man.
He tosses my cigarettes into my purse, going through the rest of my belongings until he gets to my wallet. He opens it without even asking me, thumbing through the contents, until he found my driver's license.
"Gangnam district?" He says "you're long way from home"
"Yeah" I admit slowly.
"You're not even old enough to be here" he continues "You're in college?"
"Nah" I shake my head "Colleges costs too much money"
"Is that what you need money for?" He asks, studying my license for a few seconds before putting it back in my wallet.
"My father's sick.." I answered sincerely "The medicine is expensive and I need a job that pays a lot more than the minimum wage"
"He doesn't have insurance?" Taehyung asked, returning the last few items to my purse and slides it back towards me.
"He does but he can't work right now and disability check only goes far" I sigh looking down, feeling the tears return to my eyes. "Plus my sister is in high school and she's graduating next year. I don't want her to miss out on everything-like I did"
"Why would you miss out on it?" He asked, his tone softening.
"I was taking care of my father" I blink away the tears that try to well up in my eyes. "The last few years have been very rough"
"Why doesn't your sister help? She can get a job too. It shouldn't be all on you" He leans back into his chair.
"She's taking care of him right now" I sighed "She helps when she can..he needs someone to be there with him so while I'm working.."
"I see" Taehyung nods, standing up from his chair. "Alright put your dress back on. I'll give you another chance. This is it, though. I'm a very busy man"
"T-thank you a lot"
Taehyung returns to the couch and sits down. He starts the music before I even get my dress on, so I just go with it. I don't have a choice. The next strip club is too far off my drive and others are too close to home for my liking. I didn't expect to be grilled like that, but now taehyung knows how desperate I'm. He's already the first man to see me in nothing but bra and panties.
