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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T A E H Y U N G
"Mission accomplished sweetheart" I breathed heavily, not taking my eyes off Jennie even for a mere second.
"D-does that mean you will hire me?" Her eyes reflect nervousness as she pushed her dress back on.
"Nope" I say flatly.
"What..? Why?" The nervousness in her eyes switches to panic "I really need to work here, please taehyung..I can start tonight"
"You're not dancing on that stage" I shake my head.."Not tonight..not ever"
"I know I'm not very good" Jennie sniffs, her eyes actually tearing up. "But I'll be honest with you. I don't need money for drugs or anything like you imagine. I'll be on time, I'll do anything you want me to, I'll never call in sick"
"How much money do you need to take care of your father?" I ask, adjusting my suit jacket so I can stand up straight.
"I-I don't know" She replies, wiping her eyes. "Anything would help. I know I would make money more here working a few evenings a week than I would with a full-time job paying minimum wage"
"The real money comes from the lap dances, you know that right?" I narrow my eyes and lean against my desk "You and a stranger, behind the curtain. They're not supposed to touch, but most of the girls don't complain. Some even take off their thong, although when they weren't supposed to"
Here I'm right now, rambling like a old men on the inner workings of this club. I barely know enough to keep the money coming in. My only goal is to throw a fresh coat of paint on it and unload it to the next sucker, but Jennie will not be the featured attraction when I do.
No fucking way...
"I'll do what is necessary" Said Jennie, meekly "I'll follow all the rules"
"I bet you would" I nod "You would try. Then a customer flashes a little more money than you're used to seeing and you decided to bend the rules once, then you bend them more. This is a harsh world, Jennie. It'll chew you up and spit you out if you aren't careful"
"If it does, it does. I would rather let it chew me than for my family to suffer" she sniffles.
"Here" I pull my handkerchief out and hand it to her.
"Thank you.." She dabs her eyes and looks up at me, her cat-like eyes still dripping water "Please give me a chance"
I hate seeing a beautiful girl like Jennie cry unless I'm the one making her scream. I'd make this little virgin scream, that's for damn sure..but I can't put her on that stage, I'd be in the front row every night. Even now, I want to see that delicious cherry— just another glimpse.
Fuck, I want more than a glimpse. I want to taste it, devour it. Make it mine. But if I tell her all this? She'd gone next second.
"I'm not putting you on the stage" I growl "That isn't up for debate. But if you need a job, I'll give you one. You can be my assistant. I'll pay you more than minimum wage, so don't worry about that!"
"Y-your assistant?" Jennie asked, a little hope returning to her eyes. "But I can't work l-long hours. Someone still has to stay with my father."
"This is the time for your sister to pull her weight, more than she already is" I told her firmly "You can come to my office after she gets home from school and work a few hours every day. There's plenty that needs to be done"
That much is true. My last assistant quit because my brother wouldn't keep his hands off her. I wasn't going to fill the position since I'm trying to get out of the partnership. But I really don't want Jennie to walk away.
"I don't think working a few hours a day will pay enough" She sighs.
"Oh, that's not where the real money comes from, sweetheart" I grin, leaning closer to her. "You're going to dance for me. Every Friday night in my living room and trust me.. I'll tip you very well"
"B-but..today is Friday?" She stammers.
"You said you would start tonight now, don't you?" I shrug.
One dance a week. Like a drug. I'm trying to regulate. So I don't get overdosed. I don't think I could stand more than that. Everything below my waist already feels heavy— a harsh reminder of how long it has been.
"Starting from this Friday, You will dance to please me...only me!"
It'll probably be torture to watch her just dancing, but I'd rather suffer than never see her again.
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