Dance to please ✓ Taennie 18+

Part 008

"Why you're so dressed up?" Ahyeon asks as Jennie walks downstairs.

"I have work" Jennie reminded her "and I might be late"

"Work? Looks more like you're going on a date" Her eyes narrow into a suspicious glare "Just who is this taehyung guy, exactly?"

"Enough, I don't have time for this" Jennie waves her off walking towards the living room door. "Dad I might be late tonight, but ahyeon will be here if you need anything"

"I'll be fine" He replies, forcing a smile "I hope everything goes well for you"

"Have fun on your date" Ahyeon calls out as Jennie walks more closer to the door, ready to leave.

"It is not a date" Jennie insists, slamming the door before she could get a reply from her sister.

Jennie decided to never tell her sister or her father about what she's really planning to do. She didn't even know how to explain it. Some things are better left unsaid. It isn't a lie if she doesn't actually tell one. Her mom used to preach her that, not that she's a great role model considering how she abandoned her own family.

Sighing, Jennie got into her car and punched taehyung's adress into her GPS. It was further than she realised, but luckily she had got plenty of time. She thought she will be a little early instead so early it looked like she was over excited to take her clothes off for him again. But kinda she was. He could get a private dance from any one of the girls at the club, Jennie was sure they would be better at it. They wouldn't fumble around or struggle to get their clothes off before the end of a song.

But he doesn't want her on the stage, rather he wants her all to himself. That certainly made it easier for Jennie. She just hoped to earn enough between the office and his living room to keep her family float.

As she passed houses on her way to taehyung's address. She noticed they seem bigger. Much bigger, they're practically mansions. The biggest sits at the end of the road and there are no other houses around it. Jennie check the address again to be sure before she pulled into the driveway, her jaw dropping by the second.

"This can't be his place" Jennie uttered to herself in disbelief. "Why would someone who lives here own a rundown strip club?"

Now she was even more intrigued.

T A E H Y U N G

I have been thinking about Jennie since she walked out of my office.

I'm never like this. Not over some girl, specially one I just met. But I can't get her out of my head. Can't get rid of the images that are seared into my brain. Maybe I should have gone through my phone and called one of those women who would welcome me with open arms, just to get her out of my system. But it wouldn't have been good enough, a pale comparison to what I really want—Jennie.

I won't pay her for sex. I'm not putting that kind of pressure on her when she's this fucking desperate. I'll settle for making sure she gets what she needs without having to dance on that stage. I can write her salary off as a loss anyway when I end my partnership with my brother. What she's doing tonight is on my personal dime, she's even making me generous.

Normally I'm a miser with money.

Then I heard something outside as I walk towards the window.

"There she is, fuck..that little black dress is going to be stuck in my head now too" I say absently, watching her walk towards my front door.

A soft knock follows, I take a deep breath before opening the door.

"Hey" She says, her face lightening with a smile. "I hope I'm not too early"

"Nah, not at all" I gestured for her to come inside. "Want something to drink?"

"Whatever you're having is fine" She shrugs.

"I'm having whiskey" I chuckle, walking towards the dining room area. "How about some sweet tea?"

"That would be great" She replies, following behind me. "Hmm something smells amazing" She hums as soon as we are near to the kitchen.

"That's the steak right there being cooked" I motion towards the kitchen "Once it is done, I'm going to put a couple of steaks on the grill. You do like steak right?"

"Yeah" She says, blinking with what appears to be surprise. "When you said dinner, I didn't realise you will be actually cooking for me"

"I was cooking regardless sweetheart" I grab a glass, filling it with ice and poured Jennie some tea. "Fancy restaurants are a waste of money. I can make something ten times better right here in my kitchen"

"So..what do you do exactly?" She asks, taking a sip of her tea and looking around "There is no way that strip club paid for all of this unless you're the one dancing on the stage"

"Me? Dancing?" I laughed. "No I'm a real estate developer. That strip club is just one of many awful investments my brother made. I'm going to slap a fresh coat of paint on that place and get rid of it. I've never even stepped in there when it was open. Don't plan to either"

"You wouldn't have come to see my first dance?" She perks a brow.

"I already saw your first dance" I smirk "And I'm going to see every single one of them from the comfort of my living room" My smirk grew wider watching her get slightly flushed then clearing her throat.

"Uhm this is definitely better than your office" She replies.

"The office you'll be working in is a lot nicer, trust me" I take a drink of my whiskey as I put it down. "Now if you will excuse me, I need to finish making dinner for us"

"Mind if I look around?" Jennie asks nervously.

"Nah, go ahead. Make yourself comfortable"

Then we parted our ways.