"So here's my number." The blonde giggled shyly as she held a torn scrap of paper out to me.
I raised an eyebrow. "And why exactly are you giving me that?"
Her smile faded slowly as it was replaced with a stupid look. She was still holding her hand in midair toward my direction.
"So you can call me later." She said a bit less confident now.
"And what makes you think I want to do that?"
Her slender arm dropped to her side and her tanned shoulders fell. "I just thought, well, you know, after last night."
A smile crossed my face."So you assumed that after sleeping with me that I would automatically want to call you in the future?"
She nodded hopeful and began to twirl a blonde curl around her index finger. She stood in her underwear with one leg bent resting the tip of her toe on the floor swaying side to side like a kid. The girl was beautiful but all she needed was to blow a huge bubble of pink gum and she would look like the complete airhead that she was.
"You know what assuming does?"
She shook her head from side to side her curls bouncing.
"It makes an ass out of you and me. I already fucked you. There is nothing else about you that I find interesting. The sex was at best, averange; once was enough for me."
Her mouth dropped open into an o shape and I moved past her to the hotel bathroom to wash up. After thoroughly brushing my teeth; I decided to shave go with the clean cut look today and picked up my razor. I heard the blonde sniffling and rummaging around in the in the bedroom probably trying to get dressed while crying. I found the sounds she made irratating. Slamming down my razor on the sink I walked back into the bedroom eyeing the half dressed girl with disgust.
"Your still here?" I felt my top lip curl into a snarl. Just as I had guessed she was crying and it definitely made her look less attractive. Her bottom lip trembled as she looked at me.
"I just need to find my skirt and I will be gone."
Looking around the room I marched to an armchair grabbed her purse and then her skirt. Then moving back over to her I firmly grabbed the top of her arm and pulled her toward the door. She moved with me sniffling and gasping as I opened the door.
"Wait I have to put on my skirt!" Her face was pleading with me as I pushed her into the hallway in her thong. Two of my guards stood there watching as I shoved her purse and skirt into her arms then leaned down grabbing her heels by the door and tossed them into the hallway towards her bare feet.
"Why are you being so mean?" She cried out.
Without pause I slammed the door shut and locked it. I heard her burst out in full blown sobs.
"Stop it! Let me go! I will leave!! No!!" She screeched through the door.
I rolled my head on my neck if I wasn't on a strict schedule I would have dealt with her personally. For now I would let my men take care of her. Heading back to the room I pulled out a pair of black slacks and a white v neck shirt. Once I was dressed I ran a comb through my hair slicking it back .
I was headed back to northern Virginia today. Coming to New York had proven fruitless as well as frustrating. I felt strange about this because my intuition about people was usually spot on. I had been sure that kpop star had been hiding something from me; especially with his behavior in the dressing room the other night. He was polite and reserved but couldn't wait to rid of me at his first oppertunity. Then breaking into his hotel suite and having it searched last night while he had performed his concert had proven fruitless. There was no sign of Judith anywhere, not even one single long red hair. I smirked as I remebered how I used to find those everywhere when she had been with me. If she had spent time with him or in that hotel room I would have found at least one of them in my search. Maybe Kwon was actually involved with that crazy hot chick Kiko. He did have a whole bunch of desingers women's clothing with tags still on them in a closet, probably hers. He wasn't ready to truely let her go. Not that I really blamed him she had a rocking body and an attitude I personally would have loved to destory. I enjoyed breaking strong fiesty women into submissive subordinates that I could use however I wanted. Breaking people in general I found it entertaining; maybe I would contact Kiko in the future weather Kwon was done with her or not.
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A Dragon's Solace (G Dragon Fanfiction )
Fanfic*** Please comment, rate, and suscribe. I love to hear from my readers!*** *All rights reserved* He had been looking for me for months. I had to make sure that he wasn't yet another cop, skip tracer, or one of Fabian's men hired to find me. So I set...