𝔐𝔦𝔫𝔢 (Ereri Fanfiction/Smut)

Chapter 4 - Leaving and back

I spent the morning indulging myself in the fluffy pancakes the butler served me currently. Since I wasted a lot of my money in my house before I became a prostitute, it has been awhile since I've last had a good and complete breakfast.

Since last night went and turned out to be awkward as hell, I tried to keep a small distance from Eren even though he hasn't shown much interest in me.
I had dressed up last night in slutty clothes his manger got me and of course I had to run into Eren.

After that, he just looked at, scanning my body; probably because he found it pretty nice for a person like me. But it had only lasted a few seconds and he then walked off. Leaving me with my feet planted to the ground. My face was extremely red and on flames.

"Did you enjoy? If you liked them a lot, I could make you more." The butler pinched his lips into a smile as he took my plate.

"Yes I did enjoy. But I'm full." I belched out and stretched.

He smiled and went to go take my plate to wash.

A smile appeared on my face. The butler is extremely nice. At least I have someone here that doesn't make me feel too uncomfortable.

And then Eren appeared on my mind again. I felt...like I might actually have a thing for him. I do remember saying to myself that he was pretty sexy; his hair, eyes and his voice. All together, it's just...ugh.

Come to think of it, where is Eren? I woke up late today, about 12:43 pm. And I did notice that Eren hadn't been seen around the house. Could he have gone to work? No. He said he was fired.

I wouldn't really think he was in a gang. At least, he didn't  seem like one.

I placed my hand in my hair and gently brushed through a few times. My bangs fell lightly on my forehead and I scooted them away slightly. I actually am lucky to have such great hair. It sounds weird but, it flows in a way that attracts people. It's what I was told back when I was doing my very first male model shoot out.

I got up and walked to the living room. I didn't really know where I was supposed to go since I wasn't sure if I was allowed to stay inside one of the bedrooms here. Well, the butler did tell me I could go anywhere, but I chose not to since Eren has been acting strange for all I know.

Time passed by very quickly and soon it was 6:30 pm. Still no sign or presence of Eren.

He must be somewhere important...

Since I couldn't really find a way to entertain myself, I decided that it would be fine to explore the house again.

I approached a hall with my hands in my pockets. It was full of portraits and paintings. I've already been here before, just never had a chance to really look at the images.

The majority of all of them were modern art. They usually had splotches of paint which didn't really seem to appeal my interests. Maybe my standards were too high.

It was redundant, each portrait was all modern art until I came across one. It was a picture of Eren; younger.

Him and this other man. I wasn't sure who it was, but, he had blonde hair, almost shoulder length. Both had a smile plastered on their faces as they held eachother's waist.

Were they dating?

Confusement became my main emotion. I studied the picture some more until I was interrupted by a huge slamming of the door.

Eren?

I felt extremely nervous and debated on where I should stay so I wouldn't look as if I was looking through his stuff.

I sat on the sofa; where I usually stay on and in came Eren. He puffed out a grunt loudly. His eyes were filled with protuberant fire as he clenched his fists.

I wanted to help, yet, stay where I was or hide. At that moment I mostly wished I were invisible and camoflauge into my surroundings.

Eren then slammed the door to where some portraits next to it fell off and shattered.

I was fearful and tried my vest to ignore the fact that Eren was obviously angrivated.

"I swear if Reiner pisses me off again, I will take a knife and shove it down his throat!" Eren yelled through his teeth.

I trembled at the volume of his voice. His expression was full of acrimony.

And then his eyes darted toward me, eyes blazing with animosity. He had a large frown plastered on his face and he marched toward me.

"What the hell are you going to do? You obviously haven't done anything worth my time, all you do is sit on your lazy ass all day on my expensive furniture. God knows where your ass has been judging by the fact that you're a prostitute." He scowled below me.

I gulped silently and shifted my gaze toward the ground. My fingers fidgeted with each other until he yanked, almost evulsed my hand.

He dragged me upstairs. I was shocked at his actions.

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