Originally a just a one shot (Ch.1) Now expanded into a full length fic.
~What happens when your down on your luck, your friend talks you into becoming a high priced escort and you book the one client everyone's warned you against ....Tyler Jose...
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A/N: Mostly story building with only minor smut this chapter but just wait!!!!
Y/N= Your name........Y/L/N =Your last name
Trigger Warnings: Brief mention of past physical abuse/domestic violence and victim blaming.
After leaving Lavish Lounge you head to your apartment, grabbing clothes and anything of value to you, leaving the rest behind. You stuff a wod of cash into an envelope with your key and scribble a note on the outside. Moving! Sorry for the short notice, this should cover everything.~Y/N
You return back to Tyler's home; your home now too, to find Tyler's car gone and the door locked. A knot forms in your stomach, your legs go weak, and you slowly lower yourself on to his front porch steps, resting your head in your hands. How could I be so stupid to believe him, to think someone like him could ever really want someone like me. Your mind races. You don't even know his phone number to call or text him to give him a piece of your mind. Just then a light bulb goes off in your head and you wonder if you still have access to the Lavish Lounge's client data base. You quickly pull up the login in screen and put in your password SUCCESS! You're in. You click your direct messages and open the message between you and Tyler from last night and begin typing:
Y/N: Is this some kind of sick joke? I should have known better! Where the fuck R U?
You get a message back from Tyler immediately.
Tyler Joseph: Princess I'm sooo sorry, Didn't realize you'd be back so soon, went to have you a key made. OMW.
Relief washes over you.
Tyler pulls up about ten minutes later, parking the car and rushing over to you.
"I'll never leave you Beautiful, I need you to trust me." He sweetly lifts your chin, looking in your eyes. "Can you do that for me baby?"
"Yes, Daddy" You speak softly.
"Open your hand." Tyler prompts, you oblige holding out your hand, Tyler places something inside. You look, it's a pink key on a jewel encrusted key chain, spelling out the word PRINCESS.
"Thank you, Daddy ." you smile up at him, he reaches for your hand pulling you up from the steps.
"Try it out."He says placing his hand of the small of your back guiding you towards the door. You put the key in the keyhole turning it and opening the door. A smile spreads across your face; You're home. You pull the key from the door placing it in your purse and pulling out your phone.
"I should probably know your number if we're living together." You laugh, handing Tyler your phone. He enters his number in your contacts and hands you back the phone.
DADDY (555-123-4567)
Just the your phone goes off it's a text from your actual dad:
Dad: It's Grandma's 89th Bday and for some reason she asking for U.
