she was the light that pulled him from the dark, brutal world he lived in.
He craved her.
He would kill for her.
As would she.
Infact she had already done so.
They were so intoxicating to one another, like a moths drawn to a flame. They were bou...
I have a weird obsession with the song so ;) First off, I'm Santana and I'm an escort. No, I'm not some prostitute that will do anything for a dollar, I'm like royalty. Men do anything to get there hands on me for the night That doesn't mean what you think it means, I may be an escort but I'm not one to go around with my legs spread for every man I see. I'm a high payed woman of business, the best in the game. But anyways enough with the stupid little explanation or whatever you want to call it, ON WITH THE STORY. ____________________________________ Groaning at the high pitched beeping right beside my head I sit up only to quickly lay back down again at the throbbing ache in my head "Fück" I hissed before slowly sitting up this time before yanking on the power cord to my oh so lovely alarm clock. "Stupid fücking curse on my life" Mumbling incoherently, I make my way to the bathroom. Looking at the mirror I almost died, I looked like some kind of homeless person that went swimming in hair spray, laughing quietly to myself I quickly strip out of my wrinkled dress before stepping onto the marbled shower floor, after waiting sometime for it to actually get hot I began my daily ritual of washing my sins away. After all that girly shit I chuck on a silk robe and walk down the double staircase into the kitchen. "Hello mama" I say to my gorgeous mother, yes I live with my parents we don't need to talk about it. "Good morning or should I say afternoon" she replies with a light chuckle Groaning I sit down on one of the bar stools with my head in my hands. " I take that it was a rough night" she says while grabbing out a few glasses and some orang juice "Ugh, you don't know the half of it" I reply with a tired voice "Who was it this time" she asks with mild interest "Tyler clain, dirty little fück" I say with annoyance clear in my voice "He try something again" she asks with distaste "When dose he not" I reply with a low grunt "I really wish you'd just stop escorting tana, it's dangerous." She says with a worried expression etched into her youthful face "I know mama" I reply looking down at my lap, I know my mother hates what I do but she doesn't understand, nobody dose. "I have to go see Clarence soon." Clarence is my I guess manager, he picks my clients and all that bullshit "Oh, who is it this time" she asks "I don't know someone new I think" I reply absentmindedly while picking at my perfectly manicured nails "Just...be safe please" she says, worry leaking into her mellow voice. "I try ma" I say and with that I get up and walk upstairs to get ready, it's gonna be a long day ______________________
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Obviously the outfit of choice _______________________________ Walking into the fancy restaurant my vibrant green eyes find Clarence, he's a good looking man with thick brown hair and a beautiful bone structure but he's definitely not my type and he's married, I may be an escort but I'm not a home wrecker, smiling I make my way over to the large booth "Hello Clarence" I say with a tired voice "That bad huh?" HE says with a slight chuckle "Tell me why I, oF all people have to deal with that man child" I groan in annoyance "He pays good money for you santana" he says while gesturing to the seat infront of him "True, so hows gabby?" I ask absentmindedly "Oh she's good, but she's been a little bitch lately" he replies with a frown etched onto his slightly aged face "I'm sure it's nothing, so who is my latest" I ask with a bored explanation "Marco Pierce, 28 and ceo of Pierce enterprises, single and might I add, total dad. He's 6'5 so wear heals" he's says reading from a file on the table "Sounds nice enough, how long do I have to deal with him" I ask He looks at me kind of hesitantly "3 months" he says lowly obviously afraid of my reaction " I don't think I heard you correctly because for some weird reason I heard three months" I say with a chuckle " you heard correctly santana, three months" I swear I could have murdered someone at this exact moment "WHAT DO YOU MEAN THREE MONTHS?!?" Say all but calmly "I know it's a lot but her got 2.5 million on you san. He's paying a lot for you" "What's the catch. Seems like a lot even though it's three months." With a sigh he began to speak my fate for the next three months and fück was I shocked at what he said next "You have to live with him" he spoke in a some what meek tone but all I was focused on was what he just said "Nope. No. Not today." I say and begin to stand up grabbing my purse and coat that I had taken off moments ago "He's dangerous santana. He could ruin us, he need you to be there so his parents will get off his back about needing a woman." Sighing I sit down "I don't think I can do this Clarence" I say, tiredness saturating my time of voice. It was true though I mean I know it might sound like I'm overreacting but in this line of work anything could happen. You go into this knowing the persons name and what they want from you and that's all. "This will be your last job for a while, you can relax after this. Just... think about it ok" he says as he begins to stand "I'll do it" I say with a bored expression taking over my fine features "I'll send call him tonight but in the mean time. Go home and get some sleep" he says patting my head. Swatting his hand away I get up to walk out with him I was busting to ask why he's so dangerous but managed to maintain my curiosity and a calm persona " I'll call you later kiddo" he says as we get out the doors and head over to the parking space "I'll be waiting" I say sarcastically and with that we part ways to head to our cars and this may sound cliche but I felt searing holes being burnt into the back of my skull the whole time. Deciding to ignore it I quickly get into my sleek white Audi I start her up and begin my long drive back to my family's mansion. ____________________ Walking into the house a wave of uneasiness hits me full force and for some reason I felt like I was suffocating. The house was silent as my parents were at work but the room didn't feel still, like the air still air had been moved just moments before I walked through the grand doors. Finally building up the courage to move, I walk into the kitchen and set my bag Down. Sighing I reach for a bottle of water when I hear a throaty growl barely a meter behind me, with a shriek I spin around in fear coming face to face with a pair of captivating grey eyes. I couldn't speak. I had no words. No voice. He was truly beautiful. Almost unearthly "It's rude to stare miss Romano" he says with a deep chuckle that sent my stomach into a frenzy of butterflies "I-I w-who are y-" I begin to choke out but he cuts me off with a voice smoother than silk "Pierce, Marco Pierce" he says with a sinister smirk tugging on his full lips. I shuddered at the sound of his deep masculine voice almost in a daze, then i came back to reality. He's my buyer. He was gorgeous and he was IN MY HOUSE. "What are you doing in my house?" I asked him. Trying to distract myself from the aching throb between my thighs "I've come to collect what's mine" he replied, his voice coming out thicker. His eyes, prowling over my figure making me visibly shudder in pleasure "I'm not a possession Marco" I replied but my thick lustful voice did nothing to convince him, nor myself for that matter "Of course not, your MY possession" he said with such dominance it made my knees weak making me steady myself on the countertop behind me. "Your so sure of yourself" I reply, my chest thumping loudly. "Oh I'm very sure" he replied, his voice thick with lust as he took a large step toward me "I don't think so" I managed to get out "I think you know just how sure I am" he groaned out as I bit my lip staring straight into his alluring sinful eyes. Everything in my mind was telling me to run but I couldn't. I simply didn't want too. "We must be on our way now pet. I want you settled as soon as possible" he said taking a step back "What about my clothes" I asked. I loved my clothes, they were my soul "I replicated your wardrobe at my house" he replied with a simple shrug "Now come on. Don't make me collar you" he said with a dark gleam in his eye "What makes you think I'd mind" It was done. Said. I don't know what came over me to actually have the nerve to say that. He looked at me with an animalistic hunger I'd never seen before. There was so much lust in his eyes that I found it hard to breathe "Don't tempt me love" he growled out "I do as I please" I said and with that I walked past him back into the foyer "Are we leaving or not" i asked looking back at his tall muscular frame. With the roll of his eyes he walked past me and out the double doors to a sleek black Audi. It was car porn. I think I just fell in love Quickly snapping out of my weird daydream about the car I walked over to the passenger side slowly slipping in onto its heated leather seats "Fuck I would marry your car" I said in a low voice, of course we had the same car but his was black. Dark and beautiful while hers was white "I don't think so pet" he chuckled as we pulled out of the long driveway onto the quiet street ____________________________________ Groaning at the sound of a phone I open my tired eyes only to find myself in a dark expensive looking room tangled in silky black sheets on a beautiful dark mahogany four poster bed I was in such awe with the room I hadn't noticed the presence enter from what was most definitely a bathroom seen as he had a grey towel hung dangerously low on his hips. I was so busy eye raping him that I didn't notice he was staring at me in amusement and hunger "Again, it's rude to stare love" he said deep lustful growl I swear I have never been so turned on in my entire life "I'm a rude person mister pierce" I reply with a smirk He just chuckles before dropping the loosely hung towel to the floor I think I just died.
