"You bought me for a night, you don't own me."
"Then why did you scream my name like I was yours?"
Silk Sheets
-a novel about a girl who sees herself only as worthy as the pleasure she can give someone else-
NOT A Y/N STORY NOT A SHIPPING STORY NOT...
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"Compared to the universe, you're amazing. Compared to the stars in the sky, you mean everything. Compared to all the clouds, you never rain on me." Descent-by Ta-ku
It is never my intent to sexualize/fantasize bts. This is a story strictly written from my creation that just so happens to use them as visuals so the bts fandom can come together to read/have fun in the comments/and connect.
If you find non-abusive/non-aggressive "sex" to boring, this book isn't for you. If you don't like actual plot and want only smut, this isn't for you. You have a million other books that depict that to choose from.
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WINTER
Sugar babying is not an easy job.
It's not just about sex. It's about creating a persona, being interesting enough to catch the eye of a buyer. It takes a special kind of person to intrigue others, to make them pay for everything they need. To make their mentor happy enough to shower them with gifts and affection.
Constantly looking perfect, being fetching to the eye. Maintaining hair, makeup, and nails. Constantly going to the gym. Renting books from the library to become more knowledgeable. All in a unanimous agreement to please each other in a multitude of ways.
But that takes time, and sometimes a girl needed money. Quickly.
Celine knew this, as she walked down the fairly empty sidewalk. The city lights twinkled around her with their fantastic glow, a pretty sight. And yet, she rarely felt romanticized by that anymore.
She rarely got romanticized by anything at all.
The winter air was chilly, causing her to wrap her gray fur coat more tightly around her. Wearing heels and a nightgown was not enjoyable in zero degree weather.
Her upcoming meeting was unlike any other she's ever had.
Her usual appointments, had become like clockwork to her. A routine of fake smiles and lies. Meet a guy at least 15 years older. Have him pay towards her rent for a couple months. No touching but a simple holding of hands, or a slight grasp of her back. Have them pay off her other bills, buy her clothes, and then they were gone. Most of the men weren't particularly good looking. But they were nice and just needed companionship.
The only sugar daddy she slept with had become her boyfriend for a short while. But he broke up with her promptly, claiming he couldn't date damaged goods for too long.
She was used to it.
Not being wanted for longer than someone could afford her.
