"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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"And, yes, I promise, if I'm being honest You can get anything you'd like Can't you see I bloom at night? Boy, just don't blow this Got me like, "What's your wish list?" You can get anything you'd like I'll be your dandelion"
Dandelion - Ariana Grande
(A/n: sorry i will add more than just Ariana but this one fit the vibe too well. And who knows maybe someone will make an edit to this song for Silk Sheets!🤭)
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Celine hurried to get ready, not wanting to get caught if Jeongguk came home. Luckily he was supposed to hang out with some college friends and hit the bars, so he wouldn't be back until midnight.
She perused her reflection, thoroughly impressed by what she managed to do in a short period of time.
Her body was molded by a satin red mini dress, torso a sleeveless corset. She found matching shiny red pumps, and a small purse. Lined her golden eyes with a deep brown, and kept her lips simple with a clear gloss. After she curled her hair, she pinned it up on the crown of her head, trying and probably failing, to emulate Pamela Anderson.
She was about to leave her room when her eyes caught her Ignite Rose perfume. Her mom used to buy her five bottles at a time when they'd visit Morocco.
One bottle remained. She wanted to keep it for as long as she could.
But something felt...serendipitous about putting it on tonight.
She sprayed it over her chest and her arms. Dotted extra between her thighs and at the pulse points of her neck, needing to feel confident.
To feel like a sugar baby.
Nervous as hell, she was excited by what the night could possibly bring. Jimin was entirely steadfast, while being wholly unpredictable.
Her phone rang as soon as she stepped out of the apartment. She held her lip with her teeth, physically biting back a groan of frustration.
"Hey, where are you?" Jeongguk said on the other line.
I'm sorry.
"At work." A lie. "Are you home?" I knew the answer already.
His office chair squeaked as he sat back, making her blood run cold. "No not yet. I told you I'd be out until later tonight, I wouldn't wait up for me. I'm calling to see how your day went."
