"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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"Honey whisky conversations never running dry Lovers spill right out your mouth and never tell me lies Come on closer, come on to me, put your skin on my own And we can smoke a bowl if you want to, we can fade off in the night" Honey Whiskey-Satica
"This is great Celine! Just marvelous! I'm going to have to recommend you to every person I know. Is that okay with you?" Exclaimed a joyous voice from the other side of the call.
Celine clasped a hand over her mouth, trying hard not to screech over the business call. She took a deep breath, trying to deepen her voice to sound more professional.
"It's more than okay with me, Mr. Smithe. Tell away!"
The older man laughed, audibly enjoying the young girl. She was more than pleased that he liked her painting. It turned into a modern rendition of the summer. Lips, the sun, and lemons all making an appearance in the art work. He said it was perfect for his beach house that he was currently residing in. In which he granted her 5,000 in cash for her hard work.
When she received the money earlier, she had started crying. For the first time, she had gotten paid for her talent. Not for her appearance or body. The excited girl needed people to celebrate with, so she went to Hoseok's. The man let her know that some of them were hanging out, and she was welcome to come over. Mr. Smithe called her as she arrived.
"Aren't you simply the best? You just wait. You'll be the best known artist in Europe and Asia."
A chill ran up the girl's spine, as she bit her lip. The conviction behind his voice was present. If he put in a good word for her, everyone within the country would be asking for work from her.
There was more to come.
"I could only hope so."
Redemption was sweet on her lips. Fading in and out in front of her eyes like a foggy morning.
"You don't have to hope. I'll make sure of it. Have a lovely day Miss Kim."
"You as well!"
The girl ended the call, schreeching as she did.
Hoseok, and Yoongi whirled around to look at her. Taehyung kept his head bowed down, playing with his fingers. They looked like three golden cherubs. Cotton shirts ruffled in the soft wind. Hair parted to perfection. Standing clear against the bright blue day, the heat reaching only 80 degrees. Framed by white columns that adorned the house, opening up to a huge backyard with a wide pool. Celine was ready to remove her soft dress, and dive into its crystalline depths.
"Did you guys hear that?!" She yelled, smiling as wide as her mouth would allow.
Hoseok had taken a sip of water, sitting right next to her at his glass patio table. Though the man couldn't answer, he clapped his hands wildly.
