Sold (Jay Park) (Bang Yongguk)

III

I wake up feeling exhausted. My mind, my body, everything just feels tired. Knock! knock!
I slowly get up from my bed and make my way toward the door. As soon as I open the door I am pushed down to the ground. I look up to see Robert raging with anger. He storms in the room, grabbing me by my hair, dragging me further inside before dropping me to close the door. He walks over to my bed and takes a seat.
"Come here" he says patting his lap. I stood up and slowly made my way to towards him. With each step that I took, my heart pounded harder and harder. As I got closer to him, he reached his hand out, grabbing me and pulled me into his lap.
"Baby" he says rubbing the back of my neck, "I got an interesting phone call today. Do you want to know what it was about?" He asks. I feel my anxiety grow. This can't be good. "Ashley" he said gritting through his teeth, "when I ask you a question, it's wise that you answer me back."
"Yes sir."
"Yes what?"
"I'd like to know what the phone call was about," I answered back. He took a deep sigh, but didn't say anything. I become more and more anxious as his silence grows.
"It was regarding one of your customers from yesterday," he finally speaks up. My heart dropped, I know exactly what he's talking about.
****FLASHBACK****
I sat in the room waiting for my next customer. There was a slight knock at the door, before the door completely swung open. There stood the man of the hour; the last customer of the day. He came in the room locking the door behind him.
"Umm, hello....how are you," he said to me. I can tell he's a first timer. "I'm not sure how any of this works," He started struggling to unbuckle his pants while walking toward me.
"We haven't discussed what it is that you wanted. " He paused for a second. He looked really nervous.
"Well I umm....I told Rob I wanted anal."
"Absolutely not, i don't do that, I'm sorry if you want, I can get you a girl that will be willing," I suggested.
"But I requested you." Of course Rob would book him with me.
"I'm sorry, that's not something that I do," I say coldly. He looks back at me dumbfoundedly.
"Well.. I-I-I-," he started studdering. "I'm sorry." He said leaving. I felt relieved that I didn't have to deal with another client.
*****END FLASHBACK*****
"I-I-I couldn't give the man what he wanted."
"And what exactly is it that you couldn't give him?" I can tell he's extremely angry. I don't want to wait for what ever he's gonna do to me. I lowered my head looking at my palms.
"He uhhh," I couldn't get the words out of my mouth. "Robert I'm so sorry please, it won't happen again. Robert please!"I began to plead. He's gonna hurt me really bad.
"What. Is it. That. You. Wouldn't do?" The tone of his voice became extremely aggressive. He tightened his grip against the back of my neck causing me to flinch.
"He asked me for anal." The room went completely dead. The suspense is killing me. "Robert, I'm sorry. I just cou-" my words were interrupted when Robert started choking me with both hands. I clawed at his arms trying to free myself but came to no avail.
"You don't call the shots! I do! Do you understand? I DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF A CLIENT WANTS TO STICK NEEDLES IN YOUR EYEBALLS. YOU DO EXACTLY WHAT THE FUCK YOUR TOLD. DO. YOU. UNDERSTAND!" He yelled shaking me by the neck. I start feeling light headed as my eyes slowly started rolling to the back of my head. Reluctantly, he let go of me, I started gasping for air. "You know what?" He says walking toward the door. "Be ready in five, we have a meeting to go to," with that he left. I continued to cough heavily trying to catch my breath. My tears ran down my face. I can't help but burst into tears.  Getting up I walked into the bathroom. I am terrified of my own reflection. My under eyes are dark, my skin is pale, I'm too skinny, and now there is a red hand print around my throat. I quickly wash my face off and head downstairs. Robert escorted me out the house and into the car. Again the car ride was quiet. Soon enough we arrived at our destination, it was a night club. Getting out the car, I followed Robert to a door at the back of the club. We entered into a hallway, i can hear the music coming from downstairs. Security escorts us upstairs into an empty room. Robert and I sit at the table and wait. The room was silent. Not a single word was said. Soon enough a man came into the room. Robert stood up greeting him.
     "Hey man what's up," he said shaking the mysterious man's hand. He looked over Roberts shoulder at me.
     "Is this her?" He asked. Oh no! It's happening again. I looked at the man as his eyes devoured my body. Robert stepped to the side.
     "This, is Ashley. " The man smiled at me holding out my hand.
     "How you doin, my names Namjoon. I own this club." I held my hand out and shook his. "Sweetheart do you know why your here?" He asks me.
     "No."
     "Let me explain it to you," Robert spoke up. "This, is a strip club, your working for Namjoon now."