You'd just finish your performance and headed to the bar. "Hey Marty can I have my usual please." "Of course, you know you remind me of a child sometimes." He said as he was making you your favorite milkshake. "I know but who cares. Have you seen Linh?" "I think she left earlier because of her brother." You were about to reply but you were interrupted by one of the club managers. "Y/n you have a client in room 8." You nodded and looked at Marty, "Ok, I'll see you later." "You're milkshake!" He sighed watching your figure getting smaller and smaller. "Never mind..."
You walked up the stairs and made your way to room 8. When you opened the door no one was inside.
Did they leave?
As you looked around the room you heard the door closing. When you turned around you saw a handsome young man, his gaze was intense and was very intimidating to you. "Hi there." "Hello..are you my client?" "Yup." He said while walking over to the bar. He sat in one of the chairs, crossing his legs over the other. You watched his every movement. "Why are you so nervous? Just relax, I'm not gonna hurt you." You rolled your eyes, "Who said I was nervous?" You walked over to the couch sitting a good distance away from him. "What do you want from me anyways?" "The real question is what can you do for me?" He said while pouring a glass of wine for himself, he then brought it up to his plump lips taking a sip.
You didn't want to do anything with him. You aren't like the others, and you don't want to be like them...ever. Having sex with a client wasn't ok in your opinion. You knew that Linh doesn't have sex with her clients either, that made you feel more comfortable knowing you weren't the only one.
"Nothing. Can I go now?" His silence made you assume you could go, when you tried opening the door it was locked. You turned around to see him sitting on the couch without the glass in his hands. Instead he was spinning the keys around his finger. He grinned at you satisfied. You walked to him and asked with your most polite voice, "May I please have the key?" "Not yet." He said while getting up from the couch. He walked right in front of you and said, "My name is Park Jimin, what's yours?" "You don't need to know." You felt uncomfortable with the distance so you backed up slowly.
He chuckled and said, "Should I call you The Enchantress or Y/n?" "H-how did you know my name?" "You don't need to know." He cheekily smiled at your confused face.He started walking back to the couch, but before he sat down he placed the key in his back pocket. You followed him and stood in front of him with your hand out. "Can I have the key now?" He pulled your wrist, making you fall onto him, you supported yourself by holding onto his left shoulder while your other hand rested on his chest. Your faces were just a few inches apart. "I'm not letting you go until you please me." He was waiting for the perfect moment to dominate you but you surprised him by saying, "Fine."
You placed one of your knees in between his legs, you wrapped one of your arms around his shoulder and started grazing your fingers across his face to his chest. You leaned closer, making the space between you two smaller every second. He wanted to pull you closer till there was no space between the two of you. You put his arm near your waist and then whispered in his ear, "Goodbye..and have a nice night."
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The Enchantress || PJM ||
FanfictionChang Y/n has always had struggles in life but this was one of the worsts. After her father had died years ago, Y/n had to support her mother while dealing with her abusive stepfather. You didn't know what would happen in the future but she never th...