A Piece Of Me [Completed] ✅

Chapter 1

He roamed the streets looking for his next target. The night was getting blacker, darker; even the shadows couldn't find purchase amongst the darkness. And this was the time to find his prey for they roam the streets now when the world sleeps and only people like him are out there looking for them. Looking for a good time. And then he saw her.....

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"Hey Mister. You looking for a good hour or a good night?" She winked at him, leaning against the open window of his expensive looking car, her boobs on full display. Jimin could smell her cheap perfume and almost taste the disgusting red lipstick she wore. He didn't like her but she would have to do. What other choice did he have?

"Get in."

She smirked and got in, settling her heavy body on the expensive leather.

"So what's your fancy mister? You want a blowie, a quickie or all night?" She licked her lips, her eyes roaming all over Jimin's body as he drove them away. He could feel her undressing him with her eyes.

"I don't know if you'll be able to give me what I want. What I need, actually." Jimin looked at her eyes. Unlike everything else about her, they seemed real and kind.

"Tell me what you need mister. You never know what I can do. Maybe I can fulfill all your fantasies," and she placed her hand on his thigh. He looked at her hand but didn't attempt to remove it.

Conversation withheld......

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She laughed lightly. "Look dear, I may not be able to do that for you. But I might know someone that can help you out." She fished out her phone amid her jiggling breasts and gave him an address and a name. He saved it to his phone.

"Thanks. You won't regret it." He passed her a wad of cash but she refused it. After all, she did do him a favour but it wasn't the type of favour she did on a daily basis.

He dropped her off at her haunt and made his way back to his hotel. Maybe, just maybe, soon he would have all that he had ever wanted.

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A few days later......

Jimin walked into the noisy and crowded bar. He'd been frequenting it for a few nights now, only to watch him. He was popular. Probably one of the most popular boys of the lot. He could see why.

He bought his usual drink at the bar and made his way to the outskirts of the dance floor, waiting for the performance to start. He had a good act; it varied from day to day, adding then removing some parts. Just to give his admirers some variety.

The lights dimmed and a spotlight appeared on a pole in the centre of the raised ramp. Seokjin was plastered around the pole, his body hugging it, his legs wrapped around it, his upper body draped below. His fingertips licked the dance floor, as he lay splayed out, waiting for the music to start. He wore a red, diamond studded thong with black garter belts attached to fish net stockings. A flimsy gold coloured leather brazier that did little to hide his perky nipples.

Seokjin's make up was overly done. Today, he had on an eye mask. The music started and he began with his routine. He flashed his 1000 megawatt smile at the crowd and spun on the pole. His lithe and light body hugging and gyrating against it. Jimin was mesmerized as he completed his routine and disappeared backstage, the crowd, throwing money at the stage and screaming for more.

Jimin got up and made his way backstage. He had already bribed the manager and the bouncer to let him through. Jimin was not a man to be denied. He oozed self confidence and intimidated others easily. He knocked on the door to the dressroom for the artists and entered without waiting to be called in. He knew Seokjin would be alone. The guard had ensured it.

"Excuse me, but who the fuck are you and what are you doing back here? No one is allowed in here! How did you get past the guard?" Seokjin was livid with anger. How dare this stranger waltz right in here like he owned the place!

"I mean you no harm. My name is Jimin and I need to ask a favour of you Seokjin."

Seokjin looked taken aback but he held his ground. "I'm a dancer. An exotic dancer. I don't fuck the patrons."

Jimin coughed at the absurdity of the lie. He knew what Seokjin did. He didn't care. He needed him. "That's not why I'm here Seokjin. If you allow me to take you to dinner, I will explain myself more freely with you. I promise you will be safe and we can take your guard along if you're not comfortable."

He seemed to be weighing Jimin's sincerity. "I'll meet you out back in 20 minutes."

"Thank you Seokjin. I promise, you will not regret it." Jimin bowed and exited, leaving a curious Seokjin alone in the dressing room.

Twenty minutes later, they left the establishment and arrived at a fancy restaurant, Jimin getting a private booth for them. What he needed to ask of Seokjin, was for his ears only.

An hour later, a stunned Seokjin left the restaurant with a heavy heart and more questions than answers to add to his curiosity. Jimin was no ordinary guy looking for a quick fuck.

Three days later, Seokjin made his decision and called Jimin with his answer.

He accepted his proposition.

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