Gigolo (A Taekook Ff)

Chapter five

"I thought, gazing at the beauty of the landscape again, it is as though the fiend has prevailed against the angels, and fixed his throne in a heaven, to rule it as though it were Hell."

Tom Holland, Lord of the Dead

Taehyung P.O.V

Heaven and hell..
Two contradictory things .
Two distinct places.

Yet both of them dictates the way of life.
If your sins outnumber your virtues, you'll end up in hell and will get punished for your wrong doings.

On the bright side, if you fear almighty and abide by his rules you'll become his favourite and will end up in heaven!! You'll be living there like a king for the rest of your life !!

Its not that I didn't know having sex with multiple women is a sin but what'd you do if you were a good looking teen adult with no degree and had a baby like me?

Stomach doesn't care about sin or virtue. Stomach doesn't care about heaven or hell. Stomach doesn't care if you commit a sin by showing women heaven . It cares about food or something edible.

Stomach makes some people act obsequiously towards someone important in order to gain advantage.

Stomach makes some people beg on their knees in front of others in order to survive.

Stomach makes some people sacrifice their dignity in order to survive and sadly I was one of those people.

I hadn't responded to Emilia's text since the day I met Jungkook on that fateful night. I couldn't help but chant his words like a mantra all the damn time.
How did Emilia managed to fall out of love with him? And why was Jungkook adamant about making her fall in love with him again? Well the concept of love never made sense to me.

Benjamin was acting out . He would throw tantrums randomly and would purposefully destroy his toys.

I heaved out a sigh as I saw him throwing a tantrum for no reason at all. Maybe he wanted my attention? I did my best to comfort him my efforts weren't effective.

Benjamin wailed loudly making me more worried about his well being. I walked towards his crib and leaned forward and saw Benjamin thrashing around violently.

"Benjiii.", I whined and brought my little brat into my arms and rubbed soothing circles on his back in order to calm him down. But he just wouldn't stop crying so I started to cradle him.

Fortunately for me a few minutes later
he became tired and fell asleep into my arms .

Being a single father was hard but I didn't regret knocking Soyeon out because even if I was a sinner my angel showed me what it's like to be in heaven.

I put him inside his crib and kissed his forehead softly.

My phone started to ring and of course it was Emilia.

"What is it Em?", I hissed.

"Why are you avoiding me Kim Taehyung? Don't tell me you've become solvent enough to leave prostitution.", she mocked. She was one of those rich people who think they are superior to poor people . The habits of the wealthiest mirror the supposed 'pathologies' of the poor. But while those in poverty are called lazy, the rich are dubbed bon vivants .

"So now you're judging me because of my profession? But you don't judge me when I fuck you to oblivion? I fuck you for money . But you don't fuck random people for money. You spread your legs for pleasure, despite having a husband!". I knew I shouldn't behave like this with my client but I just couldn't let her stomp on me.

"Listen Tae, I don't wanna argue with you. I am stressed and I need you to relieve my stress . Please come over. I promise to pay you more than your other clients . Just please come over. ". She sounded extremely tired and I wanted to know why .

"No,Emilia. I can't do that. What we are doing is wrong. You've a husband and I don't wanna ruin your marriage. Let your beloved husband relieve your stress. ".

"Since when did you start giving a fuck about ethics and morality? Isn't it your job to pleasure your clients without giving a damn about their love lives or conjugal status?". She wasn't entirely wrong but I didn't have wanna argue with her.

"Come on Tae. Only you can be the tantalising end to my night.", she pleaded making me roll my eyes in sheer annoyance.

"I hope you rot in hell.", I said before hanging up..

A/N: Not proofread. Ignore the mistakes.