Pretty Woman

Karina

I return to the room feeling humiliated and so small for not having the money to help my mother the way she deserves. If it had been someone else, someone more successful, I would definitely have found a way. But I do not. I'm just an underpaid secretary who keeps getting thrown up and down on cases because Former doesn't hire any more people.
I couldn't even go to college after leaving high school and giving myself the chance to find a better job, I was busy having five hundred jobs that paid poorly. My adolescence slipped like sand through my fingers, I barely made the most of it.
I think that's why I'm a virgin to this day, apart from my shitty self-esteem too. I didn't meet anyone in my course room, I didn't have dates at the cinema or university parties, because every penny counted.
The tears of sadness and anger in my eyes are dry now, but I'm sure if the Dark Elf can smell my fear, he can know I've been crying.Does it smell to them too?
However, the room is not silent when I arrive, with Wesley practically shouting at Klaus, like I've never seen him do to anyone before, so I'm forced to compose myself quickly.
— Your conduct with Karina is unacceptable! — exclaims altered while Klaus has a vile grin on his face, showing pointy canines that are larger than humans are. His head works completely differently than I'm used to. Who in their right mind would come here after a twenty-minute meeting in a hotel? — This is absurd! You can't follow her in her work!
He must have provoked Wesley in some way, said something strange to my colleague, which fills me with shame. I don't want you to know that I applied for a position as someone's companion. I still intend to keep some of my pride.
— It was your mother on the phone, wasn't it? — Klaus asks, challenging me and ignoring the man in front of him.
The big man is leaning against the central glass table in the room, with his arms crossed in front of his broad chest, not giving a damn about the lawyer. His black hands, which I still don't know if they are gloves or his own skin, are very intriguing.
—Are you spying on her calls? Is he chasing you, Karina?! —
Wesley approaches me, who is still at the door, puts a hand on each of my shoulders and looks me deep in the eyes in a way that makes me embarrassed. I just want to get out of here.
He gives a small encouraging nod and before I can respond, we both hear a sudden growl, an animal sound that gives me strange butterflies in my stomach.
What the hell is that?!
— Without touching what’s mine, lawyer… — he murmurs, with his tail hitting even harder than before. If anyone was behind him, they would get a beating. — Now let's not waste any more time, sweetie.
— If you think you can harass an employee just because she is paying the office, you are very mistaken! — Stop touching me on the shoulder and have the courage to move towards Klaus. Wesley really thinks he's a superhero.
— I'll call the po…
— Get out of here, man, you're already annoying me! — Raise your voice and words come out thick and distorted from his mouth.Bad signal!—Your smell of fear is not pleasant.
— I'm not going anywhere! — my colleague responds and I feel like to hit you in the face for trying to demonstrate bravery in front of such a creature, even if your courage is enviable.
— You asked... — Before I can move a muscle,
Klaus is already taking Wesley by the shoulder. The elf is also bigger than my coworker, which is amazing. In my mind, the lawyer was always someone very tall.
Fuck! Don't touch me, you fucking monster! — he shouts, with his eyes wide open in an expression of great horror, and as if he weighed nothing, he is pushed out of the room. The door is locked in your face.
What are you doing?! Did you hurt him? — I place both hands on the head, with my mouth dry with fear.
— Open up, you pervert! Don't touch Karina! —Wesley must not have felt
hurt, because he starts screaming again soon.
He is desperate like me, the difference is that my fear is so great that it has consumed me. I should get my cell phone and call the police, they should try to get out of here, maybe jumping out the window would be safer, but I can't leave the place.
— Next time, I'll break every finger I use to touch you! — Klaus growls in response and Wesley continues hitting on the other side, without any success with his protests. — I'll give you the papers and you'll sign them, Karina. — He focuses again and approaches me, pointing a claw in my direction, which makes me tremble.
I do not know you! — I shake my head and my eyes fill of tears involuntarily.
This is a dream? Am I having some kind of hallucination?
I met this guy at lunch through a fucking app and now I've found myself in an even bigger problem than I already have.
— Don't waste the rest of my patience, female, it's not like women. my kind wait...
I feel something strange on my ankle, soft like suede, that is coiling and applying slight pressure, like a snake, and I realize that Klaus has wrapped his long tail around my leg.
I jump a little, scared by the sensation, but it doesn't help. He has too much strength and coordination in that member of his.
— You want a-a sham relationship and I… I’m not the one.
right person for this! — The words come out of my mouth, because most of my brain is focused on the feeling of your ass. Never has anything like this touched me, so soft and strong at the same time. — Choose someone from your kind!
— It has to be you, your smell is perfect, it's a very pleasant fragrance. seductive for my type.
Soon he has the front of his warm, firm body pressed against my breasts, which rise in quick, short breaths. He's so tall, that my breasts are at the height of his belly as he pushes against me and forces me to stay exactly where he wants, with his own scent expanding and leaving me intoxicated.
- Why? — I whisper, praying that somehow it disappears.
from here. — There's nothing special about my smell, I'm exactly like other humans. — I place both hands against his torso and try to push him away, but it's useless. My strength is nothing compared to his, which lowers his face towards mine.
Klaus has thick eyebrows framing a determined look and irises that mesmerize me. This close, I can see small silver particles swimming in the green and for a few moments, I even forget who I am. All that’s left is anxiety and curiosity in a very strange mix.
— I can taste your fear on my tongue — he purrs and licks the lower lip. It's so close that a drop of sweat runs down the back of my neck. — Just accept it, Karina, because I'm not going to give up. I never give up. — The way she says my name... the harsh touch in her voice is capable of sending shivers down my spine. Shivers of pleasure, which shouldn't be here since I'm terrified. — The house, your mother's health, financial stability... I can give you everything you could never have, everything that is rightfully yours. — Her big thumb caresses my chin and then my lower lip in a way that leaves me breathless.
His claw, which is no longer as sharp as it was in the hotel, scrapes my skin lightly and sends chills down my arms. He's beautiful, almost exotic in his animal way and, damn… so sexy. You can understand the hundreds of women who idolize him.
— Think about your mother's house, where you grew up with your late father. She You will be devastated if you lose your only asset, and from what I know, humans are too fragile to withstand big blows like that. — He's stupid enough to make my anxiety rise and he uses a soft, seductive voice while he does it.
Klaus's two hands rest on my shoulders, where Wesley touched just now, the difference is that my colleague's touch didn't do anything to me. Klaus, on the other hand, makes it seem like it's not just my shoulders he's touching. Even over my shirt, his long fingers on me make everything feel too intimate, too hot. There are so many sensations that I'm short circuiting.
— H-how do you know all this? — I keep looking up.
— I just know, now be a good girl… and do what you have to do. You Don't you want the power to change your life? Don't you want everyone to see you as someone capable? — I can't believe I'm nodding slightly, and that's enough for his tail to tighten around my leg, going up a little to my knee. — I can give you all this and much more, the power, the money, the security. All for a week by my side.
— Y-you didn't even tell me everything I have to do, I can't accept anything
like this…
Karina, do you want to go to the asylum now or later? Are you seriously falling for this guy's bullshit?
— I'll teach you what to do... — He goes back to caressing my face, like this. time with your thumb on my cheek, dragging it up and down, intoxicating me with each movement. — I'll show you what it's like to be at the top and never fall.
It's like making a bargain with the devil, I know that, a very rich and influential devil. And yet I can't force myself to reflect more on the cons of this exchange. There are too many years in shit to let my chance of moving up slip away like that, too many years of trying hard to get just a few bucks at the end of the month.
Soon I'm giving another short, positive nod, because at this point in my life, I think I would do anything to be able to close my eyes in peace every night, without waiting for a call saying that my mother is gone because I wasn't able to afford the best doctor.
— I accept — I whisper, feeling an electric current of anxiety run through me. for all my members.
— That's better... I'll see you tomorrow. — He licks his lip again.
inferior, as if he were hungry.
Then he unwraps his tail, which makes me gasp and almost moan at the sensation, and he moves away from me, ignores Wesley screaming and walks away. Without any further explanation.

***

Karina! A guy in a suit showed up here and is waiting for you! — I listen a scream from Oliver that takes me out of my sleep and almost makes me fall out of bed. — Karina, wake up! He said he came to get you! — She takes me by the shoulders and shakes me until I'm sitting up and rubbing my face, my eyes hurting because Olly shined the lights right in my face.
Get me? — I ask and receive an envelope in my hands.
— He handed this to me and said you would understand. “We have an appointment tonight. KD
E"
A shiver that is starting to become commonplace runs down my spine. KDE stands for Klaus Dark Elf.
Of course he knows my address…
— What does the guy in the suit look like? Is he… human? — I investigate my best friend, who raises an eyebrow and starts to blush.
— Karina, what did you do? Won't you tell me that you're messing with that elf?!
— Is he human or not? — I insist on the question.
— He's human and he said he's waiting for you in front of the building, now tell me
say you're not doing what I think you are! — He starts to walk from side to side in my small room, stamping his feet and pulling his red hair to get it in order.
— I think I have to go with him, Olly — I say, standing up and already hunting for something to quickly wear in my closet. — Good thing I'm off today.
— Karina, I'm serious, you can't play with me like that! You are teaming up with Klaus Dark Elf? — She rests her shoulder on the old wardrobe that one of the neighbors gave me as soon as I moved in. In fact, all the furniture in the room we put together for me came from small donations. That's why nothing here matches and the walls are white and smooth.
— Speak more quietly, for the love of God! — I find a black dress milkshake that I keep wearing to the grocery store, an old pair of panties, a bra and a pair of simple sandals, while Oliver almost has a fit, shouting in my ear.
— This guy has a lot of money, he can do whatever he wants with you and he won’t
It wouldn’t even be on TV! Stay at home, please, we'll figure this all out.
Doing my best not to have an anxiety attack, I change in front of her and ignore her screams.
— Now it’s less than a week before I have to pay the fifteen thousand, Your parents must not be able to perform this miracle, friend. — I give her a light pat on the shoulder, wanting to calm her down, even though I feel like chaos inside. — Everything will be fine, okay? Anything, if I don't answer you, you call this number here.
I take my cell phone and send Wesley's contact information to her.
Who is he? — He raises an eyebrow and only now do I notice that she’s already His apron and face are covered in paint. She must have painted in the early hours of the morning, an unhealthy habit of hers.
— A lawyer who works with me, he knows where the mansion is.
Dark Elf and will be able to help you if something strange happens.
Poor Wesley, I really hope he doesn't have to get involved in this! Yesterday, as soon as Klaus left, the lawyer went crazy asking if everything was ok with me, and brought me home wanting to know everything that happened during the time he was locked out of the room.
Of course I didn't tell him about the crazy thing I did and just promised to be careful.
That's not possible! You're too smart to go after this... being strange! — he exclaims, watching me pick up my bag. — Karina, put it down now!
— I can't, I need to go — I say, and without giving another second for the My friend, I just run around the house, almost falling over because I hadn't eaten yet and had just woken up.
Karina! — I hear shouting behind me, however, if you want to do this Really, I know I can't wait for her support, so I just go down the stairs to the ground floor like crazy and easily locate the only luxurious car around here. A sigh of relief escapes me when I see a human driver behind the wheel.
—Miss Choi? — He asks, well dressed in a dark suit. He even wear those private driver hats.
I nod, then he gets out of his seat and comes to open the back door of the big, dark car for me.
- Where are we going? — I ask quickly and look at my surroundings, to see if any gossipy neighbors are spying on me.
However, if I don't walk soon, Oliver will definitely appear here, even if I locked the stairwell door when I passed it and the elevator is broken. The redhead must call the doorman to get his help.
— I will direct you to a salon and spa in the city center, then to I will take you to one of my boss's trusted stores to pick up some clothes from his new wardrobe, which is being produced.
I widen my eyes even more.
Did I get into a kind of rereading of “Pretty Woman” and didn’t even realize it?