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Ah, yes. Money.
Everyone needs money. Well, not every single one since you can live in the wild for free, but of course, it's hard.
That's what Utahime wishes, she could do. Live in a forest with a beach nearby. Just imagine! Though, there are several problems with it especially if you lived in a city your entire life.
In the wild, you have no one but yourself. Duh, you're gonna be lonely, who the hell's willing to live in the wild with you? Kidding. Do you have to make your own house? Bitch, of course, you have to, you're broke, remember?
You need to hunt your own food, doesn't matter if you have to kill an innocent animal just to survive starvation. You need to learn how to start a fire, find a river for water to drink, but before drinking just regular river water, you have to make sure it's clean in many different ways.
Utahime groaned, rolling his eyes at the back of her head, with the tip of her fingers scratching the roots of her hair, irritation seeping into her mind. "I. Am. So. Done."
"Nuh-uh, girl. Get out there and start dancin' they're calling for you." One of the dancers– well- strippers, just like Utahime nudges her.
"Right. The more money I get, the faster I can pay my rent."
"That's right! Now go go go!" The girl cheers for her, carefully pushing her out of the backstage as the crowd got louder, hands reaching for their pockets to grab more of their money just to throw it away.
'That's right.' She grins. 'Throw all of your money at me until you go broke just like me.' She walks forward, petite hands wrapping around the silver pole, causing the crowd to start yelling at her.
"Shake that ass, babe!"
"Start stripping, bitch!"
"How much for a private lap dance!?"
Such vulgar words.
It's not like she cared. She's only here for the money anyway. She rolls her eyes at them, deciding to keep dancing, she sways her hair to the left. 'Party's about to start. Now, give me those green papers.'
She hummed, twirling herself around the poll, her eyes landing on a pair of cerulean eyes, wearing a grin on his face. Utahime gives him a smile before sending a wink.
"You did amazing!"
"Girl, that crawl was hella sexy!"
Compliments erupted from the staff, earning a small giggle from Utahime. "Nah, I just actually prepared this night."
"You prepared for the night! That white-haired hottie was literally eye-fucking you!"
Utahime arches an eyebrow, facing the co-stripper. "White-haired?"
"Y' know! The guy with pretty blue eyes! God, he was so hot!" She fakes a moan, earning a laugh from Utahime. "Why don't you try flirting with him then? Maybe, you can get into his pants." Utahime wiggles her eyebrows at the girl only to hear a sigh from her.
"Nah, he looks like someone with power. Don' wanna mess with em'. They finna' ruin my reputation."
"Bitch, your reputation's been gone long ago."
"Thanks for reminding me."
Upon leaving the club, she exits through the backdoor, silently closing the door behind her. She grabs onto her bag, hurrying her steps to her apartment, just nearby.
"Now, where are you going, darling? You in a rush?" She stops, turning her head to the left, eyes landing on the same pair of cerulean orbs. She heaves a sigh out, "Thought it was someone else. . ." she mumbles under her breath.
"Why're you here? Are you trying to flex your richness at me?" She raises an eyebrow, hands placed on both sides of her waist. "Came here cuz' I want to talk to you. And no, 'm not flexing my money through my car." He pats the Porsche, he's leaning on.
"Well, you talked to me. I gotta go now—"
"Ah, ah, ah. You didn't tell me your name. My name's Gojō Satoru." The albino introduces himself, pulling a pair of obsidian glasses from his pocket to slide them behind her ears.
Utahime sighs, "Violet, that's it—"
"Your real name."
"What, are you planning to stalk me?" She furrows her eyebrows at him, lips pouting, but that only made him grin wider. "I'm not planning anything bad for you. I'd hate to pick on the weak people—"
"Yeah, I knew it. You're exactly like any rich people, arrogant." She huffs, turning her back at him and starts to take faster steps but a hand grabs her by the collar of her shirt. "Not so fast. Jeez, you're quick to anger." He chuckles.
"Gojō Satoru, please let go of me. I have important business tonight."
Goddamn, the way his name rolled off her tongue. He felt his dick twitch just of that. "Say, have you gotten laid lately?"
"What? You wanna be my fuck buddy now—" her words were cut off as he fully turns her around to face him, his hand gripping the back of her collar, moved to her cup her nape as the other hand softly lands on her waist.
"I'd love that. If you want, we can go further than just fuck buddies—"
"You're going too fast– I don't even know you!"
"I've got a lot for you to know about me. Where should I start. . .? I'm a yakuza leader? One of the most dangerous too! The strongest yakuza in Japan, that's right!"
Utahime could only stare at him with widened eyes, but he seems unbothered with it. "And I want you to be mine."
His eyes are dead-locked with hers. She felt like she couldn't breathe. "You're serious. .?"
"Of course, baby! Do you think yakuza's a joke? Mess with one and you'll find yourself floating in the ocean." He laughs, removing both of his hands from her. "When I say I want you to be mine, I mean it. I've been watching you from afar for so long, I think it's time for me to start moving."
"So you do know my real name?"
"Nope!" He says, popping the 'p. "C'mon, I know your pussy's about to become a virgin again so let's stop it from doing that." He grins.
"So, what's your name, darling?" He slid his fingers along with hers, gently pulling her to his car. His other hand, held the back of her head as he leans close to her face. "Y' know, there are hundreds of benefits you can get from me. You want something, I'll gladly give it to you, no matter the price."
She could feel his breath on her lips as she sticks them together, face warming up. "Utahime."
"Well, Utahime. Ignore everything for now and focus on me. Just me."
Utahime, slid her slim fingers through his pale hair, pulling his head lower for her to reach his ear. "Time's runnin' mister Satoru. Either fuck me here right now or fuck me never." She whispers into his ear, her left palm pressing against his chest, Gojō grins. "Get inside, baby."
This night is going to be wild.
Probably wilder than the wild itself.