In this book within a book, plunge into the escapades of Satine Fontaine, a woman on the run from her tumultuous past. The vibrant streets of New York beckon her, and fate conspires as she stumbles into Brooklyn's darkest bar, encountering the enigm...
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PRETTY AND SHINY
"I got a job!" Satine squealed, running into the apartment and jumping onto Taehyung's lap.
Letting out a heavy groan as she landed rather heavily on his groin, Taehyung forced a smile. "Ouchhh- That's great news."
"Sorry, did I hurt you again?" She frowned at his eyes fixed open in pain.
"No, I'm fine. Just don't move." He knew what she was like, she was beyond clumsy and often caused more damage when getting up. "Tell me about this job then." He needed the distraction.
Where would she even start?
"It was the last one you circled. You know, the one down Park Avenue."
He thought for a second. "The barista job?" He'd written down the address as a backup. There was no way Satine was going to last making members of the public coffee. "Why the hell are you so happy about being a barista?"
"No, not that one!" She whined, hitting him. "They were interviewing girls for a personal assistant position in the same building as the coffee truck. I just walked on up there and bang, I got the job."
Taehyung was speechless at first, but then he realised this was Satine they were talking about, of course she was never going to settle for mediocrity.
His hands rested on her ass whilst she straddled him, gormlessly letting her chat away about how rude the interviewer in the Coffee truck was. He enjoyed the position they were in, it always lead to his favourite thing.
Well, if they weren't interrupted, which they usually were.
"Wassup bro!" Hoseok yelled, swinging open the front door and running to slump down opposite.
Tae rolled his eyes at Satine once JK followed in after.
"A heads-up next time would be nice, guys," he complained, guiding Satine off his lap.
"Never had to tell you we were coming before S-" JK stopped himself before using Satine's name. He watched out of the corner of his eye as the redhead started fiddling with his best friends' fingers. She looked sweet and happy before he spoke; he often had a problem with ruining her mood. It was all accidental of course, but he couldn't stop himself from hitting rock bottom every time she was in the room.
"What's crackalacking then?" Hoseok changed the subject, picking up Taehyung's new guitar to start strumming. "Do I sense a new song coming on?"
Shaking his head, Tae turned to Satine with a fond smile. "I've actually been planning a cover for our gig Saturday night."
Amongst their originals, they played a lot of covers. They were one of the only bands that didn't have Satine covering her ears in horror. The groups back home had a habit of absolutely destroying her favourite songs.
