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Isaac Evans x Reader (Future Fanfic Preview)
I am currently writing another Fiction for you guys. This is going to be with one of Jeffrey Dean Morgan’s Characters; Isaac Evans from the TV show Magic City. Here is a little preview, if you want to be Tagged. Throw your name at me <3 I will add to the list.
Warnings that will be included; Smut, Violence, Prostitution, Abuse. (probably more but my brain is fighting me)
So enjoy this little teaser, opinions are very welcome.
Words - 549
You are one of the highest ranked escorts to ever work within the Miramar Playa Hotel. Your name is well known, similar to Judi's but not as black marked due to her records. You picked and choose your clients making sure you'll know they will behave. You had a rough start into the business. Allowing any type of guy or woman to touch. Causing scars and bruises to be plastered over your body. Luckily for you, your childhood friend, greatest friend you could ever ask for; Vera Evans. You knew her years before she married Isaac, when she was just Vera Cruz a showgirl. You had helped her and she helped you through thick and thin. Vera knew the troubles you had been through, every time trying to talk you out of prostitution. But you knew this was where you belonged. Every other job you took on didn't sit right or you were bullied out due to being a lady. All those times being thrown out or cursed, you took it upon yourself to claim your body, learning to become higher than anyone else; proving you are the big dog. Thanks to Vera she had talked to her husband, almost begging him to take you on along with the other escorts he had working at night from the Miramar Playa. You can still remember the day you first saw Isaac.
He sat near his pool, cigarette sitting upon his lips. A suit hugging the right parts of his body. You couldn't tell what his eyes were like, dark shades hiding them from you. You wore a deep red one piece swim suit. Vera wore a matching pure white piece. She lead you through the busy crowds of the Miramar, eyes followed you both. The queen and a new face gracefully walking towards the king. Nobody missed the moment, not even his sons or Ben Diamond. That was also the first day you saw Judi Silver, well known for the BDSM seasons with clients. The glare she had given you, you instantly knew you and her weren't going to be the best of friends. But at that moment Judi didn't matter it was all about Ike. Aiming to impress the man, hoping he would take on another escort at his hotel. Even though it was indeed very, very illegal. "Ike this is my good friend [Y/N] that Ive told you about" Vera introduced you, having you move forward slowly, holding a hand out for a shake. Only to be taken aback when Isaac stood, taking your hand in his and kissing the back. "It is a pleasure to finally met you sweetheart, Vera told me a lot about you" You couldn't help but blush at his words, even that deep tone had gotten you shaking. Vera's own timid voice cut through the thoughts that threatened to leak. "Isaac" She had giggling, slapping his arm gently. "Nothing bad I hope, plus the pleasure is all mine Mr Evans". You did your best to be alluring, showing the man your talent. The slight terror you had felt; melted away, as you switched on your charms. Of course you weren't there to show the man a good time, plus he's married to your best friend. It's Just to make a good impression.
Ben: Big night. Don't mention it.
Ike: Where's the missus?
Ben: Oh, uhm...uhm, powdering her nose.
Ben: Your eyes back in your head. Come here.
Ike: Ben.
Ben: Ike. Sit down. Catch a few rays. Relax.
Ike: So, Ben, I was sorry to hear about Doris.
Ben: I'm still in mourning.
Ben: Isaac! You ever hear the story about the frog and the scorpion?
Ike: No, Ben.
Ben: The scorpion begs the frog to carry it across the river. The frog says, "No. No. If I carry you, y...you'll sting me to death." And the scorpion says, "Oh, come on, froggy. If I sting you, we'll both drown." So the frog lets the scorpion hop on its back. Halfway across the river, the scorpion whips his stinger into the frog's ass. Now while the frog is sinking, and they're both gonna drown, the frog says, "But why? Why?" You know what the scorpion says? What? "It's in my nature." In the end, Ike, we are who we are, and I want more. That's what I've always wanted. I've always wanted more. Think about that as we swim across the river of life together.
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