in which a girl addicted to the fast life meets an apathetic man that loves to control anything and everyone around him.
a 3 part fic featuring FRANKLIN SAINT.
warnings this story contains sexual content, explicit language, drug use, illegal drug distribution, and is based of a fictional story. some details may have been changed for story purposes. takes place slightly in the snowfall universe but set in the late 90s/early 00s (music/fashion wise). honestly, some details regarding story timeframe might be a bit wonky but it doesn’t matter for the plot of the story lol. any other warnings to be announced inside of each part.
“Are you going to keep looking, or are you going to actually start throwing?” Her tone was playful, a smirk hinting on her thick, glossed lips.
The tension between them was thick enough to make Franklin’s eyes glue themselves to her frame.
He knew he could ruin her. He knew he could flip her world upside down, fall into the “captain-save-a-stripper” role, and let her play house wife until he grew tired of her. He knew he could easily have her sat on her knees all day, yearning for his beck and call.
But as soon as those words slipped from out her lips— it was him that was entranced. It was him that couldn’t see any color but her brown frame. It was him that didn’t want to hear anything else once listened to her sweet angelic rasp through the loud noise in the club.
Franklin Saint knew he had found the woman he wanted to keep all for himself, and if you were familiar with him, you know he doesn’t take no for an answer.
PART III. The Inescapable.
