The only way I could explain how I felt in that moment was paralyzed. I couldn’t move until Naomi nudged me and I snapped out of it. I turned away from the mirror and faced him. His dark brown eyes and strong chin facing me and giving off this aura of power. Liam. 

I was at a loss for words and I couldn’t seem to place myself in the world. Where was I again? Why was I seeing him? It wasn’t the weekend was it? I didn’t think I had him on my list of clients. “Hmm? Niall?” Liam spoke up again. 

I cleared my head and nodded my head at him. “Hello, Mr. Payne.” There it was. There was that name that dripped off my lips like poison. I could feel an ache in my side from where he hit me and beat me into submission during our last meeting. 

“Hello.” He said calmly. “That suit does really fit you well.” He walked up to me and messed with my collar. I looked over at Naomi who was then busy wandering the store, looking at more fabrics. I looked back at Liam and he was so close that I could smell his cologne. “I bet it would look so much better off.” He reached around me and grabbed my ass roughly. “I’ve missed you.”

I stiffened in response and took a step back. Liam frowned, pulling his hand back form my ass. I would have retaliated, but Liam knew people who could make my life hell. So I remained still and let him walk around me like I was his prey. 

“So how about it?” Liam asked me, nodding towards the fitting room. “Let me help you change out of that.” Liam tugged my tie and pulled me into the fitting room. If I resisted, I knew the experience would be worse. So I let Liam lead me into the fitting room and push me against the mirror inside. The side of my face was rammed into the mirror, squishing my cheek against the cool surface. 

I heard the frantic rustling of Liam taking his pants off and then he manage to undo mine as well, pulling my slacks and underwear down in one swift movement. He pulled my one arm behind me and I used my other arm to hold myself against the wall I was being shoved to. I heard him spit on his hand and then he plunged his fingers into me without warning. 

So much for once being loving. He was evil. He was terrible. I never wanted to feel his touch on my body ever again. I hated the way I reacted to his touch. I was hard and breathing heavily. My legs shook for him and when he finally plunged his throbbing c.ock into me, I moaned with pleasure. I hated the way he treated me, but I took it because I liked it. Hell, I wasn’t getting anywhere with Zayn and I hated the part inside of me that needed to be filled with someone else. I needed to be f.ucked because that was what I was worth. I was a quick f.uck. A worthless person. A complete and utter waste of life. And Liam made sure to make me feel that way.

He came into me and slapped my ass once he pulled out of me. He let go of my arm and let me drop to the floor of the fitting room. The suit I was wearing was wrinkled all over and stained with Liam’s, as well as my own, fluids. I felt something light flutter down to my body and when I finally opened my blurry eyes I saw that Liam was dropping money on me. 

“I was right about the suit looking better off of you. Now clean yourself up. You’re a mess.” He was wiping his face with a handkerchief he had in his front pocket. “I’ll be around, Niall. Remember that.” He told me before leaving me a mess on the fitting room floor. 

It took me a few minutes to compose myself. I stood up and got out of the suit that I had basically ruined. I put on my own clothes and stood in front of the mirror, wiping my tears away and picked up the money that was all around me. I stuffed it into my pocket and took in a deep breath. “Alright, Niall. Keep calm and collected and you will make it through this.” I told myself. 

I walked out just in time because Naomi was looking for me around the store. I handed her the suit all folded and she took it warily, looking at my red face and eyes. “You okay?” She asked as if she knew what had happened. I nodded, telling her that I was even though I wasn’t. The money was heavy in my pocket and my body was still trembling slightly because of Liam. My shoulder hurt from being pulled behind me at such a harsh angel and I knew I was dripping into my boxers, both Liam’s c.um and blood from him being forceful. 

“Are we ready to go?” I asked, eying the store surrounding us. Liam was off in the corner looking at suits with a few others around him. My heart raced when he turned around and looked over at me. “I really think we should go. This suit it fine.” 

Naomi almost protested, but she caught onto my paranoia and nodded. “Yes, we can go. Zayn is probably waiting at home anyways for us. I have to pick out his outfit for the night anyways.” She shrugged and went up to the counter to pay for the suit we had picked out. The clerk looked at me and then the suit, muttering something under his breath. “Alright, we’re all set.” Naomi smiled, leading me out of the store, but before we got out the door she turned towards the corner Liam was in and called out to him. “Will you be attending Mr. Malik’s birthday party tonight, Mr. Payne?” She asked. 

My heart dropped into my stomach. He looked directly at me when he responded to her question. “Oh, yes. Yes I will be attending.”

As if my life couldn’t get any worse.

I was wrong about that because the entire ride back was dead silent. Naomi kept looking over at me as I nervously moved in my seat. I was dirty and in need of a shower. She didn’t even ask me what happened, probably because she already knew, and that made me uneasy.  I really hoped that she wouldn’t tell Zayn. I was his for the month and I didn’t want him to think I was breaking whatever contract he made with Louis. I didn’t exactly say yes to what happened either. Liam forced himself on me. 

When we parked I was shocked to see Zayn’s jet black corvette in the driveway. That meant that he was home from work. Naomi got out of the car and grabbed the suit from the back of her car. “I’ll make sure to wash this for you.” She said, holding the suit a little bit away from her. I really hope that I didn’t ruin it. 

“Uh, thanks.” Was all I could say to her. I got out of the car and watched as Naomi hurried off into the house. I stared past the driveway and fence that surrounded Zayn’s property into the valley where the city was. I could have flung myself off of the cliff to my end, but instead I turned back to the house, seeing Zayn standing in the doorway. 

“Niall, please come inside.” He motioned for me to come to him. I couldn’t tell what his expression was. Was he concerned about something? Dammit, did Naomi tell him what had happened at the store? I really hoped not. When I walked up to Zayn he rested his hand at the small of my back and lightly pushed me into the house, the door shutting behind us. “Niall, I wanted to apologize to you.” He spoke softly, his hand going up my back in a rubbing motion. It felt amazing after what had happened. “For my actions over the time you have been here.”

I nodded and continued to listen to him. He started to ramble on about his work and how he was very stressed and didn’t mean to take it out on me. “It’s okay.” I told him, but he shook his head. 

“It’s not okay of me to lash out on you. Not at all.” Zayn’s hand went back to the small of my back. “And for that I am sorry.” He leaned down and kissed my forehead. The action caught me completely off guard. This was the closest thing to affection that Zayn had showed me in the week and a half I had been living with him. My heart rate rose and I looked up at him. “I promise to be more, erm, suitable from now on.” It was like he had the roles reversed and I was completely caught off guard by him. 

I opened my mouth to say something back to him. To let him know that I was okay with whatever he wanted to do because he owned me, but I remembered standing in his room a week before and when I said he owned me, paid for my body, he got tense and shut down. So I kept quiet and enjoyed his hand on my back, rubbing circles over the fabric with his thumb. 

“I also wanted to talk to you about tonight.” He finally said after a few minutes of just standing in his living room. “As you know. It’s my birthday party.”

“Oh yeah.” I smiled. “Happy Birthday.” He beamed a smile back at me and took his hand away from my back. My smile faltered slightly at the loss of contact. 

“Thank you. And tonight you do not belong to me. I ask that you introduce yourself as my cousin and stay by my side the whole night. Unfortunately, in my world of business I have a lot of friends out for me and my money. I would like it better if you just stayed by my side all night unless I tell you otherwise. It would just make my night so much easier. Understood?”

“I understand.” I told him and he nodded. “Anything else?” I asked. 

Zayn shook his head and a small smile crept onto his lips. “No, that’s it, Niall.” I was about to go back upstairs to my room and hopefully take a bath or something, but when I was to the stairs Zayn cleared his throat. “Oh, and Niall?” He called out. I turned to him and raised an eyebrow. “Smile. You’re absolutely stunning when you smile. Please, for me?”

“Anything for you.” I told him, smiling like an idiot as I made my way up the stairs. My day started out strange and lonely, then turned into my worst nightmare with Liam in the store. I was taken inside of a fitting room without my permission and just when I thought my life was at it’s worst, Zayn lifted my spirits just by talking with me and making me smile. 

What kind of prostitute-client relationship was this?

And when the hell were we going to get it on?

A/N: Like I said, I'M BACK!!!!!

I really hoped you guys liked this chapter. I spent some time on it. I'm also sorry for not updating for like... FOREVER. Thanks for all the positive comments on my authors note from the other day. You guys are really why I write. I love you all!

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