nobody can give you freedom,
but you can create freedom.
but you can create freedom.
Elias stared at her, an amused grin crossing his face, before he laughed. The sound was loud, hearty, and cut short as he forced himself to be serious. "I believe you've misunderstood me, miss. I assumed you were the madame, what sort of madame sends her whores to purchase goods?" He raised a brow, almost questioningly. She began to offer a discount, and he waved a hand.
"I'd never take your pay away, and besides, I've no reason to partake in a brothel." He held nothing against brothels, or their workers. But it was not how he wanted to have sex. She began to describe her other items, and he hummed, thoughtfully.
"How about this, you'll get what you need today, for what you brought to me. Consider it a severe discount. And in the future, when you need something for the brothel, come to me, and only me." He held the fabrics out to her, still seated on the crate. "A long-term, mutually beneficial business deal, your business comes to me, for any needs, my crew will come to the brothel, and pay full-cost."
"I'd never take your pay away, and besides, I've no reason to partake in a brothel." He held nothing against brothels, or their workers. But it was not how he wanted to have sex. She began to describe her other items, and he hummed, thoughtfully.
"How about this, you'll get what you need today, for what you brought to me. Consider it a severe discount. And in the future, when you need something for the brothel, come to me, and only me." He held the fabrics out to her, still seated on the crate. "A long-term, mutually beneficial business deal, your business comes to me, for any needs, my crew will come to the brothel, and pay full-cost."
Elias
