Kurapika x Reader One-Shot Collection

The New Hire* (An AU Sex Worker Story)

He reaches across the desk and rests his hand over mine. "I am. However, I am excellent at reading people. I can tell you're a good person, (Y/N). I'll make sure to give you an unforgettable experience."

Heat rises from my shoulders to my cheeks. I just met this man and butterflies are already fluttering inside my stomach. "Thank you, sir."

He waves his hand in the air. "Please. Call me Kurapika."

I smile. "Thank you, Kurapika. So does that mean I got the job?"

He rubs his chin with his fingers. "I've never hired an applicant on the spot before, but...yes. You have an exotic look. I'm sure my clients will be willing to spend a lot of money on you."

My heart skips a beat. "So when does my training begin?"

He looks at his computer screen. "My colleague is a doctor. He'll make sure to have your screening done today. Then you can come back later tonight if that works for you. Pack a bag. It might take all night." He returns his focus to me. "And you'll be compensated generously."

I grip the fabric of my dress with both hands. "I appreciate that."

The door opens behind me and a pretty young woman scurries in. "Kurapika! My client was being very inappropriate. I suggest you take away his right to be here!"

Kurapika rests his forehead in his palm, shaking his head. "I'm in the middle of an interview. I told you before...let the bodyguard on duty know."

She flashes me a dirty look. "Oh...new hire?"

His face brightens. "Yes. Actually, since you're the most experienced employee here, I'd like for you to show (Y/N) around when she's finished with her training."

"Her...training? Wait...does that mean..."

He motions toward the door. "Neon, please. Get back to work."

I sense tension between the two of them.

She crosses her arms and stomps like a toddler. "Hmph."

The door slams.

"Sorry about that," Kurapika says. He gives me his card. "Here is my personal cell phone number. I leave my office at five, but I live on the top floor. Call me when you're ready."

I stare at his card. "Sounds great."

I grab the paperwork and Kurapika escorts me back to the main entrance. He rests his hand on my lower back.

"I look forward to seeing you tonight," he says.

I feel my knees shake. "Me too."

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Later that evening, I step out of the cab in front of Kurapika's building. The city lights reflect off of the windows. I call Kurapika and he tells me to come up.

The security guard lets me in after checking my ID. I'm escorted all the way to the top floor.

"Mr. Kurta owns this entire building," the doorman says. "He converted the top floor into one huge apartment."