“ of course. “ jackson assured her before moving towards his small bar in his suite. “ anything specific ?? i’ll just pour the usual if not. “ he said with a smile. he was happier now that they were alone and it wasn’t just brushing against her skin he could actually wrap his arms around her. “ you looked.. so beautiful tonight. “ he reminded her once more with a wink.

“oh yeah?” freya asked brightly, a flirtatious smile on her face as she sat down, her eyes still fixed on him. “it was nice to get to see you there. and talk, even if we aren’t able to… be together together there.” she said softly, “this is better.”

jackson nodded as she spoke, she calmed him down. her hand in his caused a smile to form on his lips. he gave her a gentle squeeze. “ thank you.. really. you’re amazing, and i.. i’m trying. “ he chuckled softly. “ need something to drink ?? we’re safe here. we just need to relax. “ he assured her.

freya nodded her head, she could understand why he was panicking. aside from the obvious reasons, it had happened on his premises. it just so happened that freya knew a little bit about this stuff, though not for any legitimate reason, only because of her conning. “i’d love something to drink,” she agreed with a nod. “you’re going to have something with me, though?”

jackson was cleaning up his kitchen, he had been using it alot more again lately. hearing the voice, he quickly tuned his head before walking into the other room to meet the girl. “ a knock.. text.. anything would have been better than just.. surprising me. “ he chuckled softly. “ are you here for names, or you got my money ?? “ he asked curiously. pointing to a chair for her to sit. “ you made it passed the cops, huh ?? “ he shook his head. 

“ someone was attacked in the fontaine.. besides that. i’m fine.. “ he sighed, holding onto her. the elevator stopped at the top floor, and jackson led them into his suite. locking the door behind them, “ why didn’t we have security ?? “ he shook his head before turning towards her. “ i’m just.. sorry you didn’t get to have a better time. “ he frowned. 

“yeah, but that’s not your fault. there were cops there as well and unless it was in a contract of yours that you had to provide security, that’s just as much on them as it is on you…” she whispered, trying to help but not really knowing how. she took his hand. “it’s okay. i had a good time before everything happened.”

Charlie “Lucky” Luciano

the ball took a turn for the worst, and once everyone was leaving in panic, jackson took that opportunity to get freya safe upstairs in his suite. he led the girl away from the chaos. once in the elevator of the hotel, he took this time to check her over. “ you’re alright, right ?? “ he asked. before pulling her into a hug. “ i’m.. sorry. with everyone together.. i didn’t think.. anything of it. “

freya nodded, looking up at him, her eyes a little frantic, but otherwise unaffected. “i’m okay,” she promised quickly, “i’m fine.” she hugged him back tightly. “are you okay?” she asked, “you couldn’t have known any of this was going to happen.”

her smile caused a spark in him that he hadn’t felt for years, he knew this, them probably wasn’t right, but why did it feel so good?? jackson reached and pushed a stray piece of hair from her face as he nodded. “ you telling me you’d stay around even if i didn’t buy you pretty things ?? “ he asked with a grin. “ i like buying you things, freya. you know that. “ he assured her. and it was true, he never asked her for anything in return that she was ever uncomfortable with. he liked the company, and he grew to like her a lot more than he ever intended. 

at the start, freya had been afraid of what being a sugar baby might mean. of what the expectations that went along with that might be. she had been desperate and struggling. but he had quickly shown her, time and time again, that she would never be pushed or forced into anything. that there was no pressure on her act in a certain way. and so it had made sense, keeping him company, even just chatting, in exchange for her being able to get by. things had obviously developed from that point and while freya knew that jackson enjoyed spending his money on her, that he enjoyed being able to make things comfortable for her, she also knew that even if that was to stop tomorrow, she would still want to be there. “i guess that is what i’m saying, yeah.” she told him slowly, nodding her head, analysing his face as if seeking a reaction. “i know,” she said slowly. “i just… wanted to say that that’s not… that’s not why i’m sitting here.” she admitted quietly, struggling with what felt like putting herself on the line.

her smile caused a spark in him that he hadn’t felt for years, he knew this, them probably wasn’t right, but why did it feel so good?? jackson reached and pushed a stray piece of hair from her face as he nodded. “ you telling me you’d stay around even if i didn’t buy you pretty things ?? “ he asked with a grin. “ i like buying you things, freya. you know that. “ he assured her. and it was true, he never asked her for anything in return that she was ever uncomfortable with. he liked the company, and he grew to like her a lot more than he ever intended. 

at the start, freya had been afraid of what being a sugar baby might mean. of what the expectations that went along with that might be. she had been desperate and struggling. but he had quickly shown her, time and time again, that she would never be pushed or forced into anything. that there was no pressure on her act in a certain way. and so it had made sense, keeping him company, even just chatting, in exchange for her being able to get by. things had obviously developed from that point and while freya knew that jackson enjoyed spending his money on her, that he enjoyed being able to make things comfortable for her, she also knew that even if that was to stop tomorrow, she would still want to be there. “i guess that is what i’m saying, yeah.” she told him slowly, nodding her head, analysing his face as if seeking a reaction. “i know,” she said slowly. “i just… wanted to say that that’s not… that’s not why i’m sitting here.” she admitted quietly, struggling with what felt like putting herself on the line.

jackson chuckled softly and shook his head. “ i’d love to show you off on my arm,.. “ he assured her. “ just.. guilty. i guess. “ he said, finishing his drink and setting it down. “ if you want to stay here, with me. i’d like that. and i won’t offer more than once for you to go have fun.. i do like having you all to myself. “ he smirked. “ the other night.. in my kitchen. “ his heart beat picked up just at the thought. “ when we were dancing.. i just.. wish we could do that here. but “ he shrugged softly. “ it was still fun.. i had a great time. “ he nodded his head. biting his lower lip as he looked at her, she had his full attention, always. “ just upset we didn’t get you a new necklace.. “ 

freya listened to what he said and she could hear from the way he spoke that maybe he actually did care. she ran her hand through her hair and gave him a little smile. in this moment, he hadn’t harped back to anything sexual or explicit, but instead a sweet and innocent moment, dancing alone in his kitchen, chatting about foot. knowing that that was what he longed for here, it made her feel more special than anything else he could’ve said. “hey, jackson…?” she said quietly, “you know you don’t need to buy me stuff, right?” she bit down on her lips, running her hand through her hair. 

jackson couldn’t resist any longer when he leaned into her for a moment, it was only his shoulder touching hers, but it was good enough for him. “ i like it when your confident. “ he teased when she mentioned him being jealous. “ i really think you should. convince right, i mean.. i’m right upstairs from here. “ he chuckled. 

freya glanced over at him, a smirk still pulling at her features, her dark eyes locked on his for a moment before looking back the alcohol bottles on the bar, glancing at all the colours. “money, convenience…” she snorted, “you do make a compelling offer,” the sarcasm was obvious in her voice. 

jackson had received an ear full from the sheriff about how this wasn’t safe but it wasn’t fontaines idea, he just decided to partake. sitting at the open bar, he glanced around. it was a really good turn out. sipping on his rum and coke he glanced over to the other. “ amazing cocktails here. “ he pointed out.

Lavinia grinned, holding her colourful beverage out to him to cheers. “So good!” she agreed, “Have you ever had a porn star cocktail? You should, it’s amazing. The shots are good, too, but the drinks last longer.”