8-10-18

- Prostitution -

A/N: Helsa pairing. This fic is a modern AU. I thought it would be fun to do a fic based on the movie Pretty women. There is no smut in this fic but lots of Helsa fluffiness ;-)

Elsa checks herself out once more before leaving her apartment. It had been her first week working on the streets of LA as a call girl. It wasn't something that she planned on getting involved with but she had lost her well paid job only a couple of weeks ago and

"Hey Elsa!" Her friend Rupunzelle hollered at her when she spotted Elsa walking down the street. "You're looking hot babe," she said eyeing her up and down. Elsa wore thigh high, white boots with a very short, tight ice blue body con dress, not leaving much to the imagination. "You're gonna to get a shit load of business tonight." Elsa blushed and gave Punzie a coy smile.

"You think so?" Elsa said smoothing down her dress and tucking a strand of platinum blonde hair behind her ear.

"Sure thing, you look hotter then most the girls on this patch," Punzie said blowing a large, pink bubble with her bubblegum. A bright yellow Ferrari roared towards the two girls and grabbed their attention. It pulled up beside Elsa.

"Holy Shit this guy must be loaded!" Punzie said wide eyed at the super car beside them. "You should defiantly charge him double," She said playfully nudging Elsa with her elbow. The window came down slowly and Elsa took a deep breath in to prepare herself. She was still new to this and the driver will probably some old, ugly man as most of the guys with expensive cars are. She bent down and popped her head into the window.

"Hey, honey looki..." She stopped talking mid sentence when she locked eyes with the surprisingly handsome man in the drivers seat. He looked like he was in his mid twenties, auburn hair, gorgeous green eyes, well groomed sideburns and was dressed in a black tux. The man in the car was Hans Westergaard. He was as high flying entrepreneur and had just left a party in Beverly Hills and was on his way to his hotel. His sat nav had been playing up and instructed him to take a completely wrong turning causing him to end up driving about in a red light district area. The only option he had left was to ask one of these ladies of the night for directions.

"Are you okay?" Hans asked the stunning blonde staring back at him with bright topaz eyes. This girl looked far too angelic to be a hooker. Elsa snapped out of day dream.

"Oh yeah sure, I'm good honey. So are you looking for a good time?" Elsa asked.

"Well I'm not really here to try and get some business from you. I'm actually lost and I need to get to the Prestige hotel, You happen to know where it is

"Erm, give me one minute," Elsa said not sure how to deal with the situation as this guy wasn't looking for business. Elsa straightens herself up and looks at Punzie. "He wants directions to the Prestige hotel!"

"So direct him there in his car, if you know what I mean. That way he will have to pay you for using up your time," Punzie replied giving Elsa a little wink.

"Okay," Elsa said unsure what her next move should be.

"Hey, I'm kinda in a rush are you gonna give me directions or not?" Hans said impatiently. Elsa bent down to the car window again.

"I can direct you there in your car but it will cost you," Elsa said.

"Get in," Hans said as he reached over to open the passenger door for her. Elsa looked back at Punzie who gave her a thumbs up. Elsa climbed into the car began directing Hans as he sped away.


"So how come you're in LA then?" Elsa asked Hans trying to break the awkward silence between them as he drove to the hotel.

"Well I came here for an evening function but I'm staying for the week to attend to business matters." Hans said keeping his attention on the road ahead of him.

"Oh cool, you must be very successful in what you do huh?" Elsa said as she took her compact mirror out of her purse to reapply her plum colour lip loss. Hans watched her and couldn't help but smirk. She was adorable.

"Yeah you could say that", Hans said. As they approached the hotel Hans wasn't ready to let the girl in car go yet. He was curious to find out more about her and was unexpectedly enjoying her company. "Look, this sounds like a bit of a unusual ask but how much would it cost to have you accompany me for the whole night?" Hans said grinning and flashing his perfect pearly whites at her. Elsa felt a flutter in her belly. This man was so handsome.

"The w...whole night!" Elsa asked shocked at the proposal. "Its very expensive. I charge around a hundred and fifty dollars an hour."

"Done!" Hans said as he pulled up to the hotel. After he climbed out of the car he opened The passenger door to allow Elsa to exit the car. Elsa looked up at the grand building in front of her in awe.

"Holy shit!" Elsa said louder then expected. Hans smirked as he handed the car keys to the valet boy. He clocked the valet gawping at Elsa and glared at him. The young boy grabbed the keys from Hans' hand and scurried into the car. Hans removed his dinner jacket and draped it over Elsa to cover her up. Her attire was completely inappropriate for her to be wearing at such a prestigious establishment.

The elevator pinged and the doors opened when it reached the penthouse suite.

"Ohhh penthouse, nice! So if we are going to spend the night together what am I gonna call you?" Elsa asked. It suddenly dawned on Hans that they didn't even know each other's name.

"Sorry I didn't introduce myself before I'm Hans and you are?," Hans asked expecting a reply from Elsa but she was far to involved looking around his suite.

"This must cost a hella lot of money," she said removing Hans' jacket from her shoulders and draping it over a chair. Hans rolled his eyes as he watched Elsa walk out into the balcony and followed her out.

"So did you hear what I told my name was?" Hans asked Elsa as he began to wrap and arm around her waist. It was a bold move to make but it would be the only way to get her attention. The gesture made her spin around to face him. Intense moss green eyes looked back at her and she could feel his warm breath on her giving her goosebumps. She stepped back from him causing Hans to release his arm from around her. Her cheeks flushed pink.

"Erm was is Harry?" Elsa said. She knew his name began with a H. Hans chuckled and shook his head.

"Try Hans, Hans Westergaard," Elsa had heard of the name before and it suddenly all made sense.

"Holy crap as in Westergaard equitation? No wonder you can afford the penthouse!" Elsa blurted out.

"Yep that's me. Are you into equine activities then?" Hans replied with a cocky smile.

"Well not me but my sister is. She uses most of your products for her horse," Elsa said.

"she has good taste then," Hans commented picking up the phone on the walnut desk. "You still haven't told me your name blondie,"

"Oh, I'm sorry its Elsa," She said following Hans back into the room.

"So, Elsa do you like strawberries and champagne?" Hans asked holding the phone receiver using his head and shoulder waiting for someone to answer at the front desk.

"Who doesn't?" Elsa replied falling back onto the large plush couch and putting her feet up onto the marble coffee table in front of it. Hans narrowed his eyes at her.

"Get your boots off the damn furniture!" He barked at her.

"O...oh I'm sorry," Elsa said quickly taking her feet off the table. She started fumbling with the zip on her boots so she could remove them. Elsa felt like a little girl who had been told off.


Elsa poured herself another glass of champagne and popped a strawberry into a her mouth. She looked up an Hans who was engrossed in his laptop. His bow tie was undone, dangling on his shirt collar and he had unbuttoned the top of his shirt exposing the top of his broad chest.

"Are you having some of this?" Elsa asked him.

"I don't drink," Hans said flatly never taking his eyes from his laptop screen. Elsa went over to the desk he was sitting at and plonked her backside on it.

"So what's the deal this evening are we going to get busy tonight or am I just here to drink your champagne?" Elsa said swinging her legs. Hans looked up at Elsa and closed his laptop.

"Look, I just wanted some company tonight. I spend a lot of time living out of a suitcase and staying in hotels by myself" Hans let out a sigh. "It can get kinda lonely and I find you quite endearing." His cheeks flush red as he confessed how he felt about Elsa.

"Me? endearing?" Elsa scoffed. It was the first time someone had more or less called her adorable. "Is there are Mrs Westergaard or a partner?" Elsa said taking a long swig of her champagne. She was expecting him to say that he did have a significant other in his life. He was young, successful and gorgeous.

"No, I just haven't met the right girl yet and most of my time is taken up by my business at the moment. I need to ensure my business continues to thrive. I would rather die then go back to working with my bunch of ass hole brothers at the family business, Southern Isles associates," Hans grumbled. Elsa flung her hands over her mouth. Southern Isle associates was a very reputable law firm throughout California.

"Fuck me! That's your family business?" Elsa spat out.

"Yeah, its my late father's business but I was never taken seriously by my older brothers. I was just the gopher for them, nothing else." There was a sense of desolation in his voice. " My second eldest brother, Lars helped me initiate and fund my equine business. He was the only one that could see how the rest of my brothers were treating me and encouraged me to quit and pursue my own dreams." Elsa got up from the table and approached Hans who was still sitting in his chair. She sat on his lap and ran her hands through his soft, fiery locks.

"I'm sorry you had such a shit time with your brothers," She said. Hans smiled at Elsa.

"Well it wasn't all bad because I used some funds from their business to help launch mine," Hans said with a wink. He began to feel more relaxed. Talking to Elsa was so easy and she was a excellent listener.

"So what's your story? How did you end up working the streets?" Hans began to intertwine his fingers with Elsa's. She gave out a heavy sigh.

"I moved to LA after doing something unforgivable to my sister. I was scared that I was seen as a monster for what I did to her and my family so I decided to move here from our home city of New York." Elsa sounded remorseful. Hans could see her eyes welling up with tears and he decided not make an attempt to divulge more information from her. Elsa reached for her champagne flute and took a sip before continuing. "I ended up loosing my job after a month of moving here and, well times got hard and working the streets is very good money," Elsa said shrugging. "I had no choice."

"Well You know what? You deserve so much better," Hans said lifting Elsa's hand and kissing the back of it. She shuddered when his lips touched her skin and her cheeks flush pink. Hans leans in closer to her face and moves a stand of her hair out of her face before going and kissing her passionately. Elsa attempts to break away from Hans but his ministrations only cause her to deepen their kiss. After a few minutes of feverish kissing Hans pulled away from Elsa. He stroked her cheek and gave her a warm smile.

"Stay the week with me, I will ensure you will be treated like a queen."