A/N - I really hope no one gets mad at me for twisting the original movie plot lol

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Jack's eyes fluttered around the room as he patiently waited for Emily to call him in. She had set up a candle for him that was suppose to let him calm down and relax, but he had to admit… he was still nervous.

This beautiful brunette, who was his friend no less, had asked him to help her change. What was he suppose to do? He couldn't run out of there. She'd never want to speak to him again, and Jack definitely didn't want that.

Jack shook his head. Get yourself together, he thought. She's just a really pretty friend who needed some help.

His head then turned when he heard Emily's bedroom door slowly creak open, but there was no light or sign of Emily coming from the room. "Em?"

"Yeah I'm in here."

The blond frowned when he heard a slight tremble in his friend's voice. "Is everything ok, Emily?"

"Y-Yes. I just need your help now."

Jack nodded to himself before slowly standing, his feet leading him to the door across from him. His hand slowly pushed the red door open and he gave his best smile when he saw the brunette in the soft glow of the lamp light.

Her curls were slightly mused and her face flushed as she stood there only in her white corset and panties. She gave a nervous chuckle when he saw her right hand behind her back, holding the strings out for him as he made his way over. "If you're not comfortable with this, then I can ju-"

He held his finger to her lips and shook his head. "It's completely fine, Emily. You're my friend and I want to help you."

Emily gave a small smile before nodding, and turning to hold the edge of her dresser. "Just take the strings, tie them up to the last holes up near my shoulder blades and pull."

Jack's brow furrowed. "Pull the strings?"

"Yeah. You have to pull them really hard. Like if you were to strangle someone."

His eyes widened as he looked at her in the mirror, his fingers gripping the ends of the strings. "Em that sounds dangerous. And uncomfortable."

Emily giggled as she watched him in the mirror, his hands starting to thread the strings through the right holes in the back of her corset. "It's very uncomfortable. But as they say, pain is beauty."

"Do you usually go through this pain everyday?"

The brunette shook her head as her fingers tightened on the edge of the dresser, her teeth sinking into her bottom lip. "Not at all, no."

Jack smiled softly and stopped tying the strings, his hand rubbing her hip as he looked to her in the mirror. "Well you're beautiful every day. So that saying can't be true."

Emily's eyes flickered up to the mirror and watched as Jack's hazel eyes found hers, his hands slowly going back to their task of tying while her voice came out in a whisper. "Thank you, Jack."

His hands began to work faster and faster until he looped the strings through the final holes in Emily's corset, and he looked back up into the mirror to see her face flushing. "Are you ok?"

Emily nodded as she clutched the dresser, her breath shortening as her stomach was pulled tight. "I'm fine. Just pull tight, ok?"

Jack gave a reassuring smile before pulling tight, earning a gasp from the brunette. "Too tight?"

"No. Pull it tighter."

"Em-"

"Jack, it wont look right if it's not tight enough."

He gave a sigh before grasping the ends of the strings in his palms, tugging them with all his mite.

Emily's dark eyes immediately widened as her breath was knocked out from her chest, the corset pulling her stomach and breasts tight against her bones. Her throat tightened as her friend tied the knot behind her, her breath coming in shallow pants.

Jack watched as the brunette claw at the edge of her dresser, and he took her shoulders by the hand and quickly spun her around. "Emily? Are you ok? I'm so sorry if I hurt you."

The brunette shook her head as her hand went to her chest, her breasts painfully heaving against the crystal clean corset. "No, I'm completely f-fine. Just lost my breath for a moment." She gave him a weak smile as his fingers softly dug into her shoulders. "I think you broke my boobs."

Jack's eyes squinted as he let out a laugh, moving Emily's stray hairs from her pale cheek. "Well this was my first time doing something like that, so you can't blame me."

Emily smiled at the man before her, her tongue running along the bite mark in her lip as she looked into his eyes. "Thanks again."

Jack slowly nodded, his hands still at his friend's shoulders, his head leaning forward. "No problem."

The brunette's eyes began to flutter closed when she felt Jack's breath on her lips, her hands immobile as the tip of his nose brushed hers. "Jack…"

"Emiliana!"

Both friends immediately jumped apart as they looked to Emily's bedroom door, their mouths wide when they saw her father standing with a cigar in hand.

Emily felt her breath leave her once again when she saw her father's angry eyes looking towards her, and she immediately remembered what she was dressed in.

Not the best evening outfit…

"Daddy I can explain."

Carlton threw his cigar to the ground before stomping it out and rushing over to his daughter. His hand immediately connected with her cheek as his eyes burned into her. "I leave you alone for barely an hour and you're already undressing for strangers?"

Emily's doe like eyes widened as she shook her head. "No! Daddy just listen to m-"

"And YOU!"

Jack felt his heart stop when the brunette's father looked his way. "Yes sir?"

"You've gotten my daughter into enough trouble already! And now you go and try to make her your whore?"

Emily's heart dropped into her stomach when she heard her father's accusation, her eyes watering as her hands fiddled in front of her stomach. "Daddy I am not a whore."

The blond held out his hand to keep the older man away from him. "With all due respect sir, but your daughter is the farthest thing from 'whore'. So I expect you to think twice about what you say next time."

Carlton's face reddened before grabbing his daughter's arm. "You think you can speak to me that way?"

"Daddy he didn't mean it li-"

"Yes sir, I do. Especially when you speak to such a beautiful and classy young lady. You may not see it but I do."

"You and her were in here, her bedroom, while she was basically nude in front of you. Then you kiss! She's not even a lady yet and you're already taking advantage?"

Emily yanked her arm from her father's grasp. "How dare you speak of me like that! I am not a whore and I am too a lady! When you punished me today, you called me a woman! Was that just to shut me up and deal with it? How can you be so cruel?"

Carlton looked towards his daughter, shame filling his features. "You are no longer to see this boy. Do you understand me?"

"Daddy!"

"Do you understand me, Emiliana?"

The brunette glances at her friend with sad eyes before shaking her head. "No, I do not understand. I will never understand why you do what you do or say what you say. This is my life, daddy. And I will live it the way I please." She walked away from both her men and let her feet take her over to her bed, grabbing her dark red dress in hand before turning back to them. "Now if you two don't mind, I have a dinner date I need to get back to."

"Emily?"

She looked towards her friend and blew him a kiss. "I do like you, Jack. A lot. But I like you as a friend. Aaron… he can care for me." She let out an involuntary smile as she clutched her dress to her chest. "He's really sweet."

Jack gave a sad nod before turning to leave, his hand fishing for his last pack of cigarettes in his pocket. "I guess I'll see you later than, Em."

Emily nodded to the blond as she watched him leave, her eyes then fluttering back to her father. "Now you can go back to your dinner with your colleagues, because I will be attending one of my own."

"Emiliana, this is not over."

"For now? Yes it is."