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  “Damn! I forgot I have a meeting I have to get to.” He said with a glimmer of disappointment.

  “Right now?”

  “Sorry, but I think this is going to have to wait. Feel free to get naked and in bed. I’ll wake you up when I get back.” Nick grabs his jacket, smiling as he leaves me dumbfounded and alone.

  “What the fuck?” Unsure what to do next, I try to wait up for him but hours go by and I can barely keep my eyes open. Exhausted, I can’t help but crawl into his incredible bed and sigh as I sink into it. I am already nearly asleep when I remember he said get naked but I am too comfortable to move. He’ll just have to get over it.

  ~

  Deeply dreaming, I begin to feel hands, lips and then the fumbling and jerking at my underwear. This is not what I expected from him. I open my eyes to the lit up window and to a blurry figure sitting in front of me. Clearing my focus, I sit up and stare horrified at Nick sitting in a chair watching me while another man continues tugging at my underwear. I reach back and smack the shit out of him until he stops, “Get the fuck away from me! Who the hell are you?” I yell turning to a humored Nick, “Who the hell is he?"

  “I met him last night, I thought you might like him so I brought him home for you.” Nick smiles proudly.

  “Well, I don’t! And I don’t appreciate being fondled by some stranger while I sleep!”

  “No? Mea culpa.” He says calmly.

  “Mea culpa? That’s all you have to say to me? Fuck you, Nick!” I wrap myself up and race to get my dress so I can leave.

  “Where are you going? Ummm … I’m sorry what was your name?” Nick asked pointing to the confused man.

  “Tony.”

  “Ah. Tony here I think was just getting going, you barely gave him much of a chance.” Nick smiles wide when I turn to say something.

  “Then you fuck him! I’m sure you will both enjoy it!” I yell scrambling to get the dress straightened out to get it back on.

  “Get out.” Nick says motioning to Tony to head for the door.

  “But you said …” Tony holds out his hands in confusion.

  “Did I ask you to speak? No. I said leave.” Tony huffs out the door in his oversized boxers, carrying the rest of his clothes under his arm. I get the dress almost on when Nick rips it right back off. “What are you doing Princess? I thought you wanted to fuck?”

  “No that was you and only you!”The words barely leave my lips before I feel his taut chest against my back. Nick’s powerful arms surround me and suddenly his scent takes hold of me. His erection begins pressing proudly into me while he takes his time fondling my body closer to him. “I want to … ohhh … I want to leave … Nick.”

  “What?” He whispers. “You don’t want me? You know you do.” Nick pushes his hands underneath my bra, taking hold of my breasts fully with a sigh. “Beg me … beg me, Kayla.”

  “No.” I whispered into the air.

  His hand runs through my hair while his lips chase up my neck to my ear. “Beg me to fuck you.”

  I gasp as his hand feels down under my panties, “No. I won’t ever beg you for anything.”

  “Are you sure?” He asked pressing his hand down between my legs, pushing his fingers inside me and fondling me into a heated ecstasy. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” Rendered silent, I grip the back of his neck, and lean into him more and more. “Just imagine what my dick would feel like.”

  “No … no. I don’t want you.” I gasp feeling my body tense and betray me with waves of pleasure. Nick watches me, gleefully. Regaining enough strength, I push away from him, “Damn you!”

  “Damn me? Princess, you’re the one that had the orgasm, not me. Although I am hard as a boulder after watching you. Do you think you can take care of it for me?” He laughs, looking me over.

  “Is that what you want? For me to suck your dick?” I asked.

  Laughing still, he steps back away from me, “No, I would rather rub it out myself than take a chance sticking it anywhere near you.” He smiles.

  Furious, I forget who he is and smack him with all I have. “You are a demon!”

  Nick’s smile erases instantly as he grips my wrists tight. “Do you know how close you are to dying? You’re lucky I didn’t kill you last night after the money you cost me.”

  “If I cost you so much money, then why didn’t you take the highest bid? Why save me for … for this?”

  “You don’t get it! Did you not notice the other girls at all? Not one of them secured a bid last night because of you. Those men only wanted you and if they couldn’t have you they weren’t interested. NOT one fucking bid, Kayla! Taking even the highest bid for you wasn’t going to make up for all the ones lost. You didn’t just cost me money you cost every girl in there her money too.”

  “So instead you bring me here and have some troll try to rape me in front of you?”

  “Don’t overdramatize the situation. It wouldn’t have gotten that far. I would have sent him packing before it got to that, unless you liked him.” He smirked.

  “How noble of you.”

  Gripping my face he pulls me forward, “Kayla, this is not for you. Go home and stay out of my business.”

  The sudden realization that I might be failing in my goal surges to the forefront. “Nick! No, I can do it. I can do whatever you need me to.”

  “You nearly knocked what’s his name’s head off!”

  “That’s different and you know it! Give me another chance and I promise I will make up for the money I cost you last night.”

  “Go home, Kayla. And I would appreciate it if you would leave my club and go find a more suitable job for yourself. Go find Romeo and get married, be the little homemaker it suits you better.”

  “You’re firing me?” I ask chasing after him before he can leave.

  “Yes, and I am advising you to stay as far away from me as possible. Now get dressed, my driver will take you home.”

  “I’m not giving up, Nick. I refuse to go work at a diner for the rest of my life and slave for some man that doesn’t give a shit about me. This is who I am, I have no one else … I mean there isn’t anyone I need to prove myself to so I might as well live my life to get whatever I can.”

  Nick stares at me with a tense mouth, “Kayla … figure out another way, Princess, because this isn’t the one for you.”

  “Why not? Why won’t you let me work for you? What do you care? Are you afraid I will mess up again? Because I won’t! I understand how it works now, I can do what I am supposed to.” I beg, heading him off before he can reach the door.

  “Go home, Kayla, before I have you dragged out of here.” He replies slowly, showing no sign of backing down.

  Fighting my anger and frustration, “Fine! I will go work for your competition then and if you think you lost money last night … you wait, I will personally put you out of business. Or maybe I will just let the cops know how your business works.” I stomp away from him, gasping when he takes hold of my neck and forces me to turn towards him.

  “Are you threatening me?” Trembling to the point of pain, I wait for him to kill me. Staring at him with more fear than I have ever felt in my life, I grip his wrist touching the ground from the tips of my toes. The silence makes my breathing sound more forced and desperate. “You have nothing on me, trust me it would only cause you more pain than me if you ever decide to go to the cops.” I nod continuing to barely brush the floor with my toes. “Look at me!” I feebly raise my eyes up to his and watch as the darkness suddenly fades from the devil and he loosens his grip allowing me to stand firmly on the ground again. “You can continue working at the club, but I am not convinced that you are capable of much more. Give me time to think about it.” He releases his grip and turns his back to me, “And Kayla, if you get any more job offers, I expect for you to let me know.”

  “Okay.” I say meekly, holding up my dress that is now torn and hardly worth trying to put on. I lower my head and hold my breath to keep from crying. Death has never felt so re
al.

  Taking a deep breath, I look up at him and realize he is watching me. I throw the dress to the floor, drop the jeweled necklace on the table without a single tear from my eyes, and give him one last look before walking towards the door with my head held high. Nick chases after me, taking hold of my waist, he guides me back into the room. “My closet is over there. Take whatever you need.” He said with half a smile and a shake of his head, before he walks out the door.

  Leaving his house smelling of him, wearing his clothes, and feeling strangely more aware of him than ever before, I can't help wonder …. Why didn’t he kill me?

  ~5~

  Kayla

  As I work at the club I continue watching and waiting for him to speak to me, but every night he sticks to his routine and ignores me. I have tried everything to get his attention, to remind him what I want, but no matter what I do, he finds a way to shut me out. There doesn’t seem to be any hope at this point but I am not about to give up. Tonight I watch him with a new gentleman who Nick is discussing intense matters with. He hasn’t taken his eyes off the man and I can only imagine how important this man is to him. When the gentleman goes outside to make a call, I get an idea and follow him. Standing outside as if I am waiting for someone, I watch him, biting my bottom lip and tugging at my shirt until he notices me. Casually flipping from one foot to the next, I sigh in distress.

  “Are you waiting for someone?” The man asks sliding his phone into his pocket.

  “Yes, but obviously they aren’t going to show.”

  “Boyfriend troubles?”

  “Nothing but. Typical huh?” I said shyly looking up at him.

  “I can’t imagine any man would leave you standing alone.”

  Walking towards him, I toy with his tie and lick my lips. “What would you do … with me? I mean would you leave me standing here or …”

  “No. I would have come to get you.” He said with an interested grin.

  Smiling up at him, “Well, I better go back in and call someone to come get me. Nick doesn’t like his girls standing out here by themselves. He is very protective, you know?”

  “So I have heard.”

  I walk slowly away, “Have a good night.” I said feeling confident in my efforts and even more so when I see the man sitting back down with Nick and gesture my way. For the first time in weeks Nick makes eye contact with me.

  Happily, I go and wait for Exie as she changes. Sitting back against the wall, I run through the highlights of my expert skills when suddenly I am jerked out of my seat, “Come with me.” Nick said dragging me into his office. “You are either really stupid or suicidal.”

  “I don’t believe I am either, just determined.”

  “What were you thinking? Do you even know who that was?” He asked breathing his fire into my face.

  “No, but you brought him here I assume to entertain him, so I entertained him.” I said backing away from him.

  Nick laughs, “You entertained him alright. He could barely keep his dick in his pants after he spoke to you. I was trying to talk business and all he wanted to discuss was fucking you.”

  I look at him with a mocking expression, “That’s good, right?”

  Nick throws his hands up in the air, “You really have no idea what you are getting into.”

  “What is the problem, Nick? Let me soften him up for you- make him happy.”

  “NO! Duke Durham is sick and twisted in public. There is no telling what he is like behind closed doors.” Nick paces the room huffing and shaking his head at me. “You are not to ever go near him again! Not that he will have much to do with you now anyway. I told him that you put on a good show but that’s about all there is to you. I directed him to where he can find someone more suited to his needs.” I start to speak, but he stops me. “You want another chance?”

  “Yes, I do.” I said, standing up to him.

  “If I let you do this, you have to do it my way. You approach no one on your own or without my or Luke’s approval. Got it?” I nod and he sighs walking away from me. “Tomorrow night, there are some gentlemen that have budgets that will suit you better.”

  “What time are you picking me up?” I asked joyfully.

  “Oh no, Princess, you are on your own. Luke will make sure you make it to the right place and he will let you know who your ride is at the end of the night. Still interested?”

  “Yes!”

  ~

  The night is slow, the men here are tightfisted and too scared to even make eye contact with me, forget about talking. Nick’s idea of another joke I’m sure, no one could get these men to loosen up. They’re content to simply admire from afar, too far. Grabbing a drink, I give up my pursuit and escape to the balcony.

  “Bored with the blue bloods too?” A man says as he approaches me with a warm smile. Taking a deep breath, he holds his hand out to me, “Daniel Bonner.”

  Shaking his hand, I give him the name Nick has chosen for me and relax, hoping to make him feel more comfortable with me. Daniel is out of shape and older I would say considering the gray at his temples but still handsome and seemingly respectable other than the ring on his left hand. We talk easily and I feel confident that I have him hooked, but at the end of the party I check in with Luke and he introduces me to an entirely different man: bald, uncomfortable, and at least three inches shorter than me. Not my ideal, but I take his nearly dripping wet arm and tell myself this is what I should have expected. The man is nervous but respectful, opening the door for me as he escorts me with honor to our hotel room. I enter ahead of him and turn to say something only to be waved in as he leaves.

  “Come in,” Daniel said rounding the corner to take my hand. “Not real sure of what etiquette is suitable for something like this, so forgive me if I seem … awkward.”

  “No it’s … fine. It is my first time too.”

  With an amiable smile, “Well, we can learn together then.” Daniel leans in and kisses me gently. “Your lips are so soft.” I take his face in my hands and kiss him back, easing him back on the bed, I stand up and slip my dress off to his instant delight. With a slight hesitation, he holds out his hands to touch me.

  “It’s okay, I’m all yours.” I say taking his hands and rubbing them over my body. Excitedly, he presses his lips between my breasts and eases off my bra, rubbing his face over my bare breasts with a slow groan. I coax him out of his shirt and pants while he leisurely pulls my panties down my legs. Suddenly his nervousness disappears and he takes the lead. Showing his erection fully, he lets me stroke him and help prepare him. Taking hold of my body, he penetrates me with a gasping groan. He never ventures outside the normal and never asks me to do anything outside simply being here with him. He seems to have been trained to appreciate simply the presence of a woman. I like him, I like being with him, and I don’t want this to be the last time for us. Urging him to roll on his back, I sit up on him and dance along his erection, letting him enjoy my entire body on him.

  “You are so beautiful.” Leaning deeper into the bed, Daniel lets go of his inhibitions. “Don’t stop.”

  I bring him to the brink and then slow my pace, before bringing him right back to the edge again. I enjoy controlling him, giving him the pleasure he seems to need so desperately. He releases holding me tight against him, throwing me off my game. Kissing the side of my head and rubbing my back as if he has just made love to his wife. I lie against his chest and feel his exhale. He holds me through the night running his fingers through my hair. I leave him the next morning with a defined smile across his face. He says that he wishes to see me again and I encourage him, he is so respectful and warm, something I have never experienced with any man.

  I ignore my strange feelings for Daniel believing it has to be because of the newness of it all for the both of us. With my next client my feelings are easy to distinguish, the man is much older and oddly excited by simply seeing my bare breasts. He wants nothing more than to watch me fondle my breasts until he comes. Easy money for me but
I can’t leave the man fast enough. A few days later, I meet Mr. Nick-Want-To-Be. He wears similar suits, wears his hair the same, even as tall as Nick, but that is where the likenesses end. His smile is too cocky and not suave and hypnotizing. His eyes are desperate and feeble, his hands are rough and clumsy, but most of all he fails miserably in comparison to Nick. Nick’s body doesn’t lack muscles and he doesn’t lack anywhere else either. You can try to be whoever you want to be, but unless you’re honest with yourself about it, you’re only going to disappoint and this man does nothing but. The end comes quickly and even though he is appreciative and kinder than Nick, I have no trouble leaving him as soon as we are done.

  Within a few weeks attending the parties aren’t necessary for me because my calendar is fully booked- mostly by Daniel. Seeing him so often makes it even more difficult to separate business from pleasure. Even as I stand outside his door, I am tempted to call in for someone else to take over. Daniel is too comforting when we are together and his demands to have me with him all-night are overwhelming. I barely have a chance to knock before the door flies open.

  “There’s my girl,” He says taking me in his arms immediately. “I have missed you.”

  “That’s sweet but …”

  “But what? Don’t tell me I am making you feel uncomfortable?”

  “Well Daniel I am here to do a job not …”