Page 8 of Dark Seduction

Chapter 6

Cole

When I’d gone overCharles’s contract, had my secretary do a google search to find out information the public might be aware of and I wasn’t, or may have escaped Max, and what they were saying about him on social media sites about simple stuff like who was fucking whom, who had complaints against him or police reports, however it had taken most of the day and still there were chat rooms on the dark web I hadn’t thought to visit.

That was a fucking big mistake.

Charles had made himself comfortable on my sofa and had fallen asleep. When I stood to stretch my legs and arms, not to mention my neck was stiff, I strolled over to him and looked down. He had to be no more than twenty and I wondered if I ever was that young. I knew I wasn’t that handsome or pretty although Daniel claimed I was the prettiest dude he’d ever met. They said beauty was in the eyes of the beholder, and I felt that way about Daniel too, only he had to be the most interesting and handsome guy on earth. If he wasn’t, I hadn’t seen any that would rival him.

“Are you standing there because you want to take me up on my offer, Cole? You know the offer to have dinner with me still stands, and a drink at my place. You really should come over, if not tonight, maybe tomorrow. I’m not leaving New York until this inconvenience is over and done with. This is my home base and—”

“And Max didn’t tell me.”

“Did he tell you, you’re in charge of babysitting me?” I furrowed my brow. No way would Max do that to me. He knew why I’d begged to go back to New York, yet he never allowed me to do it with out the penalty of me losing this well-paying job, one I’d wanted all my life, and to have clients like Charles St John. Not exactly like him because he appeared to be more problems than he was worth.

I didn’t want to surround myself with selfish young men who thought it was my duty to coddle and indulge them in every whim possible. The way Charlie was coming on to me, he thought he could get me to sleep with him, but as sexy as he appeared to be, he wasn’t what I wanted. I had what I wanted.

Looking down at Charlie, I said, “Max said nothing about you staying and hanging around until I straightened out your mess.”

“If you work for him then, it’s a given.” He crossed his legs and yawned. “I’ve been with him since I was a child actor. Max has always taken care of me. I knew if he turned me over to someone I was in good hands. Like you, but I didn’t expect you to be so young. We are almost the same age.” He sat up with a wide grin.

“Why are you smiling like that. I have no intentions of taking care of you. I have a life.”

“From now on, if you expect to get a paycheck, then you’d have to help me out and get this thing done quickly. For one, I don’t have a boyfriend—”

“If you’re looking for one, then look somewhere else because as I said, I have a fiancé waiting for me now. Oh shit.” I glanced at my watch. “I missed our dinner date.” When I glanced outside it was dark and late... like 10 p.m. “I have to call my boyfriend.” The call went to voice mail.

“Daniel, I’m sorry, baby, but I had a new client who took up all my time.”

“And I planned to take up more of his time,” Charlie shouted. “Cole’s handsome and smart. How did you—” I hit the button, but not soon enough. He’d gotten in more words than I wanted to explain.

Turning to Charles with a sour nasty expression, I furrowed my brow and raised an eyebrow, then I asked, “What the fuck is your problem?” He glanced at me and strode closer.

“You.” He licked his lips. I rolled my eyes and walked away.

“Come on,” I gestured. “I’m heading downstairs and getting a drink. Daniel should be there, and I need to explain—”

“You wouldn’t have to explain to me if you were mine.”

“I’m not yours and you’re not mine, and it’s unlikely that it would ever come to pass that I would fuck you or you me. I don’t like men your age, and—”

“But I like men your age, and I always get what I want.” This little shit was making me uncomfortable because he didn’t recognize my personal space. He came so close I could feel his cock vibrating.

“I told Max I was looking for a boyfriend, and he brought me to you. I explained I had special wants and desires, and one was I wanted a man who was into bondage. You know where you tie me up spank my ass—” I turned to walk away from him, and he swatted me on my ass.

“What the fuck did you do that for?”

“Oh talk dirty to me. You make me hot when you use the word fuck.” If this situation with Charlie became any crazier, I’d put in my resignation, Max wouldn’t have to ask me, and I didn’t care if Max sued me. I didn’t think I’d have to deal with this kind of thing. I spent years in school to have to put up with someone like Charles St. John making a pass at me, and threatening my livelihood if I didn’t sleep with him.

What next?

“What the... hell do you mean?” I questioned, and reached for my suit coat. “Look, we’re going downstairs and finding my fiancé, and then we’re going to have a talk. You’re going to explain to him that you are nothing to me.”

“I will not. How old is this boyfriend?” he questioned, and in my exasperation I began to tell him things I shouldn’t have. I’d played into his hands. I should have known better.

“Daniel is a mature man that’s the kind of man I like. Not a boy like you.”

“Maybe you need someone closer to your own age. A boy like me...” and he leaned over and kissed me on my lips. “Stop that before—”

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