Page 15 of Kings of Desire
He already knew.
I walked back to the building low-key satisfied with myself. Mission complete. It was so easy. Too easy if you ask me.
In less than a half an hour since I left for the Pleasure it was payday. My problems were as good as solved with rent being paid by the end of the night, and strong hopes that I would be able to raise the money I needed in around two months so I could bring Sebastian and Natalie here to live with me.
If it was up to me, I would go get them tomorrow, but my father will probably call the cops on us since he was the one who had full custody. I needed a lawyer and we needed protection- and neither of those two comes cheap.
I returned to The Pleasure room the next afternoon, yet in Laura’s opinion it was a slow day since only a few Pleasures arrived, and my turn was still far away since I just had a Pleasure the day before. No need to get disappointed, there is always going to be tomorrow and a longer Pleasure could get me back on track in no time. Though tomorrow came… And the day after....and then the day after that too.
The letters still arrived, but most of them specifically asked for the ones who the clients had already worked with, while the others were addressed to the strong gender.
I was panicking, even if Laura was trying to calm me down, explaining that the right letter would come soon.
But I couldn’t do soon.
I needed itnow.
Soonwould only delay my plan,and time was an asset I didn’t have on my hands.
I waited, dreading the moment at the same time, and when I had almost lost hope the red envelope opened for me.
Sex bomb for the night
$1000
Today 9 pm
‘Wow, a classy one,’ Sonya, the girl that opened the letter laughed, handing me the envelope. ‘You can pass if you don’t like it,’ she reminded me of the rules since the one who was paying for this Pleasure sounded like an absolute dick.
My instincts were strongly warning me to pass it along. Wait for an hour or so for another letter to arrive. But what if that hour turned into a day again, and theoneday into many others?
Plus, there was the pay: $1000 -almost enough to get me back on my schedule.
I shook my head, removing all doubts- and mental sanity along with them, and before I could get a chance to second guess my decision, I breathed ‘I’ll take it.’
‘Are you sure?’ Laura asked with a hint of concern since the classysex bombwasn’t a usual request for a letter. Sure, they all wantedattractive young womenorsensual dates,but thesex bombmust have been a first.
‘I’m sure,’ I answered, thinking about what the money truly represented. Besides, what could go wrong? There was a certain line that couldn’t be crossed without my consent, and I decided from the first second of my agreement with Vanya that the bridge will never be burned.
‘Go get yourself pretty then, you have two hours to spare. Make a sex bomb out of you,’ Laura chuckled at the irony of the situation.
‘Two hours... A bomb with a timer,’ I continued, heading towards the walk-in dressing room. Though my timer was rather long since the sex bomb look was ready in less than an hour... And I say an hour because I spent half of that time staring at myself in the mirror, making sure I’d left none of myassetsunexploited.
My choice for the night was flawless. A short black lace dress that wrapped around my body in heavenly perfection, revealing the very last curve of my voluptuous shapes, exquisitely accessorized with a black pair of heel sandals, and as for my hair, large waves of silky curls that rolled over my chest. I added some makeup too. Just fine black lines above my eyelashes to bring out the greenish color of my eyes and a tint of lipstick to plump the sex bomb vibe out of my lips.
Now, all I had to do was wait....for an entire hour.
I was beginning to regret all the time I had on my hands. I think I preferred it the other way around, like it was with my first Pleasure, rushing everything to the point it managed to take my mind off the pressure of things.
At least the hour to kill was finally giving me the time I needed to go through the Pleasure’s contract. It wasn’t a scam, everything was laid out clearly in black on white, benefits, and penalties all together.
‘Your car is here five minutes early. You can still wait if you want to, but I have to leave for a meeting,’ Vanya spoke while collecting her purse and heading towards the door.
‘I’ll leave now’- it made no sense in stalling the unavoidable, so I got up from the chair I was sitting in and followed her outside where a cab was already waiting for her.
‘Your limo,’ Vanya gestured towards a black limousine while she got inside of her own transportation and drove off in a hurry.
I turned my head to look at the impressive car that was waiting for me. A real-life 30-foot-long limousine! I gulped, heading towards the door which seemed to be opening to greet me.
