Page 8 of Wicked Allure
“But I’m sure you’ll prosper. This job is not easy and will demand a lot from you physically and mentally. My one piece of advice to you is not to get attached to any of your clients. They’re just that—paying clients. They provide your salary. They provide the food you’ll purchase with your monies earned here. Make them returning clients and you’ll be successful.”
There was an icy note in her words. Tomesha didn’t plan to get involved with the vampires. She understood what Mistress had said. Tomesha nodded gently to confirm she’d got the message.
The vampires were her ticket out of poverty.
“Yes, ma’am,” Tomesha murmured.
There was an approving glint in Mistress’s eyes. Tomesha breathed a sigh of relief. The others followed, expressing the same sentiment. A smirk appeared on the vampire’s lips.
“Good.” She spun around and moved over to the men and women who’d entered. “Mortan, you’ll be paired with him.” She pointed to the male who Tomesha hadn’t caught the name of.
Mortan walked over to the taller guy who stood next to Connor. She matched each person up before she turned and pointed to Tomesha.
“Starla, I want you with her.”
“Yes, Mistress.” The woman was a tall leggy blonde with makeup as flawless as her body. Starla walked over to Tomesha with a welcoming smile on her lips.
Tomesha began to feel uncertain. She didn’t look anything like this woman. Yes, she’d tried to keep herself together and worked out when she could, but this woman was a knockout.
Starla stopped next to Tomesha and faced Mistress along with everyone else.
“Each person you’re paired with will be the ones responsible for your training. It is not their responsibility to make sure you succeed. That is on you.” Mistress clasped her hands in front of her and nodded. “You’re all dismissed.”
Tomesha’s heart skipped a beat. It was time for her to learn what she needed. She glanced over at Starla who smiled.
“Hello. I’m Tomesha.” She reached out her hand to the woman.
Starla took it in a light shake.
“That is a beautiful name. Unique. I love it,” Starla replied in a husky voice. She motioned for Tomesha to follow the others leaving the room.
“You two wait. I want a word with the both of you,” Mistress said.
Tomesha panicked and watched Connor leave with the others. He glanced over his shoulder with a worried look in his eyes. Once the security guard closed the door, it left Tomesha alone with Mistress and Starla.
“Have I done something wrong?” Tomesha asked warily. Whatever it was, she’d apologize profusely for it. She clutched her hands together and waited as Mistress approached her.
“Not at all, my dear.” She stopped in front of Starla and Tomesha. Her gaze perused Tomesha again before meeting her eyes. “You, my dear, I feel are a special one. You will not be a donor until I say so.”
“I don’t get it. I thought that was the real reason I was hired.” Tomesha swallowed hard. She hoped she wasn’t going to get kicked out already for defending her position. Being a donor paid well, and she needed that money.
“Don’t worry. You’ll still be paid handsomely.” Mistress reached out a finger and caressed the side of Tomesha’s face. “You, my dear, I can scent that your blood is special. Many will want to taste it, but we’ll reserve it for only special guests. The first bite of someone like you should be reserved.”
Tomesha relaxed but still didn’t understand. How could Mistress scent her blood? She didn’t have any cuts on her. What was special about her blood?
“Okay,” Tomesha replied shakily. “Then what will I be trained to do?”
“You’ll work the blood bar and be a server. You may also indulge in any sexual acts you desire and be rewarded for them. What the vampires pay you, you keep aside for a small tax that we impose to provide for you.”
“This is an amazing offer, Tomesha.” Starla turned to Tomesha and took her hand. “You’ll get used to being paid for your sexual favors. Having a stipulation that vamps can’t drink from you will make you even more desirable to them. They’ll pay more just because you’re something that they can’t have fully.”
“She’s correct.” Mistress raised an eyebrow. “Believe me. I know what I am doing. Work the bar, turn your tricks, and you’ll be a wealthy woman soon. When the time is right, I’ll allow you to become a donor. The vampires will be practically fighting to have you. Starla here started the same as you.”
Starla nodded, tightening her grip on Tomesha’s hand.
“I trust that you would know best,” Tomesha murmured.
A pleasing glint passed through Mistress’s eyes. Tomesha was a fish out of water. She had no choice but to do as Mistress had suggested. If she felt that this would lead to Tomesha being wealthy, then she’d do what she must. She was tired of living in poverty, living a life fearful of being put out on the street or going without necessities.
