Geo had been two years, three months, one week, and five days without the companionship or touch of the opposite sex. It wasn't because he didn't enjoy the touch of a woman. It was more because he was simply too busy and felt like a lady deserved her lover's full attention, and the past few years he was unable to do that. He never got home at a decent time, midnight was usually an early night for him. He went to bed even later working on the next takeover or business deal.
What woman would want to be a part of his hectic life? Before becoming CEO he had known his father encouraged in-house relationships. He had dated three of his secretaries while he was married to Geo's mother. Once Geo was in charge he put a stop to it. He had replaced all the supervisors his father had hired except for one.
Johnny DelMonte. He
Carolina arrived at the Mile Road Motel at 8:00 p.m. sharp. A valet took her car and the doorman opened the glass door for her to enter into the lobby. The hotel was very nice. It gave off a luxurious vibe. She knew could never afford to stay in a place like this. It was definitely out of her league. When she stood a few feet away from the front desk. A man she knew to be the concierge smiled and greeted her. “Welcome to the Mile Road Hotel. You are the final interviewee to arrive.” He walked from behind the counter and stood in front of her. She smiled at him. He smiled back. “I apologize. I didn’t know someone would be anticipating my arrival.”
It had taken Geo nine months just to convince his father and another three, along with a promise not to fire any of the women who worked there. His father had explained that the hotel was not just a brothel but also a safe haven for the women. They would be able to have a stable, legitimate income while helping themselves stay off the streets. By keeping his promise to his father, he had gotten the attention of non-profit organizations geared toward helping sex workers. They all wanted to apply his business model so they could help the sex workers in their community. Eventually making it nationwide. He hadn't really thought about it like the life-transforming initiative it was. He had thought he was just keeping a promise to his father, and in the process he ended up helping women get back in the mainstream workforce, providing them stable income so that they were f
Carolina had been waiting in the opulent Suite for over ten minutes when the doors opened and in walked one of the most gorgeous men she had ever laid eyes on. She automatically straightened her posture and stood up from the white sofa. He was impeccably dressed in an expensive, dark, gray suit with a thin black tie and matching shoes. “Hello.” She smiled out of nervousness. Now he stood a few feet in front of her. He introduced himself. “Hello, I'm Geo.” “I’m Carolina. It's nice to meet you.” “Pretty name.” She smiled at his compliment. She watched him survey the room as i
It all made sense now. The expensive gift bags. The quirky questions. Carolina felt like a fool. All this time, she had thought this interview was for a traditional companion position, not a high priced hooker. “I...I don’t know if I would be… er...primal enough for you.” “Really?” He smirked at her flustered response. She blushed when he looked her in the eyes with an intensity she hadn't felt. Her heart raced. He was so handsome and sexy. He was nothing she had ever experienced in life. Russ Evers was an amateur in looks and style when compared to him. She could also tell he was experienced in bed. “As my companion, I am willing to pay you $150,000 upfront. Plus all of your living expen
"What?" He asked. "I am allowed to visit my mother as much as possible. Until she is fully recovered from her operation. " He admired her gumption and her sense of responsibility. Her mother was a lucky woman to have such a kind and caring daughter. He felt even better about his decision to go along with this. "I see nothing wrong with that. Now, let's fill your glass and drink to us, and to your mother having a speedy recovery." She thought that gesture was kind of him. He filled the champagne flutes once more. He walked back over to her and put the drink in her hand once more. "To us." She was in
Carolina saw her reflection on the reflective surface inside. Her lipstick was gone. Her hair was a little out of place. She automatically began to put the loose hairs in place. She could see Geo standing behind her. His gaze simmering as he looked at her through the reflection. He looked like a hungry wolf who had his prey trapped. She wasn't as nervous anymore. When she had first met him she thought she would never feel comfortable with him, but she had, and after that kiss, she was even more curious about the things they would do together as his companion. Their eyes connected. "You're beautiful." He commented hungrily. It was a simple compliment, but it dripped off his lips like honey. It did something to Carolina. Her knees grew a little weak. She swallowed hard. She watched him take a step forward and gently rest his hands on her hi
Carolina's eyes widened. "To make sure everything is alright,of course." He furnished after her seeing she was nervous to let him enter her home. What was she hiding from him? Her mother wasn't actually sick and she had been using it as an excuse all night. He would be finding out the truth shortly, he thought. Carolina didn’t believe a word of what Geo said. The liquor had slowed her cognitive abilities down a bit. Now she realized the severity of her situation. He was going to come inside her home. Tonight, she just agreed to be his companion. There was absolutely no way she could refuse him, no matter how badly she had wanted to. She shrugged it off. Oh well, she thought. She had nothing to hide. She walked up the stairs d
The dinner party Geo had invited Carolina to was a small gathering. Six couples in attendance. It was held at a place called Nevermore Manor. It was owned by a long time friend and business associate of his father, Mr. Blake Nevermore. Geo had introduced her to the couples when they had first arrived upon entering the large home. No one seemed to notice that she didn't belong to their world. She was grateful for that.Before dinner was announced, the men went to Mr. Nevermore's study for Scotch and Whiskey while the women went to the Parlor Room for Champagne and wine. Carolina found a seat in a chair close to the door. The other women sat on the loveseat and the remaining chairs that surrounded the mahogany table.They all spoke to one another as i
Carolina woke up in a cold sweat. Her heart was racing. She had had the most vivid dream. Her mother had been medically abused by Dr. Roberts. She and Russ were broken up, and she was a companion for a Crime Lord. She looked at the clock on her nightstand table. It was 2.a.m. She pulled her knees up to her chest. The dream had been so vivid. Carolina put her hand to the place where the gunshot wound had been. There was nothing there, but the sat
He was pulled off of Lorenzo by two of Monzoon's guys. Lorenzo stood up and spit blood. Geo was still on the ground kneeling. Tired. Feeling defeated by his past and the inevitable trajectory of his life in crime. "You piece of shit !" Lorenzo pulled out a gun, took the safety off, and pulled the trigger. Geo knew his life was over. He closed his eyes when he heard the trigger click and heard a collective gasp from the crowd as the gun went off. He heard a large thud and smelled Carolina's perfume. He opened his eyes to Silk's scream and he saw her then. Carolina was lying in front of him on her stomach. A small pool of blood was slowly forming underneath her. He rolled her over gently. She moaned
"What the hell was that ?" His father whispered to him, referring to the bow he acted when Monzoon had given the briefcases. "I do have my pride, y'know. He doesn't have to buy me." "Son, he isn't buying you, he's buying your loyalty and your silence. It is a sign of goodwill, and you better get used to accepting large quantities of cash from people for the services we render. You are lucky Monzoon is like family. I know gangstas who would have slit your throat for less." His father was right. His behavior could have made a turn for the worst, Monzoon could have harmed him or his father. "It won't happen again, pops." He apologized as they rounded the corner in the staircase. Geo scanned the crowd and within a few
“Oh, yea?” “Yea. You lit up on the dance floor. I didn’t even know you could dance so well. Now I feel like an asshole for always breaking your mother’s balls about her making you take all those dance lessons as a kid.” He lightly chuckled at his father’s remark. “Thanks, Pop. I like her. She is very special to me. In fact, tonight, after this sham of a party, we are leaving for a nice long vacation together.” “Vacation? Where are you going? And why wasn’t I consulted on this, son?” “Because I didn’t think I had to tell you my every move, Pop. It's a vacation, not a hostile takeover.” “I know, but son do you think taking a vacation right now is in our-your best interest?”
They were left alone on the fringes of the dancefloor, watching others laugh, and dance. It was still a wonderful sight to see. The party she would probably never be able to forget. A waiter walked by. She grabbed some more champagne. Silk spoke. “Let’s take a walk.” She nodded her head in agreement as she took a nice sip of the cold, sweet champagne. Carolina had expected Silk to take her in the same direction she and Geo had gone earlier, but she went in the opposite direction. They walked through the large rooms and out on the lawn. The music was faint, background noise now. The air was crisp on her skin. She inhaled and took another sip of her champagne. “He is in love with you.” Silk announced. Carolina
Usually, when she went to large parties like this, she felt like she was floating in a sea of people, but not tonight. His strong hand was like a grounding stone. She saw someone across the room waving. She focused her vision and realized it was Silk. She smiled and was about to wave when she remembered his reaction to her having a relationship with her. She turned to him and then pointed. Geo saw her and his father and nodded. He knew he had said some harsh things about his father's wife, but he still wanted to be hospitable. It was a party, after all. She trailed behind them as they crossed the large room. When they reached his dad and Silk, his dad hugged and congratulated him while Silk gave a slight smile and a timid wave to him. “Hi, Silk.” Carolina Greeted her. Knowing it would probably ruffle his fe
“This is some Party.” “Yes. It is.” “Is everything ok?” She said as she drank champagne. “Yea.” He agreed. She smiled at him then wrapped her arms around his neck. She put her body up against his. He wished they had no clothes on then. He wrapped his arms around Carolina's small waist. It seemed right in the moment. No one seemed to notice what they were doing. Then she looked up at him and smiled. She broke their hold and took him by the hand. “There's something I want to show you. Carmella showed it to me. "C’mon,” Carolina informed hin She guided him toward the open f
The goon moved, and she saw him. Mr. Monzoon was an old, portly man no more than 5’7, sitting behind a large mahogany desk, in a red velvet wingback chair. He reminded her of a mob boss. The room stunk of expensive cigar smoke. She saw him roll one in his mouth. “Come in. Gino, Move. The guest of honor has finally arrived.” “Mr. Monzoon.” He greeted him. Mr. Monzoon stood and shook Geo's extended hand. “And who is this doll face?” He asked as he looked Carolina up and down. “This is Carolina,” Geo explained. “A pleasure to meet you.” Mr. Monzoon directed his attention to her.
“We are going where?” Carolina asked giddily from excitement and the surprise he had just given her. “To the Virgin Islands tonight. After the party.” She did a little happy dance. He smiled at how adorable she was. She danced her way over to him, got on her tiptoes since her heels were not on her feet, and kissed him on his lips. He embraced her. “I can’t wait to get away with you.” “Me either.” “Get finished getting dressed. We will be late to the party.” “Isn’t