Cherry And The Billionaire

I got to my apartment as late as three in the morning and I was so exhausted that I could hear my bed calling my name the closer I got to it. It took me a while to find my keys in my purse, seeing as it was full of money but I got it and went inside. I could hear some noises coming from my small living room and it sounded like moaning. I immediately knew who was making the noise and when I switched the lights on, what I saw was not fit for anyone’s eyes.“Ken, how many times have I told you that if you want to suck your boyfriend’s cock in my house, to do it in your room?” I shielded my eyes from seeing it.“So sorry, Cherry. I didn’t think you’d be back today,” Kendra replied as she got off her knees and wiped the spittle from her lips.“Just because you didn’t think I’d be back today doesn’t make it okay for you to mess up my couch…again! Do you have any idea how much it cost me to get that shit off the last time?” “Maybe it’s best if I go, babe,” Lardon said as he did the zipper o

So, there we were. Seated by the table, face to face, ready to talk business and I was very eager to hear what he had to offer. A part of me was certain that whatever he had to offer would one way or another involve something sexual and I was prepping to give him a stern talking-to and tell him to piss off and shove whatever ludacris amount of money he was planning to offer me up his arse."I'm so glad that you accepted my invitation and came here to hear me out, Cherilyn," He said with a hospitable and yet intimidating aura within his voice.Usually, I tell people immediately to not call me by my birth name but for some reason, I didn't say it to him. I don't know if it was because I didn't need to or maybe it was because I was scared to. At this point, I just wanted to know one thing; I wanted to know who the fuck this man was and what he fucking wanted with me."Before we get into…business, could you at least tell me your name?" I asked him because apart from what his assistant c

"Where is she?"That seemed to be a reoccurring question that I always seem to be asking complete strangers for the past five years whenever Kendra gets into one of her usual messes. "She's right over there," The person who called me with her phone said.She led me through the crack house to where Kendra was and the sad shit that I saw enroute was the saddest shit I'd seen in a long time; and that's saying something because I've literally seen men cry when they see me take my top off and THAT was sad but it was nothing compared to this.So many young men and women were almost lifeless on the bare floors, high on hard drugs, drenched in booze, covered in their own vomit and just flat-out wasting their lives in this nut house. I mean, I understand wanting to have a good time but this was next level insanity and more than anything, I wanted to get Kendra and get the hell out of this awful place."Right there!" The woman pointed after we turned the corner.And sure enough, there was Kend

It was a new day and I was back in the same conference room of the Wallace Hotel where I had my first meeting with Malcolm. He wasn’t here yet but I was informed by his assistant that he was on his way so I readied myself for when he would show up so I could demand some changes to the contract.I wore a much longer dress this time, one that didn’t show any cleavage – that was how badly I wanted to remain focused because the way he looked at me the last time made me super horny and my attire had a major role to play in that. I was ready to put my foot down and nothing was going to stop me.I was there for a few minutes before I heard some noises coming from outside the door. Thankfully, the walls of the conference room were made of see-through glass and when I looked through them, I saw him! He was suited up just as he was on our first meeting and just like then, I could feel my heart rate rising the closer he got.“What the hell is wrong with you, Cherry? Get a hold of yourself, you h

Cherry's POVSo, the contract had been officially signed and I was now under the employment of the mysterious Malcolm Balogun. I was his escort now but, I still had a day to be my own woman and not have to bend to the rules of any man. I intended to go all out! In many ways, this Saturday was going to be like a bachelorette party; one last hurrah to do the things that I want before I "tie the knot" and become restricted.I left the Wallace Hotel without a pit in my stomach, unlike the first time. This time, I had gotten what I wanted and I had shown him what I was made of. Now, he knew that I wasn't going to be a little bitch-like dog that would just lay down and take his commands whenever he uttered them. Friday night was party night for Ken and I. We took the liberty of ordering some food to my place, invited some of my girls from work over, got some booze and partied through the night - all this was sponsored by the billionaire, of course. He gave me his card to get clothes, and I