Chapter Two

*Matt's POV*

My day had already been long and hard by the time I got the call. I had been working late at the office, trying to get everything wrapped up before I took a break. But the news I received on the phone had me feeling completely deflated. One of my buildings had caught fire, and no one had any idea how it had started.

I felt a mix of emotions as I raced to the office. I was frustrated and upset, but I was also scared of what I might find. I was the one responsible for this building and its contents, so there was a certain level of responsibility that weighed heavily on my shoulders.

When I arrived, I could see the fire raging in the distance. I was thankful that no one seemed to be hurt, but I was still concerned about the potential damage that could have been done. I had to find out what had caused the fire, and soon.

My employees had gathered around the building, unable to explain what had happened. I asked if anyone had been around when the fire started, but no one seemed to have been. I was the only one in the office at the time, so I had no idea what had happened.

I was tempted to stay and investigate, but I knew I needed to go home. I had been working late all week, and I was exhausted. I gave my employees instructions to call the fire department and to keep an eye on the situation.

I had just driven out of the driveway and was heading home after a long and frustrating day at work. I was exhausted and my head was pounding. I needed to get away from it all for a bit and the only thing I could think of was getting a drink. I looked up and saw a sign post of a girl in a bikini and decided I also needed to get a girl for the night, to help clear my head. I turned my car around and was headed for Aunty Maggie's pleasure house.

I had heard about the place from a few of my friends, and I was curious to see what it was all about. I had no idea what to expect, but I was hoping for something different. As I drove down the street, I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I was nervous and excited all at the same time. It was going to be my first time going to a brothel. Usually, I would pick a girl at a club and go have a wonderful night with her, but Dan kept saying this place had the most beautiful girls so I had to check it out.

When I arrived at the pleasure house, I was greeted by a large and imposing security guard. He asked me what my business was and I told him I was looking for a girl. He nodded and told me to go inside. I nervously walked in and was immediately hit with a wave of loud music and laughter. I could feel my heart racing in my chest as I looked around.

The room was filled with women in skimpy clothing, some wearing lingerie and some wearing nothing at all. I was taken aback by the sight and couldn't believe my eyes. I felt like I had just stepped into a different world. I quickly realized that this was not a place for the faint of heart.

I walked up to the bar and ordered a beer. I chatted with the bartender for a bit and he told me about the different girls they had. He mentioned a few of the girls he particularly liked, but I was a little skeptical in approaching the ones he pointed out. From my experience, the things people always liked, I did not like them at all.

I simply sat there observing the environment and everyone in it. Hopefully, it, alongside my drink would help me forget my worries and if I saw someone I liked, I would take her.

I had observed for a while and saw men happily coming out of their rooms and some going in. They looked really happy and I was happy that they were happy. Honestly, nothing compared to having a nice time with a nice beautiful woman who knew what to do.

I searched in the crowd of girls to find someone I might like but found no one. I had just finished shoving my bear down my throat when out of the corner of my eyes, I saw something. A drunk and obviously older customer, had just grabbed the ass of an innocent looking girl. She seemed scared and confused, and my first instinct was to jump in and defend her, but I stayed put and just watched.

The girl quickly reacted and used her elbows to hit the man in the face. It seemed to surprise him, and I couldn’t help but laugh at the situation. I admired her courage and strength, and I was glad to see that she was able to defend herself.

Soon, the girl started walking past me and I couldn’t help but to pull her arm and look into her eyes. I wanted to make sure she was okay but I was not sure what to say. This was obviously a brothel and things like that must have been happening to her. I did not want to come across as a novice when I asked her how she was doing, so instead, I decided to twist my words.

I pulled at her arm and asked, "Would you do that to me?"

But instead of answering me, she just stood there, staring at me, with an expression I could not understand. I could not tell if it was disgust or annoyance or frustration or whatsoever, but she definitely had an expression on her face.

Usually girls were charmed by my sea blue eyes, charismatic aura and sexy body, but she just looked at me. I coughed to get her reaction but she said nothing.

"Are you gonna say something?" I asked. She still said nothing. My senses told me to get up. Maybe she had such an expression because she did not see me in my fullest glory, so I let go of her hand and stood up.

"Hello Miss, I'm Matt Damon. Do you work here? If you do, can I have you for the night?" I asked, as I arranged my suit and extended my hands to her. I was asking for a hand shake.

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*Ashley's POV*

I was on my way out of the office when I felt a hand on my arm, pulling me back. I looked down to see who it was, and my heart skipped a beat when I saw who it was. He looked like an angel. Maybe not an angel but more like an actor. I almost slipped but I had to compose myself. He must have been the most handsome man I had seen in my whole life.

He had a firm grip on my arm, but it wasn't uncomfortable - it was actually kind of comforting. He stared into my eyes, and I was captivated by the deep blue. He asked me a question, but I couldn't hear him - I was too lost in his gaze.

He smiled and stood up, introducing himself as Matt Damon. I was still too stunned to speak. A little embarrassed actually, but he didn't seem to notice. Everything was going fine until I heard him ask if I was a lady of the night. He asked if I was one. I heard if say he would love to have me tonight if I agree. I instantly came back to my senses.

"What?!!!" I shouted at the top of my voice, forgetting I was at work and there were a lot of customers who had just come in.

"Excuse me?" I repeated again as I instantly frowned my face.

My voice must have been loud enough to attract alot of attention because it seemed everyone stopped to look at me and him. I continued.

"Do I look like a girl of the night to you? .. Do I look like a prostitute?" I asked as I arranged my apron proudly. He seemed to be smiling as I spoke. It disgusted me even more. It was beginning to annoy me, so I freed my hands from his grip and carried on my way.

I was still walking when he walked right behind me and pulled at my arm again. I turned around, this time, to probably punch him in the face with my fist when I heard him say with a loud voice, " How about I go above the normal price here? How about I pay a million dollars for a night with you?"

As he said those words, everyone gasped. I heard them whispering. Someone even shouted 'take me' in the crowd, yet I stood there, unmoved, uninterested and about to punch him for real. I had lifted my arms up and was about to clench my fist getting ready for the punch when I heard a voice yell "STOP"

I turned around, it was Aunty Maggie. I smiled to myself. I was sure she would surely kick him out of our pleasure house. That bastard was going to get it real hot.