When Lydia was first hired on at Mia Novella’s escort services she was a bit intimated by Theo. He was 6ft3 and had short brown wavy locks, and piercing blue eyes, and he looked to be about 250 lbs of pure muscle. He was also covered from head to toe in tattoos. But underneath his rough exterior, Theo was a teddy bear. He was every girl’s dream gay guy. He loved to shop, talk gossip, and he knew how to make a woman feel good about herself. Theo was one of Lydia’s friends and she was happy that Mia had selected him to chauffeur her today.
They’d spent most of the afternoon chattering away about Lydia’s newest assignment in between Lydia’s appointment, and Lydia could feel her excitement start to grow, even though she knew nothing about Drake, she was looking forward to an all inclusive vacation, even if she did have to pretend to be the girlfriend of some rich billionaire.
“What do you think I should do with my hair?” Lydia asked as they pulled into the salon.
“Umm leave it as is, I love the natural blond, maybe just add some platinum high lights and some caramel low lights and frame the face.”
“Okay.” Lydia said relieved Theo had made the decision for her. “Then that’s what I’ll do.”
A few hours later Lydia came walking out of the salon.
“Wo-ow!” Theo cat called at Lydia as she walked out of the salon. “Girl, you are fire!”
“Oh stop it Theo” , Lydia giggled, “you’re going to make me blush.”
“Your billionaire will not be able to resist you.” Theo said. “If I wasn’t gay, I’d take you right here right now.”
“Oh shut up.” Lydia said getting into the car playfully punching him.
“Is there anywhere else you need to go my Queen?” Theo asked sarcastically.
“Actually there is one more place, If you don’t mind. I used up all my cash or I’d just take a cab, but can you take me to the hospital real quick before dropping me off at home. I just need to say bye to mama.”
“Sweetheart,” Theo said seriously, dropping all theatrics, “Anytime, you want, I’ll take you to see your mama. It’s not a burden at all.”
Theo pulled out of the salon and headed towards the hospital.
“Thanks Theo,” Lydia said when they pulled up to the hospital doors. “It really means a lot to me.”
“Of course darling, it really is no problem at all. Just call me when you done with your mama. I’m going to head over to Starbucks and get a Carmel macchiato.”
“Will do.” Lydia shouted as Theo sped off.
Lydia walked into the hospital and went straight to the receptionist desk to pick up her visitors pass. Her favorite receptionist Mell was on duty tonight.
“Oh Hey Liddy! I was wondering if I was going to see you tonight.” Mell smiled up at her, passing her the visitors badge.
“Hey Mell, how’s it going? How are the kids?”
“Everything’s swell. And They’re doing good. Brookie lost her very first tooth, and Jameson just started pre-K yesterday.” Mell bent down and grabbed her phone from her purse, opening it up to her photos app. She flashed a picture of Brookie, smiling with a missing tooth, her arm wrapped around her little brother Jameson, who had a shirt on that said “My first day of Pre-K.”
“They’re beautiful Mell. How’s the situation with Austin?” Lydia asked.
Mell sighed. Austin was her scumbag ex and also happened to be the father of the kids.
“Believe it or not, his ass is back in jail. He was caught selling drugs again. Hopefully he stays in there for a long. At least I don’t have to worry about visitation anymore right now.”
“Oh that’s too bad. Not for you, but for the kids.” Lydia replied.
She knew what it was like having an absent father. Her dad knocked her mom up at 16 and left. It’s the reason why Lydia and her mom had such a close relationship. They were all each other had growing up. When Lydia’s moms parents found out she was pregnant she was given two choices, to get an abortion or to get out. And so she left. And the minute she chose Lydia, her mom worked her ass off to give her a good life. And Lydia’s life was good growing up. They weren’t rich, but Lydia had everything a girl could need. Which is why Lydia continued to fight so hard for her mother and took the career path she did.
“Well I better get going. My ride’s waiting on me.” Lydia said waving goodbye to Mell as she started walking off towards her mother’s room.
“Hey mama.” Lydia greeted her mother as she walked into the room. “I know you’re still sleeping but I just wanted to let you know that I’ll be gone for about a month or so. They have me traveling for work. I just didn’t want you to worry about me, while I was gone. We will have to pick back up on ***Hybrid Aria*** when I get back. Hopefully you’ll be awake by then.” Lydia smiled at her mom. “Mom, everything’s finally starting to look up, since the night of your accident, I can finally see a brighter tomorrow. Anyways, I got to go. I love you mom.”
Lydia turned and quickly left her mom’s room before her tears could start spilling. It was really hard to see her mom in such a comatose state. Lydia pulled out her phone and called Theo letting him know she was done.
“Perfect timing. I’m at the hotel entrance. Oh and The Madame called, Change of plans, you’ll be meeting with Drake tonight.”
Lydia hung up her phone not bothering to say goodbye, her heartbeat had started to speed up rapidly. She wasn’t ready to meet Drake yet. She wasn’t ready to spend an entire month with a stranger. She had wanted to go home and do some research on him. And now instead she’d be leaving tonight and living with someone she barely knew anything about.
Lydia walked out to the car and opened up the passenger side door.
“Oh honey,” Theo said leaning over and giving her a side squeeze. “You look like shit. Here take this.” He passed her his Starbucks napkin and leaned over pulling down the passenger side visor. “Cleaning up your face girlfriend. We can’t have mister billionaire, feeling like he lost the lotto with you.”
“Thanks Theo.” Lydia managed to force a small smile on her face, as she took the napkin and began dabbing at her eyes removing the smeared eyeliner and mascara.
“You’ve really got to invest in some smudge proof makeup girl.” Theo said. “No guy is going to want you choking from slobbin’ on his knob, with mascara running down your face.”
Lydia chuckled. Theo always knew how to brighten the mood.
“Awe much better.” Theo said. “There’s My girl. Now Mister Billionaire is going to feel like he won the jackpot.”
Theo pulled into the entrance of Mia Novella’s office building. “Go get ‘em tiger.” Theo said shoving Lydia out of the car and smacking her ass as she got out.
“Thanks for everything Theo.” Lydia smiled before shutting the door.
She inhaled deeply before walking inside. If everything went as planned and Drake liked her look, then tonight was the night her whole life would change.
Drake was sitting in his office reading his daily reports on his realty property estate, when his secretary paged him over his office intercom. “Mr. Whitman?” “Yes Grace.” “There’s someone in the lobby who’d like to see you, she says she’s your mother?” ‘What the fuck?’ Drake thought to himself. ‘What would my mom be doing here.’‘Umm Mr. Whitman,” Grace said skeptically. “Did you hear me?” “Yes, sorry Grace, please show her in.”
I walked into Mia Novella’s at the building was eerily quiet. Mindy had already gone home for the night and all the lights were turned off except one. Lydia could see the light was on in Mia’s office through the gap in the door. She inhaled deeply before walking to the door, and knocking softly. “Mia,” Lydia called out, “I’m here as requested.” “About time woman,” Mia said pulling Lydia inside her office quickly and shutting the door behind them. Lydia gulped, her breath getting caught in her throat. Standing in front of her was a God of a Man. He was easily 6 ft 4. His fiery red hair was cut into a military style fade, and he had piercing green eyes that a girl could get lost in. His beard which was a
Lydia was stunning. Drake had a hard time concentrating on anything when she was near. He also had the urge to give her anything and everything she wanted. He chuckled at how in awe she was at everything in his own. It was all meaningless and replaceable to Drake, but to Lydia, she seemed captivated by every detail.“Anything you want, it’s yours.” Drake finds himself telling Lydia. Why did I just say that? He ponders to himself.This is suppose to be a business arrangement only. After the tour Drake walks Lydia back into the main living room and goes to the bar grabbing two wine glasses and a bottle of Merlot. Red wines were his favorite and he knew he’d need a glass or two to calm his nerves.
“Tell me about your family? I think it’s important that I know something about them before meeting them, don’t you think?” Lydia asked glancing up at Drake.Drake hesitated and for a moment Lydia didn’t think he was going to open up to her, but to her shock he did. “I have a little brother Sampson, he’s five years younger than me. I remember the day my mother and father brought him home. I was so excited. Mother and father were really busy while I was growing up. Father with the family business and mother with her shopping and luncheons so it was just me and maid Amelia growing up. Amelia tried her best to keep me entertained but she could only do so much. The moment mother and father brought Sampson home I knew I would have a best friend for life.”&
Drake pins Lydia up against the wall, slamming his hands on down besides her arms, pinning her in place. He leans into her and crashes his lips into hers. He slides his knee in between her legs spreading them wider, pushing himself against her. Their tongues battle for dominance, Drake coming out the winner. Drake mouth enters Lydia’s and she sucks on his tongue biting ever so gently. Drake hisses. “Sss, you vixen.” He smiles seductively at her, grinding his hips into her causing her to release a small moan. Drake leans forward again and starts to kiss and suckle on Lydia’s neck, leaving bite marks along the way. Lydia’s hands leave the wall and start roaming over Drake’s body. Her hands trace down his muscular arms and She grabs his hand and brings it up to her mouth and sucks on one of his fingers causing him to let out a low groan. Drake continues to
Lydia awoke the next morning feeling sore and throughly used. As she rose to go to the bathroom Drake pulled her back down into the bed. “Ahhh!” Lydia squealed not expecting Drake to yank her down. “Just a few more minutes,” he yawned sleepily. “Drake, if I stay in this bed any longer I’m going to pee myself.” Lydia pouted trying to wiggle free of his grasps. Reluctantly Drake let her go, and Lydia booked it to the bathroom to use the facilities. ‘What a perfect way to start your morning.’ Lydia thought to herself smiling. Her smile quickly turned to a frown though as
Lydia was a bundle of nerves walking into the restaurant. Drake grabbed her hand and gently rubbed the inside of her palm with his thumb, his was of reassuring her that everything was going to be okay. Drake walked over to the hostess stand. “We’re here for the Whittenberg party.”“Names?” The petite hostess asked not even bothering to look up from her screen.Drake was irritated at her lack of customer service but he tried to remain cool.“Drake, Drake Whittenberg.”The hostess let out a small gasp before looking up.
"What is she doing here?" Dianne shouted, causing the makeup artist and the photographers to stop what they were doing and stare at Dianne and Lydia, waiting to see what would transpire between the two of them."Mother!" hissed Sampson. "You are causing a scene and I invited her. As I recall this is MY engagement photoshoot.""Sampson," Dianne looked at him disapprovingly. "I expected this nonsen from Drake, but never from you. This is a family photoshoot. Think of the press."Lydia was fidgiting with her hands nervously, she didnt like the scene that Dianne was causing."I.. I can just go wait in the lobby until the photos are done." she said meekly."Nonsene," Drake said wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her closer to him. "As my romantic partner, you should be included in these photos. The photoshoot is the start of the Wedding Adventure. You are my guest to said wedding. I dont see w
“How did you get that recording?” Drake asked as he stared down at Lydia. He wasn’t sure if he was feeling jealous at the thought of Lydia contacting one of her own clients, or proud that she finally got the best of Dianne. “I had Martin gather a list of your father’s supporters. Daniels was one of the biggest supporters; knowing what I do about his… err sexual appetite, and what I know of your parents, I knew there was something there. I had Martin contact him and blackmail him into giving me information on Dianne. I was just luckily their little err… quid pro quo happened in his office.” Lydia replied. Drake felt a sense of relief flood through him when he realized Lydia hadn’t in fact contacted Daniels herself, “What were you blackmailing him with?” Drake asked suddenly curious on the dirty deets Lydia had on Daniels. “Well I figured since the world already knows I use to be an escort, I might as well use it to my benefit. I had some rather
“What the hell do you think you’re doing Drake!” Dianne yelled pinning Drake under her glare, not even bothering to acknowledge Lydia’s presence.“A pleasure to see you, as always Dianne.” Lydia responded to Dianne’s hysterics. The hallway stirred to life as Drake’s employees started to leave the conference room, each one pausing as they saw Dianne standing in front of their boss and his fiancée with her arms crossed and a scowl on her face. Drake’s employees knew he had an estranged relationship with his family as Drake had never felt the need to lie to his employees about his life. Aside from his relationship with Lydia, which everyone now knew about, Drake had pretty much been an open book. The lowest paid of the employees, a male named Issac, who worked as a recorder, slid his phone out of his pocket, slyly turning on the video recorder, before positioning his phone in his hand, where the camera could see Dianne, Drake, and Lydia, but no one could se
“DRAKE!” Lydia squealed as he began to kiss down her neck.“What do you say Lyd? Do you want to act out one of my fantasies?” Drake asked his voice taking on a husky tone. “Do we have time?” Lydia asked, clenching her thighs to ease the sudden ache. “If we hurry.” Drake replied, as he began to suck and nip at Lydia’s neck. As Drake’s kisses trailed down to Lydia’s breast, he covered her mouth with his hand, silencing her cries of pleasure. “Shh, we can’t have the staff here us now. They might get jealous, of the extra attention, I’m showing the new employee.” Drake whispered in her ear. “And what is my salary Mr.Whittenberg?” Lydia asked her voice breathless. “That depends on your performance Ms. Hunt.” Drake responded. “And how would you like me to perform?” Lydia asked feigning an innocent expression. “Turn around, lean over the desk and lift your skirt up.” Drake order.“Yes sir.” Ly
“Are you sure you want me to publish this?” Julian asked one more time. “Yes.” Drake and Lydia responded in unison. “It’s a story that will make your career Julian, and it’s a story that needs to be shared. It’s our story, and it’s time the world new the truth.” Lydia responded. “Okay,” Julian said with a sigh, “How about I let you read the draft, and then you can tell me what you think.” Julian responded, still hesitant on posting the article. “I’m sure whatever you’ve written will be fine,” Drake replied, as he handed Julian the original contract that he signed with Lydia, “And here, you can use this a proof that your allegations are true.” Drake had blacked out some parts of the contract, like the amount of money he’d bought Lydia for, and the minor stuff, like Lydia’s body was free use to him, etc. etc. HE didn’t want their story to seem raunchy, but he did want to be as truthful as possible, he didn’t want to leave any wiggle ro
“My mother was loved by many, she was looked up to by many. Her neighbors, her coworkers, the few enough to be called friends, they all could tell what kind of woman my mother was. She was the type of person who would give you the food off of her plate, even though her pantry is bare too. She was the person who would put all of her needs last just to make sure no one else went without.When my mother found out she was pregnant with me, she was given two choices. To get an abortion or to become disowned. Seeing as how I am here today to give this speech at her funeral, we all know my mother chose. Even when her boyfriend abandoned her too. My mother gave up her comfortable lifestyle to protect me, an innocent baby who didn’t have a choice.My mother never once regretted her choice in choosing me. From the minute she opened her eyes until the minute she closed her eyes, my mother brought nothing but happiness and joy into my life. It wasn’t until I was taking care of
It had been a week since Dianne’s phone call and Drake and Lydia still hadn’t found any new information in regards to Amelia’s disappearance. Martin had ran an inquiry on Amelia Kirkpatrick, but nothing came up except a sealed record from right before she’d come to the Whittenberg Manor. Martin was working on getting the record unsealed to see if it would give them a new lead, but unsealing records was a long process and time wasn’t on their hands. Samuel had already called Drake twice inquiring on when he was coming back, he was insistent upon Drake’s return stating he couldn’t get married without his brother beside him. While Samuel sympathized about Drake’s fallout with Lydia, he still felt like Drake should attend his wedding. Drake hated keeping secrets from his brother, but he’d agreed with Lydia that they should keep their reconnection a secret as well as their investigation. Lydia didn’t want the wrong information getting into the wrong hands. She was still positiv
The very next morning after a long night spent making up with Lydia, Drake awoke to a very long very aggressive voicemail from Dianne. “Drake, I found out some very interesting information about your dearest fiancé. I hope this information comes to you as a surprise. I would hate to think that you’d be willing to tarnish the Whittenberg name like this, as well as bring financial burden upon yourself. If you do not meet us in the Bahamas by yourself at the end of the month, then I’ll be forced to play the cards that that slut dealt. There’s no escaping your destiny Drake, you are a Whittenberg, you are heir to the Whittenberg foundation it is time you played the part. I expect once you arrive at the Bahamas that you will go through with your nuptials and marry Jessica. She is willing to dirty her name a little to help with the scandal your little toy is going to cause this family. That’s right Drake, Mommy Dearest found out your dirt
Lydia couldn’t hide the grimace on her face as she read through the report, pushing the papers back towards Drake. “This doesn’t look good for Amelia.” Lydia finally responds after she gets a minute to gather her thoughts. “Marvin has gone to find more evidence. It wasn’t until he was discussing your name change making it easier to hide your identity that I remembered that Amelia had also changed her name. She use to go by Amelia Kirkpatrick. Marvin is following that lead in hopes we can either find where Amelia has been finding out, or find more information on her disappearance.” Drake responds looking down at the papers before him, shuffling through them until he gets to the father’s interview. “Do you believe Amelia killed her mother and possibly her sister?” Lydia asks staring at Drake who’d taken the seat opposite her at his desk. “I…I’m not sure what I believe anymore. I’ve only read the Aunt’s interview. She said the father had more inf
Drake couldn’t control his laughter when he entered into his office. Somehow Grace had managed to cuff Lydia to his off chair and she’d shoved a sock in her mouth. If looks could kill Drake would be a dead man. Lydia looked like she wanted to bury him ten feet under. “Grace,” Drake bellowed between laughter, “Why is Lydia tied up like this?” “Well,” Grace replied looking as innocent as a newborn child, “She kept trying to leave. Obviously she’s someone very important to you if you’re willing to go through all this trouble, so I called in Antonio and he and some of his friends helped me with the situation.” Drake turned his head away from Lydia and starred at Grace, she’d called in a favor with her son. He knew that Antonio ran with a rough crowd and that Grace had had a falling out with her son because of it. But it seemed like their issues had been resolved if he was willing to come and assist her. “Thank you for your assistance today Grace,