Prologue

I had been watching him from the stage all night. Out of the crowd that was hyped for my show he was the only one who seemed disinterested and I couldnt help but zone in on him and his table. I finished up my routine and they all cheered like any other night.

There was something about being on stage and being objectified that I hated. This wasn't the life I had planned for myself. I just wanted to be a model but I couldn't afford the aesthetic. The more time i spent performing the more i wondered whether i would ever 

Money was what I needed to jump start my career and my time was running out which was frustrating. These thoughts drowned out my earlier desire for the unknown man.

Walking to the bar, I asked for five shots of jagermeister to start up the vibe for the night. I just wanted to have fun and forget my life and who I am just for a bit until I had my shoot in the morning.

My uber arrived and I set the destination to 89-Aspen a classy night club that rich and up and coming people frequented. My boss owned the club so I always got in for free and never had to wait. Upon arrival I skipped the line and went in, to some peoples dismay and disgruntle.

Bee-lining for a bathroom, I took out my black bandeau and biker shorts then paired the outfit with white air Jordans and a gold chain around my neck. I quickly washed my face and just put on foundation, mascara, highlighter and clear lip gloss.

I transferred my phone and my lip gloss into my Champion fanny pack. My hair was braided so I just tied the braids in a high pony tail. Satisfied with my appearance, I went to the bar and asked the bartender to look after my bag that I had put my other clothes in.

I was alone tonight I didn't really want my friends with me and besides without me they wouldn't be able to make it into a place like this. I ordered a long island and settled into a corner seat so that I could observe the club goers.

To my surprise the man from the strip club earlier was also here.

This time he was with a woman, a beautiful woman, and they all seemed to be part of a group. I downed my drink and ordered another. I didn't know why I was so entranced by this man. They sat in the VIP area and ordered some bottles.

It felt nice even if it was for just a moment, i didn't have to make decisions. I could just observe life around me.

Suddenly, my view was obstructed and I kissed my teeth in annoyance and then looked up. It was Park Min Jae a good friend of mine and a co-star that I often did projects with. The sexual tension between us was always lit.

"Baby," he said casually in greeting and then leaned down to kiss me chastely. Smirking I said to him, "I am here to hunt Min Jae, give me a chance before you start claiming me."

He rolled his eyes and then put some personal space between our bodies. "You ready for to-". "No," I interrupted him.

"Right now I just want to be someone else I don't want to be me, "I said sighing.

He looked deep in thought for a moment and then nodded. He could feel my desire to be alone so he gave me a quick wave and then left.

Relief flooded my body. I didn't want anything or anyone from my real life to fuck up tonight. I also hadn't realized how desperate i was to just be without drawing attention to myself.

When I looked over at the table, everyone but the guy had left. Looking around I saw them all on the dance floor. A small smile played itself on my lips. He was the watch the drinks type of guy but in VIP there was no need to watch the drinks because the bouncers did that for you.

There was something stiff about him that I couldn't quite capture or describe that drew me in nonetheless. I downed my third long island and the bar tender admonished me for drinking so recklessly.

I waved him off and waited for the fourth drink before getting up and walking towards him, my target, with my drink in hand.

"Hey", I said setting my drink down at his table and sitting next to him. I left some space between us to not make him feel like he was caged.

"Hey", he greeted looking me over. When he was done I felt a sting of pain because he seemed uninterested still. He probably didn't recognize me from earlier because of the makeup and the wig that I wore and the contact lenses.

I really didn't want anyone to know that I stripped and shot porn movies for a living when I was not working at the boutique as a sales assistant.

No, I told myself pushing down the tumultuous feelings that were threatening to spill. I smiled an easy and warm smile hoping that would put him more at ease.

"My name is Jen", I said lying smoothly.

"Apollo Novachronos", he said with an air of arrogance. As if I was supposed to know his name or it held some kind of weight.

I was hooked from that very moment. Everything about this gorgeous man reeled me in. His scent, his arrogance and his confidant and proud demeanor.

"Hmmmmm", I pondered thinking about what to do next or what to say.

"Am I bothering you?"I asked. As if I really cared about the effect of my presence at his table. I was too far gone, the liquor was dancing in my system.

"I'm just wondering what you want," he responded bluntly and with a cold edge in his tone.

One would think that i would be put off because our energies towards each other were perfect polar opposites. Smiling, and undeterred I took a small sip of my drink.

"You are in love with somebody else, but maybe I could help you get over them by getting under me", I said to him whilst suddenly wrapping my legs around him.

He looked taken aback, probably at the shit that I was spewing.

"You don't love her, you know", I said directing my attention to the beautiful Indian girl who was dancing with two other girls and two guys.

"At first I thought that maybe I was imagining things but there is somebody else. She probably broke your heart. From the way you keep intensely watching the girl on the dance floor I'm guessing the one you want probably looks very similar to your ex and that's why you allowed her to get close to you."

"And if I don't want her as much but I tolerate her because she reminds me of my ex, how do you think I feel about you? Someone, I am completely unfamiliar with who is acting overprotective over me?"

A small amused laugh escaped my lips and in that moment i really looked at him and drank in all his unique features. He had jet black hair that was gelled back. The sides were shaved off. His icy blue eyes were drilling holes into me but I was nonplussed probably because of the liquor.

He seemed tan and had a tattoos that snaked up his arms and tried to inch up his throat. He was wearing all black as well, a cotton black t-shirt and cargo pants as well as white Jordans.

"You know we do look like a couple judging by our matching outfits." I said casually.

"As for your retort about my behavior... I don't think that I am completely unwanted. Something tells me that if you really were bothered by me you would have asked the security to remove me." I said smugly.

I was bullshitting like I had never before. He looked like he was slightly amused. "Your phone", he asked. Bewildered I handed him the device still locked. He dialed in a number and then took a screenshot.

"My number", he said giving it back to me.

"Well give me yours so that you can call me", I said reaching out my hand. He took out his sleek black I-phone and I entered in my number and saved it and then he surprised me by taking a picture of us.

Apollo was a very intriguing man.

I giggled really caught off guard. The group was now coming back so I decided to leave. I didn't want to have a stupid fight with the girl or overstay my welcome.

I stumbled back to the bar and asked for a water before downing the rest of my drink and going to the dance floor. I danced fora bit and then decided to head out seeing the time.

I had to be up early in preparation for my day job and it was just after 1 am. I called an uber and then left. Getting home, I forced myself to drink a liter of water and then passed out.

At six am I heard my alarm ring. I got up and went to make lunch for my brothers and then showered. I put on my black uniform and black Jordans.

"Morning,"I said in greeting as I saw everyone sitting and having breakfast.

"What time did you come in?"asked my mother.

"1 am I think", I said flippantly.

"I don't understand why you would work late and then go out afterwards. I mean isn't your body exhausted?" she asked. Her voice was sounding shrill and I was fast losing my temper because I was exhausted, mentally,physically and emotionally.

"Mom, I am 24 years old. What I do with my time after work is up to me. Rent has been paid and the fucking car has gas so please let me be," I asked in a broken tone. She gave a disapproving nod and then embraced me.

"I love you. That's all,"she said kissing my cheek. I felt bad for my outburst but I couldn't help but feel so wound up.

"I know. Lets go", I said to the boys. We had 6 months until the house was fully paid off. I finished high school and then started working at the boutique hoping some editor would see me and want me to be on the front covers of some magazine, 6 years later and it still hadn't happened.

I then decided I would be an influencer but I just had to have some money for the lifestyle. Ed McQueen approached me on my way home about making porn and out of desperation I agreed.

With the money I was making I managed to pay off my parents debt that had been killing them. In the 5 years I had worked in porn I managed to pay off all their debt and buy a car for the family and do a few home improvements and renovations.

After all the household shit was done I barely had much money in my account. I ended up just setting it aside in an account because even if I did buy clothes they would be outdated by the time that I was ready to start my career.

We locked up and my parents dropped me off at work. Today was a slow day that dragged on. In my free time I did stock take and inventory so that I wouldn't have to stay late. I started doing the books for the sales that we did as and when they were done so that it wouldn't be a lot to take home.

By 4pm I was done with most of the admin work and ready to leave. I locked up and then called an uber to McQueen's mansion which was located 2 hours from here meaning I would have to spend the night there because it would be too late to come home.

I had taken a nap and was awoken by light tapping on the window. It was Jeffery, McQueen's security guard, once he saw me he opened the gates and the driver dropped me off by the entrance. I thanked him and walked up the stairs. I was really exhausted but the night was only starting.

I went to Harush the makeup artist and sat in her chair. She admonished me for having braids because I couldn't wear a wig and then the process started. Stripping from my clothes I sat in a tiny bikini as Harush spray tanned my skin to make it darker.

Once the stuff was on we waited for it to dry and then she did a simple look and then I put in contact lenses. I really didn't want anyone to recognize me from my ordinary life. Once the prep was done, I went into the beautiful bedroom that we would be shooting in.

I was shooting with a different performer today. He had a huge build and probably a huge dick to match. He had a bored expression on his handsome face.

He had dark skin that contrasted my mocha brown tanned skin. My normal tone was hazelnut.We started and he was really rough and had to be continuously admonished by McQueen and the other director.

I took it without complaint because I just wanted it all to end. Although my mind was absent my body had been present and I had moaned at all the right times and acted like I was into him.

I won't lie and say i didn't enjoy it too. After we finished with that one. I shot a short seduction video and then the last one was with Mars a random white guy that was becoming very popular.

I had to suck him off and let him fuck me raw. McQueen for safety sake made sure that everyone was screened on a weekly basis. The highlight of that shitty week was meeting Apollo but I knew that we were, as cliche as it may sound, from different worlds and wanted different things in life. I decided that forgetting about him was the best course of action.