Compared to before, George appeared to have some added muscle mass. The two men stared at each other until some time had passed, almost forgetting the tray of food. “You’re working here?” Nat arrived at his senses, asking the first thing that was on his mind. Fate hadn’t been merciful to George, and unlike Nat who resorted to becoming a gigolo, George had much more pride in himself to go to such extremes for the sake of money. A deliveryman, a tutor, a server and now a bellboy were the odd jobs he would take on to pay his bills.“And you…” George began. Nat anticipated what he had on his mind. He was probably going to call him out. But instead, he cleared his throat, “Where have you been these days, man? I’ve not even seen your shadow!”Nat was relieved. He took the tray firmly from his good friend’s hands and placed it on the low table in the hotel suite. “I’ll explain it to you another time. But for now, you should get back to your job.”“My shift is over,” George said with a wide
“Ally?”Nat’s gaze followed the direction where Ally’s eyes were. He scanned the crowds, completely in doubt about who Ally had seen when his eyes stopped on the target, and immediately he too was shocked.“We should go!” He shouted and without giving Ally any time to comprehend, hurried in the opposite direction, dragging along the confused woman. They hadn’t run for long when he stopped just outside a boutique store.“Disguises,” he smiled. At first thought, Ally figured she wasn’t into such commoners’ trappings, but she later went with his idea, because it allowed her a moment for them to be alone together while hiding from the person she hated very much – Sirius Black.Nat picked out two matching disguises, a set of male and female attire with a trendy cap, common-looking tees and pants, more sporty than fashionable, to normalise themselves within the crowd. She reached for her card wallet, intending to swipe her unlimited maximum black premium ladies’ card – only to spot a “Cash
Sirius was gone now and that left the two of them to do whatever they wanted for the rest of the day.Alyssa ignored her buzzing cellphone and clicked on the camera to take a selfie of herself and Nat in their perfect disguises.“Erm…” She looked at Nat shyly, unsure of how to break the ice. They had spent the night together at a hotel and had kinky sex in a dressing room, but the fact was that he was going to be her secretary the next day and she wasn’t sure of who they were other than their intense sexual attraction. [I want to know…]Before she could speak out her thoughts, she was interrupted by a fearless youth who rollerbladed past them, barely missing her by inches. A quick reaction from Nat gathered her quickly into his arms. She soon found herself blushing from the sudden proximity. He pulled her closer to her, cornering her with his deep and sensual eyes. These eyes claimed her soul during so many events. She blushed harder as she thought of their hanky-panky earlier, and
The city of Neon never slept. By seven p.m, businesses close and the residents of the city make merry in the busiest nightclubs in the heart of the city. There, people of different backgrounds, races, professions and social statuses mingled.Alyssa Dawson sported a pair of oversized framed spectacles as she alighted from the taxi, making her way towards the busy Mysterious Club. It was a club where there were no rules. Just like Alyssa herself. At twenty-four, she was already the CEO of a multinational company, living the luxurious life of a billionaire. A life with no commitments. She answered to no one.In fact, she led a huge team of expatriates and had over five hundred employees all over the country. Like the name of the club, she was Neon’s greatest mystery. She donned a dark black jacket every day to the office, covered her bright crims
Nathaniel Underwood woke up with an aching pain in his back and sides. Above his head, the white ceiling of the five-star posh hotel greeted him. On the walls hung a painting of a sunset. Hearing her soft breaths next to him was enough to remind him of what had happened the night before.Like the other gigolos in the Mysterious Club, they tasked him with fulfilling a particular female guest. Out of ten other gigolos, that red-headed wealthy woman had picked him. He hadn’t expected her to have an insatiable appetite, nor had he anticipated the bite mark she left on his neck.Last night had been the most exhausting night he had ever experienced with a client. As much as it was exhilarating, he felt as if something had torn his soul out of his body. Never, for once in the three months of being in the trade, had he ever suffered such a demanding client.
Alyssa twirled a long strand of her crimson locks around her index finger on her dominant hand, watching the gigolo exit her luxurious hotel room.She was sure that he would be back soon, she thought with an arrogant smile as she observed her naked figure in the mirror of the bathroom.Yesterday night turned out to be more gratifying than she had thought, even if it was her first time. She had made use of his well-honed skills. In fact, it had even unleashed the Kraken inside her.But why did she feel something was a bit odd with this man? When he had left, it gave her an uneasy sensation. It was like something was missing from her. She had even sensed her own wetness in his presence, which she loathed.She, Alyssa Dawson, would never need a man. She was better off depen
Nathaniel stepped into the elevator and clicked on the twelfth floor. This was where he lived in that crusty old apartment with Regina White, his fiancee.Regina had been his old-time girlfriend, a travelling journalist but with her high maintenance, considering how much she spent on designer clothes and makeup wouldn’t pay the bills. He had mortgaged some old properties from his parents, his inheritance so they could buy a bigger home.Right now, the apartment they lived in belonged to her stepbrother, Sirius White. He didn’t know much about her brother other than that his mother was dead and his father married her mother. Her decision to take on her stepfather’s surname was a conscious one that she made in order to cut ties with her irresponsible biological father, also a gambler.Nathaniel
Back in her office, Alyssa straightened her wig and switched on the notebook in front of her. The Sunday was over and she had a good night’s rest. Now, it was time for her to return to action after recharging.She took her rimmed spectacles out of its case and placed them on her nose.There was a knock on the door.“Come in,” she said in a confident voice. It turned out to be Joyce Dean, head of human resources. Joyce had recently taken on the position. Alyssa only dealt with head of departments, and rarely did regular employees have a chance to see her face to face.“What’s up?” she looked domineeringly towards the woman. Joyce seemed like a frightened mouse seeing a cat. Apparently, she had this effect on Jo