Recruitment exceeded Natalie's expectations with their turnaround time.
The owner of Dreams personally called her from an undisclosed phone number hours after she sent through her application. But thinking it was a sales consultant trying to sell her life insurance she couldn't afford, Natalie ignored the three consecutive calls and poured all her energy into the graphs and pie charts in her report.Around midday, as she was about to head to the staff canteen on the ground floor to grab something to eat, her phone rang again.This time she picked up, and she wasn't very nice. "No, I don't want any life insurance, and I don't have any friends I can refer you to. So can you please stop badgering me with all these calls?""I like your fire, doll!" A breathy voice purred on the other end of the line. "This is Aunty Viv. I've tried three times this morning to reach you.""Oh my goodness, I'm so sorry. I thought it was the telemarketers," Natalie apologised, convinced she'd blown her chances. Aunty Viv laughed, "Totally understandable. You sent through a request to become a Dreams girl?""Yes. I did, and I'm so happy you called me back. To be honest, I didn't think you would," Natalie replied with a little too much enthusiasm.Aunty Viv brushed off her excitement and got down to business. "So I had squeeze through your application. I like your look, and I like your story too. It has heart. And you need plenty of heart to join this business."Natalie held on to her desk, her legs shaking so badly she thought they'd give in under all the anxiety swirling in her tummy."Are you there?" asked Aunty Viv."Yes, I am.""As I was saying, I like you, and I like your motivation. So let's meet tonight. Emily will bring you over. How does 6:00 PM sound?"6:00 PM sounded excellent.Besides watching reruns and washing her oily hair, Natalie had nothing planned.The meeting was in Rock Castle, the pinnacle of all affluent suburbs in the city, where all the bigwigs lived and played.As she and Emily drove through the cobblestone streets, Natalie couldn't help but think the air around here smelled better too. It was the sweet smell of power and old money.Heat, the Asian fusion restaurant where Aunty Viv had reserved a table, had minimal decor and an equally short menu to match.Emily made the introductions, chatted with Aunty Viv for a bit and headed to the bar to pass the time.Aunty Viv opened the interview with a round of martinis. Natalie's first-ever. Like wine, gin had a terrible effect on her tummy. But the cost was the real reason for not trying it out in the past. Her shoestring budget and conscience would never allow her to splurge on something she'd pee out later."Your headshot doesn't do you justice," Aunty Viv began after a waitress had delivered their drinks and made herself scarce. "You are gorgeous!""Thank you," Natalie said shyly, unsure what to make of the compliment. She rarely received any from women.The owner of Dreams was a stunner herself. She was in her early forties, but her face belonged to a twenty-year-old. Thanks to her three weekly pole dancing sessions with a personal trainer, she had the body to match it.She had warm brown eyes and a flawlessly straight nose. Long brunette hair framed her elf-like face. Her mouth, painted a nude colour, was full and pouty. But her most striking feature was her sculpted cheekbones. They were so sharp they could cut glass and too defined to be natural—"I wanted to meet you and hear more of your story," Aunty Viv took a sip and set her glass down, tapping her French-tip nails on the side of the table. "It's been a while since I met someone with your motivation. I have thirty companions. Most of them don't need the money. They simply crave adventure and excitement."Natalie had gathered as much from the questionnaire."Tell me about your brother," Aunty Viv said, leaning forward.Natalie stared at her cleavage spilling over the black bandeau dress.Was it real?Like her cheekbones, it was too perfect to be real.Following her gaze, Aunty Viv laughed. "Oh, they cost a bundle and some change. I know a good surgeon."Surprised by her honesty, Natalie giggled and played with her drink."So?" Aunty Viv leaned back and tapped a long, slender finger on her cheek."Well, Jamie's sixteen—" Natalie began and summarised her life in under ten minutes."Your love for your siblings is awe-inspiring.""They're all I have.""Family is everything," Aunty Viv said. "And at Dreams, we are family."Their waitress appeared with their starters and set tiny-sized plates in front of them."I hope you don't mind. I took the liberty of ordering for you."Natalie didn't mind. No matter how expensive it was, she wasn't planning to eat the gooey cube. It reminded her of something straight out of a science fiction novel. But when another waitress brought their main course, she was surprised to find her plate empty when she looked down. She wiped her mouth with a napkin and sipped her cocktail."Do your siblings know you want to go into this line of work?"Natalie shook her head. Until a few hours ago, she didn't know she wanted to go into this line of work."Okay, so anonymity is important to you. Don't worry. We'll protect your real-life identity. And in cases like yours, we recommend an alias.""Do I have to choose one right now?" she asked as she looked through the dessert menu."Yes, we'll need one to process your application."Heat's signature dessert looked as imposing as her starter cube. But she liked its name."Noelle," she said, smiling at Aunty Viv."Are you sure you want to eat that? It's awfully sweet!"Laughing, Natalie shook her head. "No, I meant I'll go with Noelle for an alias.""Charming!" Aunty Viv clasped her hands, dazzling her with her veneer smile.Was there anything real about her? Natalie wondered as she took a small sip from her glass, trying to look somewhat sophisticated."Now—" Aunty Viv sat straight and crossed her legs, a look of concern in her eyes. "Is there any significant other we need to worry about? A spouse, children, etc.?"Natalie shook her head. "No."She had enough responsibility with Jamie. A spouse and children sounded like too much work."So, what are you comfortable with? What are you willing to do?"The question caught Natalie off guard. She hadn't thought that far ahead. When she sent through her application, she simply wanted to test the waters."Okay, let me give you an overview of the rates. Dinner is the lowest, starting at five thousand. Optional extras can bring in as much as fifteen since you're a beginner. We'll never push you into anything you're not comfortable with. You can go at your own pace."Natalie liked the sound of that. She was more of a dinner pace and no optional extras kind of girl. "Only dinners and event dates for now. I am not comfortable with anything else.""Understood." Aunty Viv nodded.A waiter stopped by with a fancy bottle of champagne. Natalie still hadn't done much damage to her martini. This place was too posh for her to guzzle it down like she would have if she was at Saints."Last question. Are you open to a girlfriend experience?"Natalie already knew what it was from her research, but Aunty Viv explained anyway."I guess. If I'm attracted to the person, and we get along," she replied."That's fantastic. It's always good to have options!" Aunt Viv popped the bubbly and poured two glasses.Natalie had obviously passed her interview with flying colours."Welcome to Dreams! I knew I'd like you the moment I saw your application," said Aunty Viv as she raised her glass."Thank you for the opportunity; I won't disappoint you." Natalie smiled, tipping her own glass in the older woman's direction."The only person you'll disappoint is yourself. I don't care what you do or don't do. I still get my cut.""Of course," Natalie agreed. It was just business. No need to get sentimental and bring feelings into it.Her new boss filled her in on the next steps over dessert and more champagne.Her contract would be ready in a day or so. But she'd have to attend a mandatory three-day training course soon—as in this week soon—before she could start seeing clients.Aunty Viv encouraged her to take some form of self-defence class. She knew the owner of an exclusive boxing gym right here in Rock Castle and was happy to make the arrangements for her.Natalie declined. Exclusive boxing gyms sounded costly. Besides, getting punched around didn't sound appealing to her. But investing in pepper spray and maybe a taser gun wouldn't hurt."Your choice, doll. But my offer to put in a good word for you with the gym owner still stands."Convinced the leopard print coat must have cost her entire month's salary at Chassis, Natalie could only gawk as Aunty Viv stood up and threw it on."I promise no animals were harmed!" Her boss chuckled as she pulled her to her feet and hugged her. "Now, let's make some money!"Natalie watched in awe as Aunty Viv's bodyguards held the restaurant door for her, leading her to an older model Jaguar befitting a woman of her power and class."Wow. I can't believe you are a Dreams girl!" Emily shrieked, drawing Natalie into a gigantic hug.Still reeling from her interview, Natalie confessed, "it feels so surreal."But as excited as she was, she wasn't naive or stupid. Underneath the glamorous facade Aunty Viv had presented, a whole new world, where all kinds of dangers lurked in the shadows, awaited her.She might never make it out of this business alive, but she planned to make as much money as possible while she was.She would go on thirty dates every month for the next six months just to give Jamie a fighting chance."Let's go celebrate!" Emily suggested. "We need to get smashed!"When the clock struck 5:00 PM the day after Natalie met with Aunty Viv, she was thrilled to finally lock her work laptop away in her cabinet.She'd had a mother of a day with too many reverts on her reports and didn't plan to work overtime tonight. She'd given Chassis enough of her time already."Atta girl!" Emily nodded her approval. She never worked overtime.She dropped Natalie off at a boutique in Rock Castle for the start of her three-day program.As Natalie tried on the outfits Aunty Viv had picked, she wondered if all escort agencies offered training or only those catering to a wealthy clientele.The clothes were stylish and elegant. Nothing like the slutty dresses Natalie had imagined she would have to wear. But the price tag on each outfit was enough to send her into a mini-crisis and the nearest Medi Clinic for heart failure."I can't afford this!" she told the store clerk when she saw the invoice."Don't worry; Vivienne took care of it.""Thank you!" Natalie nodded as she re
Emily was pretty smashed when they left Crush, the upscale nightclub where she'd blown thousands of rands on drinks and food in a matter of hours.No matter how loudly she proclaimed to be 'super', anyone with a shred of common sense could see she was in no condition to be behind the wheel.Natalie couldn't take them home either since she couldn't drive. It was one of the things she always meant to learn, but like her new sofa and wallpaper had somehow slipped further down her bucket list."I can take us home, I promise!" Emily teetered on her feet as she reached up to snatch back her car keys.She would have fallen face down if it wasn't for Natalie's quick reaction time. The two cocktails she'd nursed throughout the night hadn't dulled her senses. She caught her swiftly and propped her up against the pole light on the pavement."Sit here and be good," she said as she glanced around and bit her nails, thinking up a plan to get them home.She'd already taken too many Ubers this week be
The jarring sound of a phone vibrating somewhere in the room jerked Natalie awake. Eyes still tightly shut in an attempt to hold on to sleep, she reached out from underneath the covers, her fingers fumbling on the nightstand.Bleary-eyed, she peered at her phone, frowning when all she saw was a black screen. The darn thing had died at some point between arriving home and passing out after settling a rowdy Emily in for the night."Em, can you get that, please?" she said, nudging her friend with her elbow.Emily groaned and pulled the duvet over her head, making no effort to silence the offending noise."Ugh, you need to leave. You've overstayed your welcome!" Natalie snapped when it became clear she wouldn't go back to sleep anytime soon.She leaned over and snatched her friend's phone from the side table. "Hello, Natalie speaking, Emily's sleeping.""Natalie, it's Aunty Viv. Why are you answering Emily's phone?"Natalie spent a few minutes explaining to her new boss that they'd gone h
Emily's phone conversation didn't seem to be going well when Natalie returned to the room forty minutes later, wearing a fluffy white robe and a matching towel wrapped around her head.From the way she frowned, pouted and gestured wildly with her hands as she launched into a lengthy explanation of why she had to drop the gala at the last minute, Natalie figured she was chatting with Paul, and he was giving her a hell of a time.She pulled away from the conversation long enough to fangirl over Natalie's colourful unicorn slippers."Aw, unicorns! They're so pretty. I want them!" she gushed, blowing kisses at her feet as she left the room to continue her chat in the lounge.Natalie laughed and turned to her closet. The slippers were a farewell gift from her brother. They were supposed to bring magic into her life. She was still waiting.She sighed with despair as she scanned the row of inexpensive clothes hung in a neat line. Half of the outfits were corporate wear, and the other, a bunch
Pushing her uneasiness aside, Natalie walked around the room, trying out the shoes. They were more comfortable than any pair she'd ever owned.Now that she knew the difference between cheap and expensive shoes, there was no going back. But after she got Jamie a new kidney."I feel like a princess!" she giggled, giddy with excitement and anticipation. "Where's my tiara?""Coming right up."But it wasn't a tiara. It was a statement necklace.Natalie had never seen so many diamonds in one place, so she had to ask. "Is it insured? What if I lose it?""Of course, Paul's insured it!" Emily nodded. "But I doubt Clooney and his crew plan to stop by The Empress tonight to pull off the heist of a century.""But—""Stop worrying and be good. Let's put this on."The necklace felt heavy and cold on her bare skin, but Natalie loved how it glistened in the afternoon sunlight. She liked shiny things. They were her favourite."Now, let's go over tonight." Emily led her to the bed and told her what to e
After working through the night to catch up on three months' worth of reports, Levi was too tired to return to his place, so he passed out in his office.He slipped into a long dreamless sleep for twelve hours straight. It would have been longer if Mark hadn't pitched up.His partner let himself in and nudged him awake, his voice unnecessarily cheerful for the time of day, "Van Holt, wake up! Time to suit up!""God, no!" Levi groaned, pulling his Chassis hoodie over his head to block out Mark's voice."God, yes! We have a thing in two hours!" Mark held up a black and gold invitation card in one hand and a suit bag and shoebox in the other. He placed everything on the coffee table and drew the remote-controlled blinds, instantly flooding the room with sunlight."What thing?" Levi asked, narrowing his eyes to block out the glaring light as he sat up."The charity gala. Your father couldn't get a hold of you.""Oh, shoot!" Levi reached for his phone on the coffee table. He remembered hear
The fountain was the first thing Natalie noticed when the car pulled up in front of the entrance. It was bigger than her flat and way prettier, too. But then again, everything about this place was incredible, from the well-maintained gardens she'd caught a glimpse of when they drove into the solid Cape Dutch facade.The hotel supposedly housed one hundred and twenty-five guest rooms and fifteen suites. Natalie believed it. The place was massive. She'd need a map to find her way around.Thankfully, Paul was already waiting for her at the entrance before the sheer size of The Empress could overwhelm her completely.She'd expected a tall, gorgeous man in his thirties. But from his looks alone, Paul had no right to be the self-absorbed jerk Emily had described."Noelle?" He asked in a deep voice before he took her hand and kissed it.But since he was such a gentleman, Natalie could almost put aside her first impressions of him. Almost."You must be, Paul," she said with a smile, slipping i
Levi finally figured out what was different about Mark halfway through the main course.It was his hair.Three months ago, his friend had a faux hawk. But he'd cut all his hair now, and his bald head glistened under the shimmering chandelier.Mark's new look reminded Levi of a younger Samuel L Jackson. He had the foul vocabulary to match, too, but their table of hoteliers didn't mind. They were all enraptured by him and his stories, hanging on to his every word as he recounted his glory days as Rock Union University's fly half and Chassis' early struggles before it became a powerhouse. By the time the waiters wheeled in their dessert, they were all eating out of his palm. But, Mr Rice was still on the fence about jumping into bed with Van Holt Industries, and Levi suspected it was all his fault. Mark had given him one job today: to keep the young Mrs Stephanie Rice happy.He was failing miserably at the task.He didn't shower Stephanie with as many compliments as she had clearly expect