Dennis’ povThe key turned in the lock as I got into the house. The drive home had been all about shaking off the… the weirdness of the hotel. Lydia’s face, all desperate and hopeful in that expensive room that smelled like bleach and mistakes.She just didn’t get it.What part of ‘I’m married’ is wrong? And not just married. Married to him. Alex.I pushed the door open and the first thing I felt was cold. Not broken air conditioner cold or anything like that but… on purpose cold. Crisp night kind of chilly but inside the house. And smell? Flowers. I looked to the fooor and saw rose petals, fanned out across the dark floor from the front door and leading into the stairs. Red ones. Dark red. It was then that a sound got to my ear. Music. The kind of music that’s all bass and no vocals.“Um,” I said in shock, “what?”I wasn’t planning to come back to this but to be honest there was only one person that could do this and that was none other but the great Alex.It was then that I notice
Sophia’s povStanding before her door was something I didn’t plan to do today or ever but now I was here I had no idea what to do.I had run out of options so being here to beg her to come back to me was all I could do at this time.With a deep sigh, I knocked on the door and waited as I heard a clatter inside before it opened for me to see her.“Oh. It’s you,” she said as I sighed and looked around the hallway before looking at her. “Well you can go back to your fancy house because I’m kind busy.”She tried to slam the door but I rolled up some cash from my purse and used it to block the door from slamming shut.The door stopped dead. There was just this… silence. The only sound was the rustle of the money against the cheap metal of the door frame. I could see one of her eyes through the crack, wide and furious, fixed not on me but on the cash. The anger in it was a live wire, but the money was a bucket of water.“You have some nerve,” she said while opening the door. “You think this
Sophia’s povI was paralyzed, stuck in the middle of that crappy motel room, my hands shaking but I’d never admit it. The nerve... no, the audacity of that woman. Lydia stood there in front of me talking to me as if I were the one who was weak.Her words still echoed in my ears. Go seduce Alex yourself! You lost him!Who did she think she was to talk to me like that?I could make her life a living hell. I could destroy her. Did she not know that?Like, I could just easily call my men and they would find where she is and make her life a living hell.But then it hit me that she was nothing to me but a sick puppy. That would be a waste of my time. I needed to let her go. She was not that important to me anyway.But it hurt that someone like that could talk to me like that and get away with it. Oh she had not seen the last of me yet. She was about to know who I really was.I took my bag and walked to the door and looked back to see the room again as the images played in my head once again
Lydia’s povI moved to one side so he could step through into the room. “After you.”It looked like he didn’t want to be in here but he soon entered and looked around. He walked to the window and looked out before turning to me.“Well?” He asked as I took in deep breaths.I made myself advance, letting the silk of my dress gleam for an instant. My heels rang on the floor and every sound seemed to beat in the calm nature of the room. I made sure my hips swayed from left to right as I walked to him and held his chin in place.“How about you sit and relax big boy,” I smiled. “While I take care of you.”“You need to…”“Shhh,” I placed a hand to his lips to stop him from saying anything as I pressed my lips to his.His lips were locked and cold but that didn’t stop me from trying my best. After a while I looked at him well and smiled.“You’re shy, hm? That’s fine.”Then i turned around and started to twerk as I let my dress float open so he would see what he was missing.He simply stared
Sophia’s povLooking at the woman before me I saw how different she was.With her aura being high with her new clothing, it made me know I had done something good. At least she was going to seduce half the men in this town with her new found body.I took her to an expensive hotel and we got into the room as I showed her around. “This place will be good for the job. Now remember, I want a clean job. I don't want you falling my hand. If I need that done I'll call my maids. Even my dogs are far better than they are.”She gulped as I knew my points were getting across to her.“What should I do now?" She asked in a timid voice as I faceslapped myself." Weren't you listening to me?” I almost yelped in anger. " I said call him. It's that simple. God you're frustrating the fuck out of me.”She nodded as I looked at her and at that point I knew she would not make this work. She was useless. It was better I find a way to make this work than depend on her. It was clear she was going to fail me.
Sophia’s povI hadn’t even finished my club breakfast when I dragged Lydia through the gleaming glass doors of one of the most expensive boutiques downtown. The air smelled like it here, exclusive. Some light floral scent covering up the scent of money. While I walked into the halls, her shoes make clicking sounds that drew attention to us as I frowned. I looked back to see her clutching her cheap bag like she was afraid someone would steal from her.Fucking pathetic.“Relax,” I snapped without bothering to look at her again as I turned forward. “You’re with me. No one’s going to ask you to leave… unless you keep moving like you don’t belong.”She jerked, then attempted to straighten her spine, lifting her chin an inch, but it wasn’t enough. I inhaled slowly and deeply before exhaling.A sales woman in sleek black glided over, her eyes sparkling at the sight of me. “Miss Sophia,” she said in a smile, “what a delight it is to see you this morning. What can I do for you today?”“I’d