Destiny Lane Escort Novels & Stories

Luther contacts Roxan and Shaira in preparation for the surprise reunion of Kristina and Nathaniel. He asked them to book an exclusive dinner party at Balay Dako Dining in Tagaytay. It is one of the most well-known events places in Tagaytay for most engagement, christening, and wedding parties. While being busy discussing with the two young ladies, Luther received a call then from his friend who is investigating the whereabouts of Ms. Vista, his run-away VP.

I got his line and placed a call, luckily at that moment he was free from international duties and available for me. Now it happened that one of the reasons I employed Estella as my escort was because she wrote she was single on her profile. A single woman is the best for an escort duty that is long term and particularly one that features sex, there would be no conflict with anybody. Now I discovered she lied to me. Aside from this, I want to know why she is scared. Here comes Damon!

“Good, listen up. He came early to do a scan of the rooms above, below and side by side. That means your room. I am sending a girl up to act as a prostitute and Damian you are going to have to play it off that you came here for some ass. Jaxson, you need to hide! I will be assisting them in their inspection but you better get ready. We will be there in ten and the girl is on her way now!” “Fuck!” jumping up, I started piling all the paperwork into a pile. Stuffing them neatly but hurriedly into their folder they came in. “Bye.” Damian ran to his room and came back out in just his boxer. A ding at the elevator signaled us that someone was entering our room. We both froze as the doors opened a

Leaned back in his chair. And smiled like a man who’d just bet everything on red, and believed the wheel was finally spinning in his favor. Across town, Destiny sat in the back of the town car on her way home. The city lights streaked past the tinted windows like falling stars. Her phone buzzed. She opened the message. Read it. Looked at the photos Ronan had attached—the rooftop at dusk, candles flickering, the bridge glowing in the background. Her lips curved—slow, satisfied, a little wicked. She saved the address and smiled to herself in the dark.

Madam Lucille almost never called this late. “My dear, we have a new client. He needs an escort asap.” Leanne laughed. “Don’t they all?” “I’ll send his file to you in a minute but I’ll need you to come down from your apartment in twenty minutes. His chauffeur will be picking you up.” “Alright.” Leanne was one of the highest-paid escorts from Madame Lucille’s House of Angels and her clients involved the country’s most powerful and the elite with social circles of billionaires, tycoons and A-list celebrities.

she said and directly walked through the her door and glance for a last time before she twisted the knob saying, “Meet me in front gate.” She went outside and saw her talking to the guards and nodded to what she said. Destino rushed going out to terrace and sneaked if someone sees him. He hide to some of the alleys and stride to reach the front gate. And he automatically saw Argen embracing herself. She smiled at him and nod. Destino followed her pacing forth and turning left where the gazebo was located.

I take one last look before I pull out of the driveway and head toward the highway. I make another phone call on the way into the city and put in the escort service Estella told me about in the GPS. She gave me the address and told me what she could remember about Vivian, the bouncer, and how deep her brother was. I hated having to hear about all the pain she's suffered in her life, but in a way it brought us closer together. Once I pull up outside the building, I get out of the SUV and make my way inside. There's a lounge in the front with velvet couches, dark drapes, and soft music playing. There's a reception desk with a woman behind it wearing lingerie.

Destiny's dress literally flows on the wind as she walks. Coren opens the door for her, only keeping it open for me as an afterthought. Once we're inside the restaurant, Destiny looks even more beautiful. The crystal chandelier casts a cool light that hits her just enough to make her look like she’s glowing, soft music floats from a live band suspended on a platform in the middle of the large restaurant, candles flicker against white linen tabletops and the sound of people talking somehow melds extremely well with the melody of strings and violins.

Dante kindly suggested. “Yes, please do. I’ll see if I can too. Oh, one more thing," I added." Our oldest escort left today. Layla. Can you have someone watch over her? I’m not so confident about what they do to these women after they are allowed to leave,” I explained. “I don’t have a last name for her though.” “That’s alright. Layla has been here for a long time and I know her. I’ll hire someone to find out where she is being taken and make sure she’s okay,” Dante assured me.

Grace frowned. Enrique drew her into his arms, and asked, "what's this that I smell?" "What?" Grace queried, confused. "Jealousy," Enrique laughed. Grace slapped his shoulder and bragged, "I'm not jealous. You seem to forget who I am. I am Delilah, the most sort after female escort of Stunning Agency. I am the face of the brand, I am too beautiful to be jealous of anyone else. Enrique laughed before claiming her red lips that looked so inviting, he couldn't help himself.