The Billionaire's Escort

d away from my legs. I wore one of her dresses, the kind

wled at her. “I don’t want

difference.”

s yo

me a kiss and I rolled m

at the reception. “I brought m

ite smile. She could have been a toothpaste model for ho

hen you’re done, Alicia will do your interview.” She beamed another blinding smile at me.

ing especially careful not to miss the fine print. Satisfied that I had a choice what happened between myself and the client and that I was in no way forced into anyt

high heels. “Babe you’ll see you’re going to m

st s

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fice, offering me a seat on her lim

y working with us.” Her eyes wandered over my face and my

thing like this before, nev

f you don’t mi

s for a living. She was gorgeous and poised, her ex

ed her shoes – leopard print Louboutin stilettos. “I just have one thing I want you to keep in mind. At our agency we ensure that our cli

at if the client demands some

nt is entirely between yourselves. But be

n I’ve seen too many reports of missing woma

ke every measure to ensure both client and escort’s safety. Although in this professio

d we’ll get you out in a flash. We do keep in touch with our girls and all our phones are fitted with a track

othing

few photos, if you

ur

. I’ll get wardrobe a

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office. Rocking black skintight leggings, electric pink shirt under a black three-quarter jack

!” he

ad I wondered. Ali

irl. Katja meet Fabio. He

can only do so much but this girl…

Marc is on his way with wardrobe. We

ith his assistants. The offic

ooking me over from the top to the bottom. He was a light-skinned Asian guy with classical features, flawless, almost

e far end of the room. Alicia pointed t

photographer was waiting for me, his lights

my hair. “Up or do

Marc said and e

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smiling so much and not to say my feet… God, they were killing me. I was used to running

. She looks as if she could pass out any

n on the couch I took off the heels and rubbe

otos done I’ll get to work on your profile with the information you’ve provide

o?” I didn’t expect t

t see if he’s interested and I’ll fill you in. Do

kay.”

od in my apartment, so this was the first food I had today. My money situation… to say it was

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t to meet a lot of nice people. Maybe even get a sugar daddy.” We were a

idea was ridiculous. I don’t want to depend on a man ever again. I’

g the glass between her fingers. “Hmm. I wouldn’t mind. Being spoiled by an old

It’s been three days and I haven’t heard anything from the agency. Brittany was going to meet one of her clients tonig

ency! I stared at the number on my phone

in my ear, startling me so b

ing.” My voice soun

,” her cheerful voice sounded in my ear. “The man I told you about

speech

” she chuckled. “A

” Shit I have n

ictory dance, spilling