Chapter 2
Rhea POV
Why does the man always ask for fantasy room six? It is the strangest room. I look around the room. Everything in here is black and red. It is the most gothic room we have. At least I do not have a lot to set up. It is already set up to Damiens expectations. He seems to really like the dark colors. I find it creepy. One of the girls described this room as gothic romance. No. This is not romantic. Creepy for sure but not romantic. I feel like I am in a Romanian castle waiting to be taken by count Dracula or something. Maybe that is it. He is count Dracula coming to sweep me away into a whirlwind night of romance. That is a disturbing thought.
I need to check the tablet to see what his request are.
I pick the tablet up off the table. I power it on. Why don’t I ever get a charged tablet? I think Randall does this on purpose. I grab a charger out of the drawer and plug it in. I wait for a moment for it to power on. Finally, I scroll down and select my name from the talent list, click on appointments.
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Damien Alexander
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Rhea Orb
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one night up to 12 hours
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Damien requests Rhea for the night up to 12 hours with the option to purchase another night if Rhea is willing. Damien requests Rhea in Fantasy Room Six. Damien requests a candlelight and a table set up for a meal. Damien will bring food, drinks, and glasses. Damien requests only good conversation and an open mind. Please be waiting at the door when I arrive at 6 pm.
I scan the room. Tyler set up everything for me. I check the time. It is 555. I have five minutes. I check the table. Tyler put a long black and red silk table cloth on the table. He is really good. I need him to decorate my apartment. As long as he doesn’t decorate it in this gothic romance rival garbage. I light the candles on the table. I grab a few more and place them around the room and light the candles. This place looks like a fire hazard. I better keep my hair far away from the candles. I do not need to go up in smoke.
There is a knock at the door. I rush to the door. My boot catches in the rug and I land flat on my face. Damien walks in the finds me not standing at the door but trying to peel myself off the floor. Why on earth was I born this clumsy? This is so embarrassing.
"Oh my! Are you okay?" he asks.
I can not even answer him. I forgot how devilishly good-looking he is.
"I tripped trying to get to the door. The boots got caught on the rug," I say.
He helps me up. "Why don't you sit down. My men are bringing in our food and drinks," he ushers me to the table, "let me see your boots," he says.
Damien unzips my boot and removes the first one. He runs his hand up my leg to the zipper of the second one and unzips it and removes it.
"Your legs are far too beautiful to be covered up by these boots," he says as he tosses the boots behind him.
Well, that fall was worth him taking my boots off and touching my legs. He is so devilishly handsome. Why do I have to be the good girl? I know some of the girls so further with their client list. I would definitely give him a shot at my prize.
He sits there for a minute admiring my legs. "I am so sorry Damien. I was just trying to look beautiful for you tonight. I thought the boot would be a nice touch and well I honestly thought they were sexy," I say to him. He is still kneeled down in front of me.
“They are sexy, but your legs are sexier,” he says.
His men put the food on the table and pour two glasses of wine for Damien and me. He really brought a big spread. Tyler is going to have a blast with all the leftovers. Damien never eats. I try everything he brings. The food is divine, but it is always way more than I can eat.
"I hope you like a good red. If you do not, I also brought champagne and a glass of white wine," he says
"Red is good, Thank you, Damien," I say to him with a smile.
Damien finally gets up and orders his men out. The food smells amazing. I cant wait to see what he brought this time. I never eat this good. My taste buds always love his visits.
"I brought normal food this time," he says with a laugh.
"That is not like you Damien. You always bring something new and exotic. Are you mad at me or something? You always treat me to something new to try," I say.
"Well, I was not sure if I would have a lot of time with you tonight and I have things I wish to discuss with you. I made the meal simple. I wanted to spend the bulk of my time talking with you about something very important," he says.
He uncovers the food and begins to make a plate for me. Having a client serve me is always a welcomed difference. It is usually me serving them. Not with Damien though. Damien treats me like a queen. Queen Rhea being served by the handsome Damien.
"I brought you steak, chicken, oysters, shrimp, and steamed vegetables. I hope you will enjoy it. One great thing about being this close to the water is all the great fresh seafood I can buy. There is no one I would rather share it with," Damien says.
He sits the plate down in front of me. I wait for him to make him a plate and sit down. He sits right next to me. "I do not expect you to eat all of that but please try a little bit of all of it. My chef made you a cheesecake. I remembered you telling me how much you love cheesecake," he says.
"Thank you. You are always so kind to me Damien. You always bring so much for little ole me. You know I can never eat all of this. I know you make you a plate, but you never eat. You just watch me eat, " I say.
I cut into the steak and chicken and sample it. This is amazing. I hope he does not think I am going to sleep with him. That is a hard NO. This is a fantasy room, not a prostitution house. However, if I ever do see him away from here it could happen. It will take more than food. That smile. That is what will get me in your bed, sir.
"How is it?" he asks.
"Fabulous. I cannot thank you enough for all of this amazing food. Can I ask why you wanted me for the night? You said you wanted to talk. I hope everything is okay," I say.
"Let us eat and then we will discuss everything, my dear. I want your full attention when we discuss business," he says.
Yep, he thinks I am going to sleep with him. This night is going to be a dilemia for me. How will I say no to him? I have to follow the rules.
"I would never try to take advantage of you Rhea. So please do not think that is what this is about. I have a proposal for you that would benefit us both greatly," he says.
"A proposal?" I inquire.
"Yes. A proposal. Eat up my precious and we will discuss everything," he says with a smile.