Escort Me!

EPISODE 1

She looked out at the night sky and suddenly, she felt like a fish in a glass bowl. Was this not what she had been aspiring to? Were these not her fantasies? But as she walked around slowly, in 9 inches stiletto Jimmy Choos, in the Pent House of her dreams, surrounded by glass walls reflecting the night sky all around her, all she felt in that moment, was empty.

The luxurious space was empty and quiet, except for the ‘click clack’ sounds her heels made on perfectly polished porcelain tiles. She took her time walking the full length of the living room, admiring the cool ambience, the art works she knew were original Rembrandt, the fire place with the gas logs that looked very real, the rich jet black grand piano in the corner and the strong aura of exciting danger. Finally, she walked away from the living room and made her way to the bedrooms.

She knew a master when she saw one and after opening 4 doors, all with varying degrees of class and understated opulence, she found it. It was nestled at the corner of the house, with mechanical glass walls that could be dimmed and dark brown and red interior design. It gave off a very strong masculine energy, coupled with class. The four poster was draped in deep red satin and the duvet was thick dark brown fur. She ran her fingers through it and fought the urge to sink into what she knew would be a luscious mattress.

She inhaled deeply and the smell of musk and sandalwood permeated her nostrils. She knew without a doubt, an Alpha lived here. There was no mistaking that energy.

“Rain!”

A baritone voice said from behind her and she whirled around to see who had spoken her name, her true name. Because she hardly ever heard her true name these days and certainly not from the lips of clients.