Deal Part 1/3

Nicki's P.O.V

I walked through the crowd holding James' arm wait no his name is John or maybe it's Jim, anyways I was holding my client's arm as he lead me through the crowd of people, we were trying to get out of this place, but as we were nearing the entrance of the venue people kept on stopping us in our tracks so they could say bye to my client whatever his name is. As usual I played along and smiled while saying bye to his friends, colleagues or associates like the perfect trophy I was supposed to be.

The only thing on my mind was to get out of here, I was exhausted and needed to get home ASAP.

When we got out of the venue a car was awaiting and James or whatever his name was helped me in. He grabbed my hand and kissed it. I gave him a fake smile which is what I do best.

"Thank you for spending the night in my company." He spoke to me, I fought the urge to roll my eyes at the old white man who was smiling at me, he seemed to be in his late fourties or early fifties. I don't even remember what job he does, he might be a politician or some high up lawyer or judge, when they're not doctors that's the type of jobs they practice and to be honest I don't give a damn, I'm good as long as they can afford my services.

"No, thank you for showing me such a good time." I lied when the only thing on my mind was getting the rest of my money and getting home.

The man kissed my cheek before getting his hand in his pocket and getting his wallet I smiled, a real smile for the first time since the beginning of this evening. He pulled a few bills out of his wallet and handed them to me, I counted the money, it was five hundred dollars, added to the five hundred I got earlier it's a total of one thousand, twenty five percent of it goes to Billy, so that leaves me with seven hundred and fifty dollars. Enough to make me forget about the horrible night I just had.

He kissed my hand one last time after I gave him a nod and then he closed the door to the car and the driver drove off after I had given him my address. I immediately took my heels off freeing my worn out feet and I grabbed a wine glass before pouring myself some red wine, I know I already had enough during the evening but I really needed one more.

About thirty minutes later, the driver pulled in my driveway, I grabbed my clutch and got some money out.

"Oh, no ma'am it's on mister Wilson." The driver spoke looking at me through the rear view mirror, I already knew it but I pulled the money out just in case my client was an ass and didn't pay for my ride. 

I smiled at the driver and tipped him before thanking him and getting out of the car with my shoes in hand, of course he helped me out of it. 

I regretted the decision I took as soon as my bare feet touched the cold ground. I ran towards the front door and got my keys from my clutch and used it to open the door to the house.

When I walked in all the lights were off and I didn't hear any noise. I guess the girls aren't home yet, there's no way they'd be asleep at this time, it was late for everyone else but not for us. I live with my three best friends, Ariana, Amber and Ashley , I know it sucks that my name doesn't start with an 'A'. By the way I'm Onika, but I go by Nicki, everyone calls me that ever since I was very little and also it's useful to have a nickname in my lane of work.

As I was heading to my room I heard my phone ring, it was Billy calling, I don't know why that nigga thinks it's right to call me at this time. Anyways I picked up and pressed the phone to my ear.

"Hey Nic ! How did it go tonight ?" Billy's loud ass, screamed in the phone almost deafening me.

"It was the most boring event ever. But why are you calling me this late Billy ?" I enquired.

"I got something for you Barbie." Billy answered and I could almost hear is infamous grin.

"And you couldn't wait tomorrow morning to tell me this ?" I said rolling my eyes.

"No, then you would have complained about the short notice."

"Why when is it ?"

"Tomorrow night." Billy answered lowly, he knew I would flip on him for this.

"Now Billy you know I don't take clients two nights in a row. I can't do that I got school, how am I supposed to study ?" I almost screamed in the phone, I hate when he does that, he knows I don't do that but also he knows I'll end up saying yes because I need the money.

"I know , I know, but it's a last minute thing and he wanted you and no one else, I tried to talk him into choosing another girl but he wanted you and he pays double." Billy said the last part in an excited tone knowing that would make me change my mind.

"Burned by my own success I guess." I sighed and I heard Billy cheering.

"Who is he ?" I asked him getting back to business.

"The man's a heart surgeon or something like that, I don't know what kind of event he's taking you to though, all I know is that you have to meet with him at four seasons..." Billy started but I cut him off.

"Four Seasons as in the hotel ? You better be kidding me."

 This type of things are why people believe escorts are prostitutes, yes I am an escort and my job consists in escorting rich men , I mean the name speaks for itself but people like to mix everything. All I do is accompany these men to nice events or stuff like that, I've never had sex or any kind of sexual contacts with any of my clients, I might have kissed one or two or let them rub on me a little but that's it, I would never ever have sex with no one for money, no matter how much you got. I started escorting when I was 22 and I'm 25 now, It all started when Ashley talked to me about it, her Amber and Ariana are all co workers of mine. We all work for the same agency, and Billy is like a kind of manager to us , he arranges everything for us so that all we have to do is be pretty and we don't have to arrange everything or be in contact with the agency twenty four on seven , he's the one who calls whenever we're needed.

Now you must be asking yourself why ? Why would I choose to do that. Well believe it or not , there's no dramatic ass stories behind it, I was just a 'normal' 20 year old girl when I left home to start school here in Houston , I want to become a surgeon, a pediatric surgeon actually. I think saving little munchkins lives is just the most beautiful thing I could have decided to do with my life. At the end of this year I'll have my medical degree and then I'll have to do five years of surgical residency and two years of fellowship in pediatric surgery meaning I'll be an actual surgeon at 32. By then that's how I make my money.

Now back to the story, so when I got to Houston, which isn't even that far from my home town I just decided to move to the city, and moved with Ari and Amb in that raggedy ass apartment we used to live in, my parents sent me money to pay my part of the rent and I had to work for the rest, I worked as a waitress in a restaurant downtown, I wasn't getting that much money but it was enough to eat and put clothes on my back I guess, the thing is I love, love, love nice things and would always end up struggling to make both ends meet. When we met Ashley, she told us about her job at the agency I didn't see what was wrong about it, I mean basically all we do is sit by these guys during nice events or diners I would never even have thought about going to, we act right, sit up straight say one or two smart things whenever we're asked and we do all of that with grace and elegance and we let everyone think whatever they want to. The men who ask for our services are wealthy men who don't have no woman in their lives and need to boost their confidence by having a beautiful girl on their arms during social gathering or you can also have the gay guy who needs a girl because he's too afraid to come out. So yeah we're just helping these guys out, without doing anything with them in exchange for a lot of cash and when your clients like you and are satisfied with how an event or a diner went they often send you presents on top of becoming regulars and that's it. Sadly that's not how people see it, everyone who knows what we do or even hears the word escort thinks prostitute, I mean there are some alright most 'escorts' don't mind having sex with their clients and most become high class prostitutes but they don't represent all of us. 

I don't know how but my parents found out about my activities as my mom calls my job and they decided to completely cut me off, I haven't heard from them nor my brother in three years. But I chose that lifestyle and I'm good with it, I don't do nothing "disgusting" or "unethical" and "immoral" as people would say, at the end of the day I can pay my bills, and the girls and I moved into this mansion a year ago and I can pay for all the luxurious stuff I want, even though most are presents from clients and I do all that but still have more respect for myself than most of these hoes you run into in town and who dare to look down on you.

"He stays there and y'all gotta figure some stuff out, I guess you're not simply playing trophy this time around.

This made sense, things like that happened a lot, clients tend to ask for us to meet them to sort stuff out when they need us as more than just a trophy. See a trophy is just the girl that follows around and smiles like an idiot all night. Mostly requested by old politicians who only hang out with crazy pervs and want to fit in but clearly isn't that type of guy . Basically I'm just here to make all the other guys believe that I'm just like the 19 year old slut they got on their arm so that my client doesn't feel excluded during those  totally unofficial events. Now there are other types of clients who need a lady to accompany them to more important events or business diner. These are more interesting to me, you actually have to play a role which I love doing you have to be the classy, elegant, smart yet overly sexy girlfriend, these clients are generally younger and they are wealthy man who don't have female partners for numerous different reasons but need one to match their people's standards. That's you have to plan a whole strategy because your play has to be credible.

"Alright, I'll meet with him there, just give him my phone number, so I can have the time and stuff."

"Good, bye Nic."

"Bye." I hang up the phone and threw it on my bed, I grabbed my personal phone from my purse and answered the few text messages I had received during the night before undressing and grabbing everything I needed for my bath, I got in the bathroom and started running myself a bath then I pulled a robe on and got downstairs to the kitchen, I got some pre-made fruit salad from the fridge and was about to make my way back upstairs when I heard the front door open and close. I walked to the foyer to see who it was and was met with Ariana.

"Hey girl." I greeted her with a smile.

"Hey." She answered taking her shoes and her coat off.

"Where are you coming from ?"

"Remember Donald Watson ? Went to some crazy ass diner party with his old ass, his people are weird, one of them asked if we could arrange to do something with him and him and the broad he had with him , like a foursome this is disgusting."

"You always get the craziest ones Ari , I feel for you." I laughed at her.

"Yeah laugh , but look what he gave me to make up for his friends stupidity." Ari said showing me her wrist and there was a magnificent white gold and diamond bracelet.

"You're a lucky bitch." I spoke to her before we walked up the stairs holding hands, we walked upstairs and separated ways when she walked to her room and I walked towards the bathroom, I stopped the water and checked my bath temperature before taking my robe off and getting into the tub.

After my bath, I went downstairs to the living room where I just chilled with Ari, as we waited for Amber and Ashley. Ari was telling me about her night. Fun thing about Ari is she looks like a baby, she's so cute and everyone buys that, everyone thinks she's that cute little fragile girl when really she has to be the wildest of us. There's Ari by day and Ari by night.

A little bit of time later Amber and Ashley came back home. We hang out for a little bit and then I went up to my room, I love these girls but I need to study, as every night I fell asleep with my books and revision card all over my bed because I was tired as hell. I always fall asleep studying.

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The next day I woke up at 6:30 after a very short night, I got ready for school, after taking a shower I straightened my hair along with Ariana we share the same bathroom and Ash and Amb share the other one. After straightening my hair I got my makeup done and went to chose an outfit. I like to look cute yet toned down when I go to school or when I go out everyday, I'm just like any other girl.

Once I was ready, I grabbed my purse and the keys to my white Bentley, it's a present from a client, I'm the one and only girl he ever asks services from and he got me this car when I escorted him to a business diner and he got a huge contract, thanks to me, well I did nothing but talk art with his investor's wife but I guess I made a good impression so yeah he bought me a car.

I got in my car and drove off , I was exhausted but I had to get to school and to top it off I got work tonight, just great but I guess I can't complain with the money I'm about to make.

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After school, I drove home, and I found Amber there.

"Hey you." I spoke to her and went to kiss her, I haven't seen her this morning.

"Hey, how are you ?" She asked as she sat on the leather couch and painted her toe nails.

"I'm great, you ?" I asked knowing the answer already.

"I'm pissed right now, do you know what Cam had the nerve to tell me today ?" Amber asked me putting the nail polish down.

Here we go for another episode, Cameron and her have been on and off for about a year now and she told him about the whole escort thing a month ago and he flipped which is understandable but the thing is they've been at each other's throat about it since then , he wants her to quit, like completely quit, but Amber says she won't quit until she gets the exact amount of money she wants, she has it all sorted out, just like all of us, it ain't like she wants to make a career in escorting it is just a way to get where she wants to but that's not Cameron views on things so he wants her to quit period, they both stick up to their guns and neither one of them wants to make an effort. This is an impossible situation, and it's sad because I know for sure that Amber loves him, she loves him like crazy but she's about to lose him because he ain't even trying to understand this and she isn't the type to say yes to whatever he asks her to do. I guess they're both right and wrong at the same time. This is so complicated. See that's exactly why I don't want no man , this is why I avoid them as much as possible, granted it's even more complicated for us given our activity but love in general is too much of a complication and men are all the same, they're not worth time or energy they're just not worth it. They're the enemy, I don't need nor want them around me.

"What did he say again ?" I sighed sitting next to her on the couch, this is going to be a long ass conversation, but hey this is my friend so I'm willing to sit and listen to her.

"So, he done tell me he was done with my trifling ass and that I could go and fuck all my sugar daddies. Can you believe that ?..."

Told you this is going to be a long ass conversation.

After calming Amber down, I went upstairs to start getting ready for that mysterious "date", it's weird because usually I know who it is, why they need me and what is the occasion and stuff but here I know nothing and I have to meet with some man I don't even have the name of at a hotel, I'm just not liking it. Besides I don't even know how to dress and to me that is the worst part, with all the time it takes me to get ready, I'd be damned if I'm not dressed appropriately. I chose a simple yet classy look now I just hope it fits for whatever this is.

When I was ready, I called for a car to take me to Four Seasons, when I got there, I got to the indicated room and knocked on the door, I wasn't really nervous, I'm never nervous about these , I was just curious, and that man whoever he was, was taking way too long to get the damn door.

I waited for like two minutes before the door opened and I wasn't ready for what I saw, a woman, around my age I'd say, cute, light skinned, green eyes, tall, she had long hair, that looked a mess by the way, smudged make up, her dress wasn't zipped and she had her shoes in her hand. Speaks for itself. She gave me a small smile before walking past me and putting her shoes on, I watched as she walked away while trying to zip her dress in the back. I heard someone clearing their throat, it snapped me out my thoughts. I turned my head towards the man who stood at the door inside the room. So that mysterious client who wants to meet in a hotel just screwed this girl. I started wondering what he actually wanted from me, maybe he got it twisted and thinks I'm a prostitute, I mean this dude just done fucked that chick and now he thinks he's gonna fuck me here in that room. Wait why am I still standing here, I should run away. All these thoughts whirled in my head when suddenly I heard someone speak.

"Hello !" The guy at the door called.

I looked at him and unexpectedly I was met with a handsome man. Tall, I'd say 6 feet tall, caramel skin, hazel eyes,  three days' stubble, tiny curls on his head which made him look even more handsome and he was shirtless, which gave me the chance to peep at his six pack. I looked at him speech less, this is it. For the first time I was nervous, I felt like the air was knocked out of my lungs, and my throat got dry, the words staying stuck there. 

I looked back up at his face and was met by a wicked grin. 

"Hey !" He called again. This it time it was efficient as I recollected myself and gathered my thoughts before speaking back.

"Erm hi." Here you go Nic, making yourself look like a fool. I scolded myself in my head.

"I'm Dr. Graham, I mean Drake, sorry professional habit." He flashed me a perfect smile that made me melt inside. He held his hand out for me to shake, I was about to do so but then I what I just saw.

"I'd rather not."I said walking in when he stepped aside. 

"Fair enough." He chuckled and walked past me. I looked around the suite ,it was very luxurious of course. We stopped in the sitting section and he sat down on the couch but I just stood there.

"Well, have a seat." He said showing me the spot next to him.

"Again, I'd rather not, I don't know what y'all did on that couch." I said seriously. He smiled at me before answering.

"Don't worry it's safe. Don't sit on the bed though." I don't even know why I gave him a small smile before sitting on the couch.

"Nicki right ?"

"Yeah, that's it."

"Well, I'm Drake." He spoke staring at me in a way that made me uncomfortable.

"Yeah, I think you've mentioned that already."

"Right I did sorry."

"It's nothing. So, what am I here for ?" I asked him getting straight to business, the atmosphere was awkward and I wanted this to be over as soon as possible.

"Well, erm, what I need you for is erm kinda weird." He said nervously scratching the back of his neck.

"Look, I don't do that, actually I think I better leave if that's what you want." I was about to get up and leave but he grabbed my arm.

"No, no, I wasn't talking about that." He stopped and I stood before him, my arms folded over my chest.

"I need you to be my girlfriend for the night." He spoke, I didn't see what was unusual.

"Why, I think yo got someone who'd gladly be that." I nodded towards the door, I don't even know why I made that joke but I did and it made him chuckle.

"Nah, I don't think she's into me like that." He said making the cutest face ever.

"Right, it's more like you get into her." I said causing him to burst out laughing.

"I see yo got jokes." He said as I sat back down.

"So, what do I have to do exactly ?" I asked getting serious again.

"Ok, here's the weird thing, we're going to diner, diner with erm with my family." He said looking down at his feet, I frowned looking at him and thinking it was a joke.

"You're jocking right ?" I asked him and he shook his head no.

"I'm not." He said seriously.

"You're willing to pay that much money for a diner with your family ?" I asked, I mean this is a first.

Drake's P.O.V

I looked at my hands , I couldn't even answer that, I felt stupid, I don't know what's wrong with me at the moment, I usually don't act like that around women but there was this thing about her that made me nervous. Now I've had my share of women, pretty women, all kinds of women, but I've never seen, never cross path with a woman like her, she's gorgeous, she's the most beautiful human being I've ever seen in my life and I'm not even exaggerating things, she is just gorgeous, she has the most beautiful deep brown eyes, and has long, curly, shiny, black hair. Earlier as she stood before me, I was captured by her wide hips, she has generous breasts just how I like them. I gotta admit, I'm a fan of her voluptuous curves but what I like the most has to be her smile and the that show every time she smiles. No wonder why she costs me that much she's worth it and way more. I think her beauty along with her confidence and the way she carries herself is what makes me so nervous.

I got myself together before answering her question.

"I am willing to yes, it's not like you weren't worth it." I smiled at her.

"Right, I know I'm totally worth it but I mean, it's your family we're talking about you're going to pay me to act like I was your girlfriend for a family diner ?" She looked at me as if I were crazy.

"Yes, the hing is, I am in a complicated situation right now, I kinda told my mother that I had a fiancee and wants to meet that girl who doesn't exist so erm I talked about it to a friend of mine and he recommended you, I know it's crazy but,I can't tell my mother I lied and she's expecting to see me arrive with the perfect girl and I heard you could be anyone so I thought why not. I know it's not what you do but, I thought you could I don't know..." I rambled on feeling extremely dumb, what 31 year old grown up does that, I lied to my mother and told her I had a fiancee, thing is, my parents are the traditional type they always thought their son would be married and have kids by his 30th birthday and I passed thirty and am not even married, they've been threatening to get me off their will if I didn't settle down but I don't want that, I love women trust me I do , and maybe that's why I can't settle down, I love them too much, I love everything about them and I'm nothing near ready to commit to one. I love diversity.

I don't need my parent's money, I do well by myself but I'm their only child and I won't stand seeing all that money go to the state when I'm sitting there. I've been lying to my mother about my imaginary girlfriend since that day when she visited me when I was still studying and she found girl's stuff in my house, really these were the last girl I had in my bed's stuff. I couldn't even remember her name. Last year I got tired of having both my parents on my back I told my mother I was engaged to that girl. That's the worst idea I've ever had.

"Ok, ok, I get it , Look I'm not here to judge you, that's why I won't say that what you did isn't the smartest thing there was to do. But I'll gladly help you, I'd be a fool to say no with what you pay me." She shrugged with a smirk on her face,

"Stop judging me."  I said in a joking tone.

"I'm not judging you, now, who is that perfect woman, in your mother's eyes of course." She spoke with that smirk still on her face.

"When do you stop making cutting remarks ?" I asked acting hurt but she understood that I was just playing worth her.

"Never, but any ways, how do I become the perfect woman ?" She asked me sitting up straight and took her coat off.

I went on to tell her about how she was supposed to act and everything I had told my family about my alleged fiancee.

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Moments later we were on point and it was time to leave and go to my parent's, they don't live in Houston , they wanted to get away from the city and so they did.

"Wait , how about my outfit ?" She asked, standing up and I looked at her, she was wearing a black dressed that hugged her curves, but it wasn't showing at all and wasn't making her look vulgar, it a simple black dress and she looked good in it but then again , I think a woman like her would look good in anything. 

"It's perfect." I said even though I don't know anything in woman clothing. 

"Ok. Now you, what are you wearing ? Don't tell me I spent over two hours getting ready and you're gonna be wearing this." She said pointing to my sweatpants and T-shirt. 

"Nah, nah, I'll try and match your excellence." I joked. It's crazy how we act. I feel like I've known her for years when we really met an hour ago.

"Yea, you better do that." She answered and plopped on the couch. I smiled at her before going to go take a shower and getting dressed. 

Nicki's P.O.V

When Drake walked towards me all dressed up with his suit jacket in hand I instantly melted inside He looked even better like that. I saw him struggling with his cuff links so I got up and went to help him with it then grabbed his tie from his hand and tied it for him. I don't usually get this close to clients, I don't talk to them unless I have to, I don't even look at them but there was this thing about him. He is different from them all, he's younger, he's handsome and he's nice and doesn't seem creepy. Maybe that's the only reason why I'm drawn to him in some way but that doesn't mean anything. I'm just happy because I won't have to spend the night with a bunch of old, wrinkled and creepy men that's it.

"Thank you very much." He smiled at me and went to grab his coat.

"Ready ?" He asked me with that charming smile of his and couldn't help but smile back at him before nodding and walking past him and towards the door.

We were at the back of the car that was driving us to his parent's and he kept grumbling under his breath while on his phone.

"What is it ?" I asked throwing a glance in his direction.

"We're late." He answered not looking up from his phone.

"Maybe if you got ready before I got there instead of screwing that girl we wouldn't be late." I joked and he laughed before placing his hand on my thigh.

"Is my lovely fiancee jealous ?"

The warmth of his hand on my thigh made me feel something, but I didn't let it show, I took his hand off my thigh and let it fall on his.

"Not even a little bit." I spoke focusing my gaze on the moving landscape I was watching through the window.

I don't believe that but anyways." He said and went back to his phone. The car was silent for a while, usually I don't mind it, my clients aren't supposed to be friends so I don't talk to them but the silence between him and I was nerve wracking.

I pulled my phone out and started texting to distract myself, I was smiling at one of Amber's texts when I felt his gaze on me, at first I decided not to look up, not wanting to meet his look but after a while I knew he was still looking at me so I decide to throw a quick glance in his direction to make sure, when my eyes met his I was caught up. I don't know what was happening, why we were staring at each other like that. I felt my stomach tying into knots when he smiled at me and licked his lips. 

The sound of my phone going off broke me out of my trance. He chuckled when I turned my head away to read my texts. After answering the text I turned to look at the window. I can't look at him again, I gotta get it back together, what's going on with me right now , why am I acting like this, 

I was snapped out of my thoughts when I felt someone tap my shoulder, I turned my head in their direction and was met by Drake's smiley face.

"We're here." He smiled at me before getting out and after taking a deep breath, I opened the car door and I was about to get out but he ran to me and held his hand out to help me. I took his hand and got out of the car.

This is going to be interesting.

New three part story. Please, please, please comment to let me know what you think.

I want you and Not so different will be updated next .

Mucho Love, XOXO