Natalia found herself once again heading for the house already well known by her. She knew she might earn a lot of money if she continued charging every encounter with Xavier, but it was different. It was different, because since the first time she heard about him, she wanted him. He transpired danger and Natalia wanted more than anything to venture up to have this kind of adrenaline close to her. And after all, of all men who paid extremely high amounts of money to touch her, Xavier was who gave her pleasure.
She knew he was a dangerous man and there was no space for romance in his life. But who would take romance with a prostitute? She was not paid for love. Was paid for lust. She knew deep down that the two cared about each other, but none could demonstrate. Their relationship was restricted to sex, but she knew he was not her client.
Natalia stepped on the accelerator when she reached on the familiar street, so he could hear the engine roar when she parked, knowing she was already there. Before leaving the car, she looked at herself in the rear-view mirror, putting a red lipstick on her lips. She opened the door and crossed the flowery garden listening to the sound of her heels hitting the floor until she got to the door. Arranging her cleavage, she decided to send him a message.
"You know, I’m not a fan of waiting."
| One more time |
There were only a few occasions where Xavier opened up the doors to his place to employees of Hypnotic. Sure, Mickey could come and go as much as he wanted, but he didn’t have visitors, nor friends to come over and just hang with him. Natalia was, of course, an exception.
What it started as curiosity to find out what all the fuss about her expertise was, had turned into a physical relationship that pleased Xavier very, very much. The woman was skilled, she knew what she was doing and she didn’t mind his rough ways. Xavier didn’t make love, he was not sweet, slow or gentle, he liked it strong, demanding and violent, and Natalia seemed to enjoy it as much as he did. He wasn’t a selfish lover, but it was hard for him to find a woman who was willing to have sex with him without getting attached, without demanding a relationship.
With Natalia sex was awesome, and he didn’t have to worry about the awkward conversation after, about the woman thinking she had some kind of right over him, that they were a couple. He didn’t have feelings for her, but he didn’t have feelings towards anyone, he thought, which made things much easier and practical. And he was honest to her, he didn’t make any promises, she knew exactly what he wanted.
And now she was coming over and Xavier knew that he needed this. After the long week he had, after lying straight to Mickey’s face, after making the biggest mistake he could ever do with Anastasia, he needed to vent his anger, his inner violence in a way that would please him, and Natalia was the perfect answer to his problems.
Natalia didn’t fear him, and he fucking adored that.
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Tonight.
Never busy? I’m honored to make it between your tight agenda. For you I always have time, Natalia. Tonight?
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I'm never busy to enjoy a good company, my friend. When are we meeting?
I thought you liked it more when I made you beg in bed, Natalia. Too bad you’re too busy being a bitch to enjoy the pleasure of my company.
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Thanks for the compliment, Ace. It's nice to meet you too, I hope you have only heard good things about me. You're a stripper, right?
“I usually don’t leisurely want sex with strangers when I’m off, especially not if I’m gonna have to pay for it, but I take your word for it. You’re too beautiful for anyone to think you’re cheap. Ah — Now you ring a bell. I’m Ace — nice to formally meet you but I’ve heard quite a bit about you.”
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Begging could make you so lucky.
You just like making me mad. I don’t beg.
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It's pretty fun to me.
Do you always have to take the fun out of everything?
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Bills, huh? Try to get an appointment with me and see if you can pay. I'm Natalia Lennox. I'm the classy version, the richest version, the best version of this kind of woman in Las Vegas, darling.
“Then we’ve got something in common. Let me guess— you’re the ‘classy’ version of the kind of woman that opens her legs , and collects bills for it after, huh?”
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Might? Whenever you're sure that you needs it, you know where to find me.
It’s been too long. I might need a reminder.
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Honey, there is a reason why I'm the best on this industry, and my clients would still want to fuck me even if I miraculously turned on the ugliest bitch on earth.
Yes but I have brains and money two things that help me in the future. What are you gonna do when your tits start sagging and no one wants to fuck you anymore?
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You still remember who you're talking to right? Of course I like it.
As long as you like it rough, we’ll be just fine.
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Oh, darling. My business is to receive money. Not give money.
“Nah, I’d have to charge you.”
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But I don't like easy.
It’s easier if you don’t want it.
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I'm not saying that I don't want the full package, pretty face.
Too bad for you that it’s a package. A great package.
I’ve missed your body too, babe.
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Oh baby, keep on sending those.
“Oooooh, that was you?”
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I know your gorgeous body which I'm kinda missing it sometimes, can not lie. But about your not-so-fucking-amazing mind, nah. Not missing at all.
You know my gorgeous body, not my fucking amazing mind.
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At least I have my looks, sucks to you that doesn't even have this.
See that’s where you went wrong. You thought. We both know your better at just looking pretty. Good, you’re not worthy of them anyways.
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Don't lie to yourself, boo. I know you.
Because you think you know me so well?
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