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“Welcome aboard, gentlemen. You’re about to go on a hell of a ride.”
I did it. I hired them.
I hired ten of the hottest men on the planet to be the dominants in what is now my club. I feel excited and nauseous all at the same time. This will either make or break Scarlet, and whatever happens?it’s all on me.
Chapter 4
Brandon
Oh, man, it’s like a fucking dream working at Scarlet. These last few days have been fucking awesome.
Sure, the women are a bit stuffy, but I’m not one to complain. I fucking love the attention, and the fact that Evelynn is laying out all the expectations for the customers takes such a huge load off of me.
It got really exhausting at my old job when I had to explain to little old ladies that I’m legally not allowed to, and I quote, “Eat my ass like my best friend did when my husband was out fighting the Great War.”
I mean, what the fuck, right?
Speaking of Evelynn, what a fucking beauty! Not only can she handle herself, especially around guys like us, but she really knows what she’s doing with the clients.
Sure, we have to pretty much constantly coach her on the specifics, but it’s kinda cute seeing how innocent she is when we whisper this or that in her ear about whatever request a client is making at the time. Especially when she has to hide a blush at some of the more…involved things.
During the interview with me and Drex, she was so well composed, too. I know neither of us is easy to handle on our own, but when we’re together, we’re a force to be reckoned with. That’s why I was so hyped when I saw an ad for twins in sex work: it’s literally perfect for us.
Despite that, she laid out all the expectations without any hesitation, explained her position and the state of the company, and honestly just brought everything together for us. And what a job to have, for sure. Some days I wonder how the hell I even get paid for what I’d be doing for fun.
I especially like it when Evelynn’s curiosity about our work is piqued. There are plenty of times where I look over, and she’s standing just outside her office, watching us with our clients.
Her expression is usually somewhat uncomfortable, almost naïve, but there’s also a strong determination to understand and accept her new life as well. I really admire it.
A sharp knocking on the front desk jars me out of my daydreaming. I blink away the subtle fantasies of my boss and glance over towards the sound.
“Hello, I have an appointment with Brandon?” A meek yet sharply dressed woman utters barely above a whisper.
That’s my cue. Job mode starts now.
I saunter up to her, making sure to hide some of my best features for the moment. “That’s me, love. I won’t bother asking how I can help you…I already know the answer to that.”
I flash her a million-dollar smile, and I can tell her knees are already going weak.
“I’m going to say this once. I won’t ask you questions. I will only give you statements. If at any point you are uncomfortable, say ‘yellow.’ If you want everything to stop, say ‘red.’ Nod now if you understand.”
She nods slowly, her eyes staring up at me as her face stays low.
I place my finger under her chin and pull it up so she faces me. “You’re not going to hide your pretty little face,” I say, slightly softer, but still with command and authority in my voice. “We’re going to have a fantastic time, love.”
I sweep my arm around her and guide her to our main room, letting her take in all the sights to behold.
“Now I understand this is your first time, so we’ll ease into things some. Go ahead and pick out three toys that catch your interest. That will be plenty to cover our time here today.”
She stares at them in silence, slowly taking in all the different instruments on the walls and around the room. I watch her face, taking in each expression as she looks at different things, gaining a swift understanding of her exact needs. I see her linger on certain objects, but she’s still much too shy to say exactly what interests her.
“Well, how about this: I’ll start with our lovely starter kit, and we’ll see where things go from there?”
I wait for her nod to make sure she’s okay with it. When she does, I wheel over a cart with a box on top, hiding its contents from her view.
“Trust me, this will be fun.” I smile genuinely at her, and she nods, more comfortable this time.
I take her into my arms and slowly begin to massage and caress her body, focusing especially on her tense shoulders. As I move around her body, I subtly grab a collar and swiftly clip it around her throat. A quick yelp of surprise is all that utters from her, but she leans her body into me to show she’s more comfortable now.
