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In the Louboutin box, I find a pair of beautiful red suede heels. It goes perfectly with the dress even though it’s a few inches wider than my foot size.
When I’m done, I grab a black purse that my mother had bought for me three years ago and stuff my phone in it, along with some fresh mints and a few tissues.
I leave the building, to find Vanders standing beside the back door of the car.
“You look lovely,” he says as he tips his head and opens the back door for me.
“Thank you, Vanders,” I say as I climb in.
He closes the door behind me and walks around the driver side of the car. The Rolls-Royce purrs to life as he starts it up and pulls out into the busy Manhattan streets.
The sky is a delicate shade of pink and blue as evening settles in. I lean my head against the cool window and watch as we drive past all the buildings. The city has always mesmerized me for some reason and it was a dream of mine to live in New York City until I made it a reality.
Vanders and I sit silently as we head to the charity ball. I’ve been to so many of these functions in the past that it’s easy to just fall back into that lifestyle. Even if it is just for an evening.
Charity balls are always extravagant and I would find something like that appalling unless it didn’t help a good cause. My parents are both good people and would never stand for anything immoral. It’s the only reason they attend the yearly ball, to give back to the less fortunate.
I remember the summers I spent travelling with my mother to India. The kids there were so innocent and sad. The hunger was evident on their hollow faces. Working with my mother there was one of the best summers I’d ever spent.
We had fed the kids for weeks until they started to fill out and their sad, hollow looks were gone. It was so satisfying to see the hard work pay off with good results.
I can feel the anticipation growing in my gut as we near the venue and Vanders keeps on informing me that we are almost there, so I sit back and try to relax.
10
Diana
Flashback…
Hudson
Hudson lay on his side as he watched her sleep. Her skin was so pale that he could see a careful network of blue veins underneath her skin. She wasn’t fat or thin, but average in weight.
Diana was unlike the other girls his mother had tried to set him up with. Diana was fucking beautiful. She was perfect. And eight years older than him. He was only twenty, but the age gap didn’t bother him.
It was the fact that Diana kept on coming back for more that excited him. But it wasn’t just about excitement, it was about the power, the drive. He knew what it felt like to wield power over someone and now that he had a taste of it, he wasn’t so sure, he could stop.
Everyone had their fucked up reasons for being the way they were in life. Diana was a sex addict. She’d tried therapy before and like any addict, she couldn’t help but fall back into her dark past of wild orgies.
She was so beautiful. There was a natural elegance about her, but she had ruined herself. The glow from her eyes was gone and she was starting to age rapidly. She would never be anything more to him than a casual fuck. Well, at least she had given him descent blowjobs.
Diana stirred beside him, her dark blonde hair falling over her shoulders as she sat up.
“Why aren’t you sleeping?” she asked softly, as she slid her arms around his neck. “Aren’t you tired?”
Hudson stared down at her for a long while before answering. “No. Do you want to try something?”
She kissed his neck and moved her hands down his abdomen, going lower and lower until she had his hard dick in her delicate hands.
“Sure, lover,” she whispered as she continued to tease him, running her pale fingers over his length.
Her glossy, manicured red-coated nails gently grazed into his skin as she grasped him firmly.
“You love that, don’t you?” she whispered in his ear. “But you also don’t like it when I take control.”
Hudson could feel the pressure building as the need to relieve himself became stronger.
He reached over to his side table and grabbed his grey tie, before turning back to Diana.
