I clearly lack what he is interested in, and it vexes me. I hesitate for a moment wondering how much he wants from me and if this is a test to see how brass my balls are. I’m stuck with him until I pay off my debt, and the only way I can get over that little hurdle of obedience is to make him money fast and thick. Sooner I am out from under that arrangement of servitude the better. Then he will consider me an asset and not a possession and may be more inclined to renegotiating the physical aspect. ‘’Close its doors for a start to cut its current clientele loose ... redecorate. Inject some cash into the current, tired design and rename it. Work out the clientele you want to cater for, and what perks you want to offer to members. I’m guessing you mean girls, kinks, product, and parties?’’ I go for bold and verbalise what has been brewing in my brain the last few weeks as I worked downstairs. He looks impressed, relaxing a little as he squares off his shoulders and slides his tie off easily and smoothly; throwing it on the desk and starts sliding his jacket off too. It’s completely distracting in a very temperature raising way—the man has a body that would put a gladiator to shame, and now he is taking off the formal aspects of his attire I am feeling decidedly warm over here and squirming in my chair once again. Lack of hormonal control is very unnerving and new to me. ‘’My clients want a place to let loose, talk business while being in an environment that caters to their tastes. Women are a must, men too … if they have tailoring to specific fetishes then even better. I have enough product to disable an army, and I intend to put enough security in here to be effective should things get rowdy. I’m talking high profile men with a lot to lose should the goings on in here be leaked in any way. I want professional hookers of both sexes, willing to do anything for the right sum of money and to keep their mouths shut. They won’t be expected to do anything against their will.’’ Straight to the point and those eyes coming to land on my face as he talks in the most mesmerising way. His accent is just the icing on top of the very gorgeous cake. ‘’You think I have the contacts to source you high- class hookers who operate in kink? I ran rich girls looking to feed a habit, not a brothel. I have no experience in what you require of me.’’ I blurt out, suddenly feeling a little in over my head with what he thinks I can do for him. Disappointed in myself for assuming I had this in the bag. ‘’You ran sex for cash … effectively, with no comeback for your rich clients. You pushed Tyler’s product in interesting ways, earned yourself more than the average street pusher in half the time, and that’s what I paid for. You come with style and reputation and one look at you walking down my hall told me I made the right choice. I can summarise the usefulness of people, Miss Walters, and given enough reign I think you have exactly what I need.’’ His confidence in me is a little alarming to say the least. I never felt worthy of any sort of compliment like this and now I am not sure I have what it takes for what he is proposing. ‘’You want my skills, my class and my reputation to provide sex and hospitality in your gentleman’s club,’’ I repeat just to clarify and try to get my head around this. Heart hammering and palms getting sweaty. ‘‘Yes.’’ He doesn’t move from his still position and just gives an answer and a hint of a smile. ‘‘But you don’t want to fuck me?’’ I try for a cheeky smile, a last-ditch attempt at forward, and trying to lose my growing anxiety. Maybe he just needs softening up… or hardening up, both of which I am pretty sure I can do. Either way, I throw it in there with a smile. ‘’No.’’ He just raises a brow at me with a severe look, telling me to drop it and I shrug it off. Not about to give up but knowing when to bide my time and work a little harder in a subtler way. He clearly doesn’t like pushy women when it comes to sex—he wants to be in control and be the pursuer … guess I will have to bring out the demure act and entice him in other ways. Carrero you are frustrating as hell. ‘’Had to be crystal clear on the perks of my arrangement.’’ I wink naughtily in a bid to smooth over that prickly demeanour and get nothing in return. He completely blanks it. I guess I will be working on my merits alone and not on my back. Urghh! ‘’You’ll be paid well, more if you make more… still have use of the apartment upstairs, although I will be staying occasionally in the next few weeks while in the city. The more you bring in the faster you pay off your debt with me. When it’s paid off, we will talk again about your time with me here in this club and a new deal that may benefit us both, providing you work well and impress me.’’