Present Day:-
"Mr Jenkins, Mr Stone is here to see you?" Martha calls over the intercom of my office.
"Great." I sigh to myself, that's all I need today is him. "Tell him I'm busy." I reply back.
"Sorry sir his being quite persistent."
"Well tell him I'm in a meeting." My voice a little louder than I should have. Martha has been my secretary since I started my business 5 years ago, she been with me from the very start. I still remember her coming in for her interview along with the other 20 other female applicants, but she stood out from the rest, she was organised, punctual but most of all she reminded me of my grandma Jentette being that much more older and mature than the rest. She is one of the most loyalist, kindest employee I have,even if she does but me in my place when I've over stepped the mark.
"Seriously fuck face, you dont want to see me?" Mase storms through my door before slamming it shut.
"Yeah like I said I'm busy not today." I stand from my desk stretching my legs. "So now your here what is so important you needed to see me?" I ask.
"Nothing, I was just bored and needed a break. " Mase makes himself at home sitting on the corner sofa picking up a real estate magazine.
Mase or as most people know him Mason Stone has been my friend since university, we met playing basketball together, he is the biggest player around refusing to settle down until his at least 40. When we both graduated I had this great idea of setting up my own business and once I got established I got Mase on board, his my right hand man but his great with all the legal side of things. Expanding my business quicker than I expected I managed to bag a deal on a 4 storey building in the city centre with the help of my trust fund my mother and father had saved for me over the years. My office sits perfectly on the 4th floor over looking the harbour docks, while I made sure Mase was on 2nd a few floors away from me, but that seemed to be an epic fail as he always makes some excuse to come up here and talk and then it always leads to one thing with him, a night out at a club getting drunk and trying to sweet talk as many woman as he can. He may be an absolute dick, but I trust this man with my life.
"Make yourself at home, why dont you." I grin waiting for his offer of a few drinks at the local pub nothing too serious as it's a Thursday night.
"So anyway, I was thinking how about we go for a drink after work tonight, nothing to heavy?" He drops the magazine down and looks up to me.
"And there it is, the question I was waiting for. Thanks for the offer but no thanks, I have the meeting scheduled tomorrow with that small town estate agency Morgans and co, they bagged that old manor house what William Stapleton owns and I want it on our books this is a deal I cant refuse. " I say straightening up my tie.
"Oh come on man, one drink that's all and il get you back to your lonely penthouse by 10pm latest." Mase chuckles.
"Fine. " I huff. Knowing he wont stop until I say yes, or the sly little digs about me going back on my own.
I've had my fair share of women in the past but I never bring them back to my home, always a hotel room and I quickly get up and leave the next morning before they wake. Since Nicola 9 years ago I've never had another relationship. People keep telling me to move on, my mother has even tried to set me up with her friends daughters but I wont let my heart get broken again. Never. Nicola was my everything, she was the first girl I ever loved through high school even throughout university we were committed to each other, or so I thought until I went to surprise her one weekend and walked in on her sleeping with another lad, she denied it off course saying nothing happened and that they just got drunk and fell asleep, but I could tell, her eyes told me everything. So when I finally had the courage to finish it with her, the truth really came out about how long she had been seeing this other lad along with a few others and how she only used me for the fame and money to get a better start in life. To be honest I think that totally destroyed me, the one person I really loved most about in this world, chewed me up and spat me out like a piece if dirt of the back of her shoe. From that day 9 years ago I vowed to myself I would never be broken like that ever again and so far it seems to have worked.
"Great, il swing by at 6, and we'll go grab food first." Mase now stands from the seat.
"Fisrt?" I question.
"Yeah first, then we'll head to that nightclub on the strip. You need to seriously get laid." Mase smirks.
"Your a fucker, you know that right." I sigh in frustration knowing that was his plan all along to go out, out.
" yeap, but I'm still here, your one true friend. " He winks as he exits my door.
His right about that,he is a dick but he is my true friend, I learnt alot about myself going through university that most women or men wanted to get in with me just because they knew who my father was and what fame came with it. So that's why when I got a scholarship to play in the NBAs I refused turning it down as I didnt want the fame of my father, ir follow in his footsteps, I perfered the quite life and that's definitely what I'm getting now, I dont tell people my surname unless I really need to.
Finalising the last email to Miss Morgan to confirm we will be meeting at 10am sharp at Mr Stapleton estate I close down my laptop just as Mase walks in.
"Ready." I say as I grab my car keys off the side of the desk.
"Do me a favour loosen up that tie or better yet just get rid of it." Mase moans at me.
"Fine." I huff as I sling the tie onto the desk and stride out the door.
Not wanting to really drink tonight due to the meeting tomorrow I opt in to be designated driver.
Quickly stopping off for chinese noddles on route, so much for my so called dinner first of relaxing in a restaurant, Mase wanted to have something easy and quick so he could make a head start on his gake play tonight.
Pulling up just down the road from the bustling nightlife strip of Manchester, we head towards the main nightclub Reflex. It's the most popular club in the city for its 80s music, the blaring music coming out of the high beamed speakers, with the biggest dance floor in town. Along the back of the dance floor has it's own little centre stage, which is more like a fashion run way with two poles at either end.
Taking a stool at the bar, I grab us both a JD and coke, swirling the chair around, I have perfect view of the dance floor so I know I'm not moving from this spot tonight. Considering it's a Thursday and only 8pm its surprisingly busy in here.
It's not too long before Mase has had a few too many and dancing with the blonde with his tongue down her throat. My gaze wonders to the far side, my breath hitches as a beautiful brunette glides her firm tanned legs across the pole, while her hands grip to the top swinging herself around, while her friends look on giggling and laughing with her.
My dick twitches at the way she handles the pole, imagining the things shed do to my dick with her hands. "Fuck." I hiss. Trying to shake her off, my eyes linger longer than expected and she soons sees me, our eyes meet as I watch her smirk and whisper to her friends. Her body is gorgeous the way her curves fit so perfectly in the little black dress she wearing. He cleavage on full display as she seductively walks over in my direction. Quickly turning my head back to the bar, I order another water.
"So are you just going to stare at me all night or buy me a drink?" A voice from the side of me states. Her voice sounds as sexy as she looks.
Turning my chair to her direction, I cant help but stare, she is a natural beauty, her hair frames perfectly around her face, those piercing hazel eyes staring right back at me.
"Sorry, what can I get you?" I ask being polite.
"Vodka and coke, make it a double." She bites her bottom lip as she talks.
Passing over my card to the waiter, I hand her the drink before she takes a seat next too me.
"Thanks." She says. "So your not drinking tonight then?" She continues as she takes the straw in her mouth pressing her lips to it. My dick throbs, wanting, needing her lips to be around my cock instead.
"No, not tonight I'm the DD." I say pulling out my car keys.
"Are I see, me too, well no I'm not the driver, we're getting taxis, but my friends wanted to come out and party as it's my friends 30th but I'm stopping at 3, that's enough for me. " She waffles on.
"So do you have a name?" I ask.
"Ruby. " She brings her hand out to me. "David" I return as I take her hand to my lips. "Nice to meet you Ruby." I smirk but cant help but notice the little bruise on the top of her right arm.
One thing about myself and Mase is we dont like to hang about when it comes to pulling, so I'm not surprised when Mase comes over and whisper in my ear that his leaving with the blonde he met earlier.
" So Ruby do you have a partner?" I ask sipping back my water waiting for her answer, wanting it to be no so I can take her to the nearest hotel and fuck her.
"Ummm,its kind off complicated. " Her eyes gaze over to a darker shade of brown almost clouded with tears.
I try not to push her for more answers after all, I'm not interested I'm a fuck them and leave them kinda bloke.
"Interesting answer, so does that mean youl come back to my hotel room? Or will your boyfriend be pissed?" I cant help but give a goofy grin.
"Like I said its complicated, but if your willing to make me forget then I'm ready when you are." With that I stand, grabbing her hand and pulling her close to my chest as I lead her out the club.
"Oh I promise you, il make you forget everything tonight, il give you the sweetest pleasure your every experienced that after tonight you'll be wanting more forever.