Pick Your Poison
Isabelle went to the bar to meet Rio.
"There she is. Looking hot as always. How does it feel? We've got to celebrate. You did it. You're a boss now. Hey, can we get a couple, uh... What's your poison, huh? Like, a summer rosé or something?" Rio asked as he looked her up and down.
"You don't have any idea what I want." Isabelle grinned.
"The lady will take a crisp Chardonnay." He told the bartender.
"Thank you, but I'm not staying."
"Are you sure? I'm giving you the keys to
the kingdom here."
"Why?"
"I'm out. I'm done, man. Time for something new." Rio said as he looked at her chest and she could feel her body tingle.
"No, why me?" Isabelle asked.
"I think you could be something."
"I don't want to be something." She said.
"No? What you want to be, then? A fireman? Astronaut?" He asked.
"I don't know. A decent person."
"No, you're way more interesting than that." Rio told her.
"You don't even know me."
"I think I do." He smirked.
"I don't drink rosé." Isabelle told him.
"Can we get a vodka soda?" He asked the bartender without taking his eyes off her.
Isabelle got up and placed the key on the table.
"If you change your mind..."
"I won't." Isabelle headed for the door.
"The kingdom's in your name."
Isabelle looked back at him before walking out the door.
***
Isabelle decided to have a night out. She was wearing a short tight dress and heels.
She was at the bar when she saw Rio. Isabelle had gone to the bathroom to freshen herself up. The door opened and
she looked in the mirror to see Rio.
He came in and shut the door.
Isabelle turned around and walked
towards him and locked the door.
She then went back to the counter and he came up behind her and grabbed her thigh and his other hand cupped her breast.
Her head fell back on his chest as he started kissing her neck and pulled her underwear off.
Rio had picked her up and put her on the counter and he took his pants off and stuck his length inside of her as he continued kissing down her neck.
***
Isabelle had gone to the car place where her boyfriend worked.
"Yo. So, I'm sitting here, right? I'm trying
to figure out who would buy a neon Vette with ostrich interior? And I think I finally figured it out. Nobody." Rio said as he shut the car door.
"What are you doing?" Isabelle asked.
"You didn't tell him yet?"
"Tell me what?" Oliver asked.
Rio chuckled. "You didn't tell him, huh?"
"No." Isabelle said.
"Oh, come on, ma. It's too good."
"Tell me what, Izzy?" Oliver asked.
"Don't." Isabelle warned
"We're partners now." Rio told.
"What is he talking about?" Oliver asked.
"I'm gonna provide the capital, and you're gonna wash it with these cheesy ass buckets." Rio smiled.
"That wasn't the deal." Isabelle said.
"What? You need a memo? All right, here you go. New deal. Now, I take 30%. Cool?"
Oliver scoffed. "You can go to hell."
"All right. Okay." Rio said and got a crowbar out the car.
"No, no, no."
"Don't!" Isabelle yelled and he smashed the mirror off.
"Forty percent." Rio said.
"I'm calling the cops." Oliver said.
"You can't, Oliver. You can't." Isabelle told him.
"Son of a bitch!"
Rio then smashed the passenger window. "Fifty?"
"Stop it!" Isabelle yelled.
"Take it up with HR, yeah?"
"Who is HR?" Oliver asked.
"Me." Rio chuckled before he smashed the windscreen.
"You can have whatever you want! Just stop!" Isabelle shouted.
"Sixty percent?" Rio asked.
"Fine."
"Now let's go make some money." He said with a smirk.