Memoirs Of A Gigolo (10 page)

I had to laugh, because I knew better. This business was more about the ego than it was about the money. We loved the fact that women would pay anything to be pleasured. We loved the fact that not any man could do what we do.  It was three things that made men like us tick; money, power, and the thrill of the chase.

We were born hunters, the kill as well as the thrill made our dicks hard. Love wasn’t in the rule book of a Gigolo, but he wanted me to think otherwise. I guess Gigolos get lonely too?

“Why do you laugh?” “Why, because time will tell…” Donovan replied, “You do things your way Nick and I’ll do things my way.” Nick smiled, “Settle down Donavan, and have a drink, you paid for it.”  “You’re a smug bastard Nickolas Green.” “Nothing will change me because I’m a true player, and never forget it.”

I hadn’t been back in the country for a day, and I’m hit in the face with this nonsense. “Why in the hell did this two bit hustler think he could fuck my wife, and get away with it? “My beautiful wife, what was she thinking?”

I could ruin this bitch without a second thought. No one made a fool of Winston Graham Gordian. I guess the bitch though she could do what she wanted, and I would take it. Yes, she was a fantastic piece of ass, but her kind came a dime a dozen. I wondered if she had fucked that prick in our house, in my bed.

“Maria, I want everything in this room destroyed, and I want it done now…” She turned to walk away and said, “Yes Sir Mr. Gordian is there anything else?” “I don’t know yet…, but take care of that first.”

“I’ll make their lives a living hell…”  Ramello a friend and confidant will get me the real scoop on this guy. 

First things first I would cancel all her cards, and then have her items disposed of. Why did I have to pick up the tab for another man’s pleasure? I’m going cut off all finances to her family. I would make this bitch suffer, and wish she was dead.  I needed to check the safe in the bedroom to make sure her jewelry was there. “Motherfucker…” she had cleared it out and taken the cash. I thought Stephora was smarter than this? I guess she thinks she loves this loser… They had no idea what was in store for them.

I call my lawyer Jimmy to inform about my actions on the subject.

“Slow down Graham you're talking to fast…” “This bitch has wiped me out, and I’m not having it.” “What bitch do you mean?” “That fucking cunt of a wife of mine…” “She’s taken almost a quarter of a million dollars in jewelry and my cash” She’s run off with another man as well.”

Jimmy said, “I wouldn’t say that she wiped you out Graham your worth a half billion dollars.”

I screamed, “Jimmy, are you taking this shit lightly?” “No of course not, but I think your overreacting.”  “Nothing about my money is overreacting.” “Where is Stephora now?” “I guess with that gigolo, how the fuck should I know?” Have you talked to her about this matter?” I replied, “No, but I plan to make her life hell.” “You just need to calm down, and think about what you’re saying.” “Believe me I have thought about nothing else and I need you here with that prenup pronto.” “Do I make myself clear Jimmy?” “Yes Graham, but has she asked you for anything?” “No, but I want this bitch cut off.” “Just do it…”

I grabbed the decanter of scotch from the bar and drank from the bottle. “Why had she done this…?.” I know I wasn’t a saint, but I pulled this bitch and her family out of the gutter. She had nothing when I met her, and she will have nothing with this loser. You could take a whore out of the whorehouse, but she would always be a whore.

In my heart, I really didn’t want to lose Stephora. I loved her. I had many women in my life, but she was the one I wanted. If I couldn’t have her, no one would…That wasn’t a threat that it was a promise. I would do anything to get her back...

I needed some company I didn’t want to be alone tonight. I called my oldest daughter Renee. Maybe she could come over and have dinner. This shit was making me crazy, and I knew he wanted her from the start.  I would make him feel my pain…, and I would make him pay for fucking my wife…

I picked up the phone to call Renee, “Hey, honey this is Dad.” “Yes I know, are you all right?” “No, I need you to come over, and maybe have dinner.” “Where’s Stephora, because you know she hates me.”  “You don’t need to worry about that bitch,” I said, “She left me.” “I need some company can you come over?” “Yes, I’ll be there in half an hour. “Thanks honey, I will see you in a bit.”

I knew it was serious if my Dad called me to come over. I said to my assistant, “Beverly I’m going to have to leave for a while, would you lock up when you leave?”

“Sure Renee, but don’t forget about your meeting with Alvarez in the morning.” “I won’t, and make sure all the projections are ready to show.” Beverly said, “I’m way ahead of you on that, because I’ve already taken care of it.”

My Dad was the owner of a multibillion dollar business, and I was the C.E.O here in Miami. I had put my life on hold just to be there for him. I graduated from Harvard as an economics major with a minor in business. I had to be better than any man in his eyes. I did everything a son would do, because I knew he wanted a son so badly.

I walked out and got in the new birthday present I received from daddy. A brand new Bugatti Grand Sports. He always showered me with gifts, because I looked out for what was in his best interest.

My social life had suffered over the years; because I was too busy climbing the corporate ladder.

My dad being who he was cut me little slack. Most of the men I dated were intimidated by my success.

I knew there was someone out there that could measure up, and one day I would find him.

I pulled out of the parking garage in my new car. I had other cars, but this was my favorite. It was a gift from my father, and this was his way of showing love.

I looked so much like my father with my steel blue eyes and dark hair. My mother always said if I were a boy we would be twins. I wished my parents would have stayed together, but daddy was a womanizer, and I knew it.  He lived his life from one woman to the next, but I was his angel. My mother never wanted for anything, but I guess enough was enough. She left him and never looked back.

I knew I had to tell my father what I had done, but I just didn’t know how. I pulled up in the driveway of my father’s house.

“Hey dad,” I said when he greeted me at the door. “Hey, Renee darling, how’s your day been?”

I replied, “It’s been ok, what’s going on?” “Come on in, and I’ll tell you exactly what’s going on.”

“Would you like a drink?” “Sure why not, a martini would be nice.” Daddy said, “Oliver, fix Renee a martini and then give us some privacy.” He handed me my drink and left the room. “Now tell me what happened to Stephora.” Dad replied, “Renee I know you never liked Stephora, and I know what you must be thinking.”

Graham kept talking, “You know I’m no saint in this, but I feel so betrayed.” “I tried to give her everything she never had, and this is the thanks she gives me.” I had never heard my father talk this way about any woman. Not even my mother.

I come back from my trip to find her jewelry gone and some of my money.” “How much did she take?” I asked. “Only what I had in the safe which was about ten grand.” “She won't make it far on ten grand, not with her taste.” “How much was the jewelry worth?” “About a quarter million, but I did give it to her.” “She doesn’t deserve a dime of your money.” “She walked in her like she owned the place, and she never wanted me around.” “She knew I would see through her like glass.”

“I knew you shouldn’t have married that conniving little bitch.” “I’m glad you made her sign a prenup, or you would have been out of more than ten grand.”  “It’s not the money, Renee I love her…” “When did you come to this conclusion?” “I am angry about her leaving, but I still love her.”  “Daddy, you’re thinking with the wrong head I’m afraid.” “I wanted to tell you something, but I’m not sure how you would take it”

“What is it Renee, spit it out.” “I hired a private detective to follow Stephora, just in case.” Daddy yelled, “You did what…!”  “What made you do such a thing?” “I knew this day would come, and she only married you for your money.” “I beg to differ; maybe I drove her away just like I did your mother.” “Don’t you dare compare her to mother…” “I wasn’t, but I’m never at home, and I’ve had a few indiscretions of my own.”

“I know daddy, but I don’t think you deserve this.” “She’s been seeing this man for over two months.” Daddy’s eyebrows rose up, “What else did you find out about this?” “The guy’s name is Donavan Jacobs, and he’s from Chicago.” “I know that his wife died a few months ago, and he has a daughter.” “He and his partner Nickolas Green run a male escort service in L.A, and it’s very successful, I might add.” “He also owns his own brokerage firm in Chicago and it is also successful.”

“I’m going to L.A after my meeting tomorrow, and maybe I can get to the bottom of this” “I don’t know if that prenup is iron clad, and we might need more.” Daddy warned, “I don’t think you need to get involved with this, let me handle it.” “I’m already involved and I’m doing this for me.” “What do you mean?” Dad asked. “What I mean daddy is that she is going to get exactly what she deserves.”  

After we had dinner, I headed home and prepared for my meeting, and my trip.  I was going to hire an escort, throw a little money around, and catch a bitch…

I loved my father, but if he thought this was about some jewelry and a few thousand dollars, he was mistaken. I had my own axe to grind with Miss Stephora.

I closed the deal with Alvarez, and called for a car to take me to the airport.  I arrived about 2:00 and checked into the Beverly Wilshire hotel.  I knew I would be here on an extended stay, but this would have to do for now. I had no problem getting Nick’s number from Susan, and I planned to call immediately.

“Hello, this is Nickolas Greens office, and how might I direct your call?” the receptionist said. “Yes, may I speak to Mr. Green?”  “Yes, and may I ask who’s calling?” I answered, “Just tell him I’m a friend of Susan’s, and I’m here on business from Miami.” “Hold please.”

“Hello, this is Nick,” a man answered in a deep voice. “Nickolas Green, my name is Renee, and I was referred to you by a mutual friend.” He replied, “Yes, my assistant said you were a friend of Susan’s.” “I’m here on business, and in need of some company, if you know what I mean.”

“I understand, but where are you staying?”  “I can have someone there in an hour.” “Mr. Green I don’t want anyone else, I want you,” I said. “I’m afraid I’m unavailable at this time, but all the guys are experts in their field.” I was adamant and said, “I’m sure they are, but you come highly recommended.” “You see Mr. Green, it’s you or its nothing, and I’m willing double your fee.”

“Ok, I get your point, and my fee is fifty grand for the weekend.” I laughed, “Don’t worry money is no object, and so I’ll see you in an hour.” “What room?” he asked.  I am staying in the Beverly Wilshire ambassador suite that on the top floor. “So I’ll see you in an hour?” “Yes, see you in an hour.” 

What was this about? I hadn’t spoken to Susan in a month and now this? I was a bit skeptical, because of what happened with Zabar. “Bianca, would you get Aaron on the phone.”

I needed to speak to Aaron before I left for the weekend.

I hadn’t taken a private client in a while, but this was a hundred grand. I hadn’t even met this woman, but I’m sure if she were paying this much money, she was lonely.

What was her story? My husband never notices me, and I want to get back at him? I’m sure it was the same old thing.

I needed the right attire, so I went upstairs to dress. What would I do to impress this Renee…? Nothing too over the top, but I aim to please.  I showered and dressed, and had my car brought around. I was running late trying to impress, but she was paying.

I knocked on the door, and the most stunning woman answered.  They say the eyes are the window to the soul, and I swear I could see her soul. “I take it your Renee?” “I’m Nickolas Green.” “Come right in Mr. Green,” she said a little irritated. “I expected you twenty minutes ago.” “I’m sorry, but traffic was a nightmare.” “I don’t favor excuses Mr. Green; I’m paying you a lot of money.” “I said I was sorry, and it won’t happen again,”

“Nick would you like something to drink; I can call you Nick right?” I replied, “Yes, all of my friends call me Nick.” 

I felt like a little boy in her presence. This woman was a force to be reckoned with.  When she walks across the room, she demands respect. “What’s your poison Nick?” I replied, “I’ll take Bourbon, on the rocks.”

I didn’t want to let him see how attracted I was to him. This guy was gorgeous, and that was putting it mildly. “Have a seat Nick and let’s get down to business.” Was I here for a board meeting…?.”

She sat in the high back chair, in her expensive business suit, and I was turned on. “How do we do this?” “I’ve never paid for sex in my life? “I would beg to differ, we all pay in one way or the other.” “Have you had dinner?” I asked. “No, I haven’t, I only arrived shortly before I called you.” “Well let’s have dinner, and take it from there.” “I’ll show you the town, and perhaps you’ll relax.”

I didn’t want to look stiff or uptight, so I tried to relax. Nick took me to a quaint Italian restaurant where we talked about nothing in particular. Nick was a little rough around the edges, and I knew he’d pulled up from nothing. I respected a hard worker, and a man that could hold his own. He didn’t seem intimidated by me at all, and I was fascinated.

“Nick, where are you from?” I tried to be less stuffy, and business like. He said, “Texas, but I’ve been here a long time.” I sipped my martini, and tried not to look into his amazing blue eyes.  “What would you like? “I’ll have the garden salad.” “That’s it?” “I thought you said you were hungry.” “The food here is terrific so let me order for you.”

I couldn’t keep my eyes off her, and all I could think about was fucking her brains out.

After dinner, I decided take her on a trip up the coast. I stopped at one of my favorite spots to look out over the ocean. “This is a magnificent view and it so peaceful here.”  I took her in my arms and kissed her deeply. I wanted her to drop her defenses, and let me in.

“Is this part of the deal?” “Deal…?” I kissed you because I wanted to.” “Renee let’s get one thing straight, I don’t do anything unless I want to.” “Why are you so defensive?” She replied, “I’m sorry Nick.” “I guess in my line of business you never let your defenses down.” I stroked her face and said, “I would never hurt you so let’s make the best of this.”