The Billionaire's Midnight Obsession

Sheena sighed heavily as she stared at the ceiling of her room, tears flowing down her face. Her savings are down to $100. The homeowner will kick her out of her room if she can't pay the rent at the end of the month, and she still has to pay the caregiver who takes care of her mother afflicted with Alzheimer's disease in their hometown. Her cousin's family took care of her mother on her behalf, and she needed to send them money every month for her sustenance, medication and caregiver fees. She breathed deeply. A struggling actress like her is never going to star in a high-budgeted film if she does not sell her body and soul first to the directors and movie producers, who will take advantage of aspiring actresses like her desperate for stardom. Her dream of becoming a successful and famous actress is never going to happen soon. She needs money ASAP! What is she going to do now? She has no money and her mounting bills are giving her massive headaches. "God, please help me!" she prayed earnestly. "I need money, but I don't know how to get money to pay all my bills." She cried in despair. A knock on the door broke her reverie. "Sheena, are you there?" Ashley asked aloud. "Open the door!" "Yes, I'm here," she answered, getting off the bed and opening the door wide for her best friend to enter. Ashley stared at her face. "Are you crying? What happened?" she asked worriedly, handing the shopping bag to her friend. "What is this?" Sheena asked, looking inside the bag. "I brought you some groceries," Ashley replied, sitting on the bed. Tears of gratitude shone in Sheena's eyes. "Thank you, Ashley. This means so much to me," she said in a grateful tone. Ashley took a deep breath. "I'm going to leave this place next week to relocate to the condo that my sugar daddy bought for our love nest. As much as I hate to leave you behind, I can't bring you to the condo because my daddy told me not to bring outsiders into the place. I'm so sorry..." she said sadly. "It's okay, no need to apologize," Sheena replied gloomily. "You can't still make up your mind to accept the escort job my agent offered to you?" Ashley asked. Sheena fell silent, taking deep breaths. Last week, she already met Ashley's agents, who hooked pretty ladies up with filthy-rich men who want pretty escorts to accompany them to their holidays, parties, events and other private affairs. "Undecided yet?" Ashley asked again, observing the conflicting emotions flashing on her friend's face. Sheena sighed heavily. "I can't bring myself to get lovey-dovey and intimate with those old men. I just can't do it," she said, shaking her head vehemently. "Are you kidding me? Are you for real?" Ashley raised a brow. "Oh, come on. As an actress, you are willing to kiss your leading men on the lips, hug them and go naked under the sheet during s*x scenes just to earn big money and get famous. From what I can see, there is no difference between the two, dear..." "You are wrong! There is a big difference," Sheena protested. "No difference at all, period!" Ashley insisted, rolling her eyes. "Those actresses performed intimate acts with their main lead for a big talent fee. Being an escort is much better. You can remain an escort without s*x involved. Your body... your rules," she added. "Are you sure that things won't go beyond being an escort?" Sheena asked suspiciously. "Yes. If you want more money, spread your legs. If you just want to be an escort, that's all you need to do. Some clients don't want s*x. They just want a pretty company to show off, to make an impression on others, that they can get any ladies they want. Some just want someone to talk to during boring events," Ashley elaborated further. Sheena scratches her head, still undecided. "Um, I really don't know what to do. I'm confused." Ashley sighed heavily. "You told me that you have a lot of bills to pay, and you can't pay your rent this month. Then your mother needs her sustenance and her caregiver's fee as well. How are you going to get the money? Do you have to attend countless auditions again and then go home feeling sad and miserable? I don't understand you. Why don't you give up your dream of becoming a famous actress, which is elusive as hell, and just focus on making money?" Sheena was listening to Ashley's lecture attentively. "There are many escort girls like me who earn thousands of money from this kind of job. Besides, in the movie industry you have many competitions with other aspiring actresses. There is less competition for my job and the demand is very high. I'm currently enjoying this lucrative job," Ashley elaborated further. "I'm not sure yet..." Sheena answered, still undecided. "Grab this chance because you need money," Ashley said, shaking her head. She was annoyed that her friend still chose to preserve her pride despite her pitiable condition. Sheena breathed deeply. She really needed money desperately. "I don't like fat old men. Can I choose the guy I like to escort?" she finally asked. Ashley laughed, amused by her friend's request. "No dear, you can't be choosy this time. It's a first come, first served basis. It all depends on the client who requested an escort for that particular day or night. Naturally, if you are the only one who is vacant, you will be the one to escort him, no matter if he is young or old, macho or fat. You have no choice but to accept the client no matter how he looks as long as his wallet is fat, then just go with the flow." Sheena covered her face with her hands out of sheer desperation. She is about to embark on dangerous territory, and she might not be able to get out unscathed. Seeing the conflicting emotions on her friend's face, Ashley rolled her eyes. She knew exactly what to do to convince her friend to give the escort job a try. She unlocked her phone and logged into her online banking account. "Shen, you need more convincing? Here, look at my fat bank account. I'm sure you can't stop drooling after you see my money..." She put her phone in her friend's hands. Sheena's eyes widened in shock and surprise after seeing Ashley's huge account balance. "OMG! One million dollars? Is this true? I'm not hallucinating, am I?" she gushed in disbelief. "Yup. It's one million dollars, baby!" Ashley smiled triumphantly. "Yup. When we met here in this apartment three years ago, I was just an ordinary cashier in a boutique store selling expensive women's bags, clothes and jewelry. I struggle financially to support my mother and siblings back home. I didn't have big savings in my account before. But now I can eat and buy anything I want without worrying about how I'm going to pay my bills at the end of the month. My life has changed completely after I became an escort girl," she said convincingly, smiling broadly. Sheena couldn't get her eyes off the screen on Ashley's phone. Seeing a huge amount of money gives her new hope. How does it feel to have that kind of money in her bank account? She can live stress-free for many years with that kind of money. Between choosing morality and desperation for money, what else is holding her back from becoming an escort girl? Damn! She doesn't have much choice. She really needed money quickly. "If you need money quickly to solve all your monetary problems, being an escort girl is your only way out. Just try this job for two to three years, earn a lot of money, then focus on your dream later. You can't pursue your dream without money. You have many bills to pay, remember?" Sheena nodded her head. "You are right, Ash, I really need money ASAP!" "So, should I call my agent now so that she can book you your first client?" Ashley asked. Sheena nodded her head sadly. "OK, please make the call..." Ashley eyed her closely. "Are you sure? Once you say yes, you can't say no anymore once you are already connected to a client. The agency will get furious if you suddenly back out because you have cold feet. Do you understand, Shen?" "Yes, I'm in," Sheena replied forlornly. Ashley patted her friend's shoulder, consoling her. "It's hard at first, but once you get the hang of things, you will be fine, and you will be enjoying it before you know it. Being an escort is addictive because of the money that keeps flowing into your bank account. You will be able to visit luxurious places, dine in fancy restaurants, and be gifted with expensive jewelry by your clients. Those are the perks included in being an escort. It's a lucrative job frowned upon by others, but a lifesaver for someone like us who is desperate for money." "I'm doing it to survive," Sheena said dejectedly. "Being an escort is better than doing illegal jobs. Remember that always," Ashley said compassionately, unlocking her phone. "I'm going to chat with my agent to inform her that you are ready to take your first job." "OK. Thanks." Sheena sighed, putting the groceries in the cupboard, feeling lethargic. She still had uneasy feelings about the escort job. She went to the bathroom and took a pee. When she emerged from the bathroom door a few moments later, Ashley was wearing a bright smile on her face. "OMG, girl! Come here! You won't believe it! My agent gave me a photo of the guy who would be your first client. He is in his early 30's and handsome. I'm literally drooling while ogling at his yummy photo!" Ashley squealed in delight, handing her phone to her friend. Sheena stared at the face of the gorgeous guy. Damn, he is indeed good-looking, drool-worthy and eye candy. Her heart fluttered for a moment. "Girl, you are so lucky! Your first client is a handsome guy. I suggest that you go all the way when he asks for a steamy session with you. He is hot! Don't let him pass by without exploiting his body," Ashley suggested naughtily, laughing merrily after seeing her friend's blushing face. Sheena giggled. "Naughty girl!" she said, pinching Ashley's side. "My first client was an old widow. Although he's not handsome, he is a gentleman and sweet. He gave me $30K after spending two nights with him in his hotel room. We both used condoms. Sad to say he could no longer perform, so I just pleasured him with my mouth," Ashley recalled her first time being an escort. "Ewwww!" Sheena's eyes widened, her nose crinkled. "I thought there was no s*x involved?" "Yes, you are not forced to do things you don't like. These men signed waivers that they can't force the girls to do beyond escorting, but when the door is closed and the price is right, who can't say no? When he offered me $30K to do a mouth job, should I refuse? I did a mouth job for my sadistic live-in partner all the time in the past and all I got in return was bruises all over my body. He starved me and locked me up in his house for many days. For $30K, I would do anything," says Ashley, who went through hell and back before experiencing financial freedom. Sadness flickered in Ashley's eyes, remembering the painful and turbulent past she had with her live-in partner. Until now, the pain is still raw. Sheena rubbed her friend's back, comforting her. "But things have changed, right? No regrets?" Ashley nodded her head. "Yes. This time I'm earning big money and no one can hurt me again. I am the master of myself. Having lots of money is amazing. I can live a stress free life. I can buy everything I want and I can travel anywhere. This is the life I've always dreamed of having. I'm living the dream. Amazing, right?" she grinned triumphantly. "Amazing indeed!" Sheena smiled brightly, hugging her friend. "Thank you for listening to all my problems and helping me." "That's what friends are for," Ashley said affectionately. "Welcome aboard, my friend. Welcome to a stress-free life," she said, smiling happily. The two women shared a laugh for a few minutes. Their friendship was stronger than ever before. "Alright, we're going shopping so you can buy clothes for your first date with your client. My treat," Ashley said, typing on her phone, replying to the agent. "Get dressed now girl, we will leave in half an hour." "Okie dokie, boss!" Sheena smiled in high spirits. She could already see $1 million dollars sitting in her bank account. After all, if Ashley managed to improve her living condition by escorting wealthy clients, she could do it as well. The handsome face of her first client lingers in her mind. She's excited to see him in person.