The Billionaire's Midnight Obsession

5. Midnight Is Coming!

After a few minutes of driving, they finally reached the tarmac. Warren parked his car in the private parking lot and removed their luggage from the trunk. The plane attendant took their bags and brought them to a jet a few meters away.

The couple boarded Warren's 12-seater private jet.

"Baby girl, this is my private jet," Warren told his beautiful companion.

"Nice!" Sheena gushed in awe. She'd never been on a private plane before. They were the only passengers on the plane. The whole experience is surreal and amazing at the same time. No doubt Warren is indeed a wealthy guy.

She was about to stop him from calling her babe, but she saw in one of the instructions in the videos to tolerate clients' whims as long as their life is not in jeopardy. It's part of their responsibility as an escort to cater to their clients' whims. A sigh escapes her lips.

Here she is again, feeling remorseful. She will never become a full pledge escort if she always feels this way.

Warren heard her sigh. "What's wrong?" he asked. His brows furrowed. He knew she didn't like being called 'babe or baby girl.'

It's getting more obvious to him with each passing second that Sheena is not fit to be an escort woman. She is very reserved and conservative. The other clients will surely find her behavior annoying. But not for him. Her attitude is refreshing and bewitching, and he likes it. She is just being true to herself, and he appreciates that about her.

Sheena shook her head. "Nothing, just don't mind me," she said forlornly.

They settled on the seat, sitting beside each other.

"I was afraid you were going to tell me that you would back out," Warren said, inhaling her addicting womanly scent, stirring the lust inside him.

Sheena sighed. "The truth is, I'm feeling nervous right now," she replied, misty-eyed.

Warren observed Sheena's face closely. She was on the verge of crying. "Hey, stop worrying and feeling nervous. I got your back covered. Everything will be alright," he assured her. He wanted to hold her hand, assuring her that nothing could go wrong when she was with him. But it's too soon yet to act chummy with her. There is a perfect time for everything.

"I'm sorry." Sheena bit her lower lip, feeling ashamed of her manners. "You are the client, and I am your escort, but here I am acting stupidly. I have a feeling that right now... you already regret choosing me as your escort."

Warren smiled. "As a matter of fact, I don't have any regrets right now. If I have to do it over again, I will still choose you. As I said before, it's normal to feel nervous and scared when escorting a client for the first time. I truly understand your feelings and fears. Rest assured your current behavior doesn't make me feel you are less human. So chill up, okay?" he said gently.

Sheena smiled. His soothing words calmed her tense nerves. "Thank you so much for cheering me up and making me feel at ease in your presence," she said, grateful for his kind heart and unconditional support.

Warren smiled. "Don't thank me, babe. This is me. What you see is what you get. I always have a soft spot for people like you. Because at some point in my past, when I was still a newbie in the world of strip dancing, I'm also in your shoes and there are people who help me with my journey out of the goodness of their hearts."

"After I finish escorting you, you don't have to pay me. It's my way of saying thank you for your understanding of my condition," Sheena finally said.

Warren shook his head. "Oh, no. Please don't say that, babe. I will definitely pay you for your services. Besides, I have lots of money to spend, and I want to spend it on you," he said, bragging like a king without blinking his eyes.

He was wondering what she would think of him after he brought her to the orgy house after the tech award.

He was looking forward to attending and participating in the orgy. Despite making Sheena believe that he is a gentleman, he will still try to convince her to participate in the orgy with him.

The waiter brought them light drinks and snacks.

The half-hour air journey finally ended, and they landed safely on the island's tarmac.

"We finally arrived," Warren informed his lovely companion, who was busy browsing her phone to hide her nervousness. Sheena is trying to act cool, but deep inside he knows her stomach was in knots, just like when he first danced in front of many people in the club. That night, he sold his soul to the devil. He winced inwardly.

But he quickly reminded himself that the terrible nightmare was over now. He is in a much better place now.

After all the abuse he encountered in his previous job as a male stripper, the plunge into hell was worth it. It became his stepping stone to achieve success and gain so much more. In the end, he finally earned his father's trust, approval and acknowledgment as his illegitimate son.

"Let's go," he heard Sheena whisper in his ears, bringing him back to the present.

He looked at her and smiled. "Yes, ma'am."

They left the jet and boarded another luxurious car that Warren had hired for the occasion.

"Straight to the Palace Hotel," Warren told the driver.

"Copy, sir," the driver responded. He started the engine and drove onto the highway.

After a twenty-minute journey, they finally reached the magnificent hotel located at the top of the hill, overlooking a pristine beach.

The hotels and resorts on the islands are famous worldwide. It's a prime tourist destination frequented by wealthy individuals, vacationers and honeymooners.

They left the car and checked into their hotel suite that Warren booked in advance for the special occasion.

"There is only one bed?" Sheena asked in dismay after stepping into the spacious room and seeing only one bed.

Oh, no...

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense and velvety hot.

Anxiety gripped Sheena.

Warren grinned. "What's the problem, baby girl? The bed is wide enough for the two of us. Don't worry, I don't move a lot when I'm sleeping. Sharing is caring," he joked, trying to lighten the mood.

Sheena was shaking her head. She doesn't want to share a bed with a complete stranger. Ugh! Being an escort is hard, it requires so much from her. Situations like this terrified her. It's the worst feeling ever! She will have a hard time adjusting to her new job. It will take a long time to get used to all of this.

"What can I say?" she grumbled in a low voice and dropped her bag in the corner.

Warren hides his smile. He loves teasing Sheena, pushing her buttons, but at the same time he wants to protect her as if she is a fragile porcelain made of crystals. He had been tormented by the crazy feelings he felt after meeting her. He can't stop thinking about her. He had never felt this way before with his previous flings.

There is something precious about Sheena that he wants to protect and capture for himself.

She looked at him. "What time will the award start?" she inquired.

"In one hour. After the award, the drinks and food will follow, then we will attend a private party afterward," Warren replied casually.

"Did the event coordinator inform you about the attire?" she asked, rummaging through her clothes.

"Just wear something casual," he responded, sitting on the edge of the bed, removing his shoes and putting them on the shoe rack in the corner.

Sheena picked up the burgundy off-the-shoulder knee-length cocktail dress, showing a bit of cleavage. "Do you think this will do?" she asked, showing the dress to him, asking for his honest opinion.

"It will do. I'm sure you will look good in it," he replied calmly.

"OK." She hung the dress in the closet. "Shall we start dressing now?" she asked, looking restless.

"Yes." Warren nodded his head, knowing women take a long time to dress for events.

Sheena took the dress with her inside the bathroom and when she emerged a moment later, she looked stunning in her sexy attire. She looked at him and asked, "How do I look now?"

"Gorgeous!" Warren replied in awe. Her beauty is breathtaking and mesmerizing, making his heart beat faster in his rib cage. "You always look good in everything you wear," he commented appreciatively.

Sheena smiled, pleased with his approval. "Thank you." She brought her beauty kit to the dresser table and began brushing her hair, letting her wavy brown hair fall freely on her back. She applied makeup to her face and red lipstick to her mouth. Then she noticed that Warren was looking at her intensely.

She looked at him with a furrowed forehead. "Is something wrong? Does my makeup look hideous?" she asked.

Warren smiled. "You're beautiful just the way you are."

Sheena smiled and said, "Thanks." She continued beautifying herself in front of the mirror and glanced at him. "Why are you not dressing up yet? What are you waiting for?" she asked, suddenly feeling conscious of his magnetic stare, digging a hole in her back.

"I find it enjoyable watching you dress and brush your hair in front of the mirror," he replied casually, not taking his eyes off her.

Sheena rolled her eyes. "You're a sweet talker," she said, and continued applying makeup to her face, ignoring him completely.

Warren wore a satisfied smile on his face. He could spend the rest of his life watching Sheena brush her hair in front of the mirror. Her lovely sight stirred a deep longing in his heart. He wanted someone to love and cherish him and accept his dark past unconditionally.

Could Sheena be the one he had been waiting for all these years?

It's too early yet for the two of them, but ever since he met her he hasn't stopped thinking about her. He was deeply attracted to her wonderful personality, and he did not try to hide it.

He lay down on the bed and looked at the ceiling, closing his eyes for a moment, imagining himself and Sheena living in his penthouse. He wants to wake up every morning, seeing Sheena's beautiful face close to him on the bed.

How nice could it be?

When he opened his eyes, she was already standing in front of him. "Are you okay? Are you feeling ill?" she asked worriedly, peering into his eyes.

He smiled. "I'm okay, baby girl."

"What are you waiting for? Where is your suit?" she asked. "I'll get it for you so we can arrive at the party early."

Warren stood up, almost colliding with her body. "I'll get it."

Sheena sat on the edge of the bed and watched him take out his black suit from his travel bag. "It's not wrinkled?" she asked.

"Nope," he said, looking at her. "I'm going to strip off my clothes and wear my suit right here in the middle of the room, is that okay with you?" he asked, smirking.

"Naughty boy!" she said, glaring at him. She rose to her feet and went to the terrace, admiring the breathtaking view outside the room.

Warren smiled and stripped his clothes down to his boxers and put on a three-piece suit. He looked at his reflection in the mirror on the dresser table, brushed his hair and applied gel to give himself a polished look. He sprayed his favorite perfume on his body, hoping Sheena would find him irresistible so he could kiss her kissable lips tonight. He grinned, amused by the wild thoughts flashing in his mind.

When Sheena returned to the room, he was already dressed, looking dashing in his black suit.

"How do I look?" he asked, smiling.

"Great!" she replied with a thumbs up.

"Can you adjust my necktie, please?" he requested with puppy dog eyes.

Sheena granted his request and adjusted his necktie. Warren gazed at her face intensely, aching to hold her pretty face in his hands and capture her red lips for a passionate kiss.

"What are you looking at?" she asked, glaring at him.

"You look so beautiful tonight," he murmured appreciatively. Being this close to her, inhaling her tantalizing womanly scent filled his head with obscene images.

"Stop saying nonsense, Mister!" She rolled her eyes. "We better go now before we end up late for the award show," she said, moving towards the door.

Warren smiled broadly. "Yes, my wife," he joked.

Sheena stopped in her tracks and looked at him sharply. "Stop joking, Mister! Hurry up!" she barked her order.

Amused, Warren chuckled. Now she really sounded like she was his wife and he liked it.

How would she react later after he told her that they were going to attend an orgy?

He couldn't wait to see her reaction. A naughty smile curled up on his lips.

The couple left their hotel suite and boarded the luxurious car waiting outside the entrance of the building.

After a few-minute journey, they arrived at a huge Victorian mansion on the other side of the island.

The couple exited the car and walked towards the elegantly decorated and immaculate lawn. There were tables and chairs scattered everywhere. A long table laden with food and endless drinks can be seen in the corner. About three hundred people were milling around the spacious place, talking to each other. The sound system was blaring sensual jazz music in the air, setting the mood for the mayhem that is happening tonight.

The night sky was filled with sparkling stars and there was a full moon as well. The weather is perfect for an outdoor event.

A perfect night to socialize with other people.

The couple settled on a table near the podium.

The host of the awards night spoke to the microphone. "Good evening, everyone! Ladies and gentlemen, may I have your attention please. We are about to start the award show..."

The people settled on their tables, put down their drinks and fixed their attention on the host.

"The show is about to start," Warren told his lovely companion.

"Nice," Sheena responded with a nod of her head. She looked around her and saw the ladies wearing expensive evening gowns while the men were wearing tuxedos. Just by looking at their sparkling attire, she could tell that she was surrounded by wealthy people.

"Are you going to receive an award tonight?" Sheena asked curiously.

Warren shook his head. "Nope. I'm just invited because the owner of this mansion is my friend."

"Ah, okay," Sheena murmured.

Warren's gaze lingers over his lovely companion's face. He can't tell her the truth that he is not interested in the award show. He was more interested in the orgy that would take place inside the house after the award show. It's one of his ultimate fantasies to witness an orgy and also take part in it. Every fiber of his being was looking forward to this night.

The orgy would start at 12:00 midnight and Warren was already dying to hold Sheena in his arms. He can't wait to taste her intoxicating sweetness tonight.