The Billionaire's Midnight Obsession

4. Trust Me!

After arriving home, Ashley ordered food for dinner while Sheena washed the clothes they had just recently bought from the mall and put them in the dryer.

"I'll help you pack your things," Ashley offered after her friend finished her laundry.

"No, thanks. I will only bring a few clothes with me," Sheena replied, folding some undergarments, placing them in the closet.

"Alright, I'll go back to my room for a quick shower," Ashley said and left the room.

Sheena went to the bathroom to get some toiletries and put them in the bag. She only needs to bring one travel bag with her. She was thinking about what else to bring with her? She doesn't want to forget important stuff, such as underwear, towels, swimsuits, toiletries, makeup kit and so on.

Her phone rang. When she checked the caller, it was Mr. West. "Hello, sir. Good evening!"

"Good evening, dear. What are you doing?" he asked.

"I'm packing my stuff and clothes for tomorrow," she answered.

"Good. I was afraid you would back out after we finished chatting in the cafe. I hate going to the island alone," he said apprehensively.

She responded, "I'm close to quitting, but you helped convince me to continue with my new job by telling me that there is nothing to be ashamed of as long as I'm doing it for my survival and for my mother's medication. So thank you for opening my eyes to embrace my new job with a new perspective in mind."

"That's my girl!" He chuckled, pleased with his victory. "May I know what exactly did I tell you that convinced you to accompany me to the island?" he asked curiously.

"That part was when you told me that you were a male stripper once, and you would dance for me. I have never seen a male stripper dancing in front of me," she joked.

He chuckled and said, "Baby girl, you have no idea how good I am. My dancing skills are superb. Wait until you see me dance..." he said naughtily.

Sheena swallowed the lump in her throat. "What will happen when you dance?" she asked, amused.

"When I start dancing you will forget everything including your name," he said huskily.

Sheena broke into merry laughter. "Really?"

"Yup!" Warren chuckled. "Can't wait to see me in my boxer, baby girl?" he said, teasing her.

Sheena blushed tomato red. "No way! Don't go there, Mister! I have to remind you that I'm just your escort. Nothing more, nothing less," she said in a hard tone, informing him about her rules that he must respect and follow.

"I understand, ma'am," Warren said. "Don't worry, I won't do foolish things that are against your will. Scout honor," he said reassuringly.

"Thank you, sir," Sheena said in relief. He never fails to make her feel better.

"Stop calling me, sir. That's too formal. Call me Warren from now on," he said.

"Copy, sir, I mean Warren..." she replied awkwardly.

"Good girl. Have you eaten dinner already?" he asked.

"Not yet."

"I will buy you dinner and have it delivered to your address," he offered.

She refused his offer. "No, thank you. My friend has already ordered food, and it will arrive any moment now."

"Okay. Bon apetit. I will call you tomorrow to inform you of the exact time I will come to your place to fetch you, baby girl," he said in a sexy voice.

"Are... are you coming to my place to fetch me?" she asked.

"Yes. Why? What's wrong? You don't want me to come to get you?"

"Nah, it's okay. You can come anytime," she replied.

"Alright then, text me before you sleep tonight," he ordered.

"Got it, sir," she said, wrinkling her nose.

"Call me by my name," he corrected.

"Yes, Warren," she finally obeyed his command.

"Wow, I like the way you say my name," he said huskily, groaning in delight.

She rolled her eyes. "Go to sleep now," she finally said before their conversation turned to flirting and teasing.

"Later. I still have to finish a few things first before I retire for the night," he replied. "Text you later, baby girl."

"OK. Bye," Sheena ended his call at her end. She stared at her phone for a long time. She scratches her head. Why does he like calling her baby girl?

What was he thinking?

She rolled her eyes.

Ah, maybe he was just being sweet, trying to make her feel at ease with him. She was thankful for his effort though. Between them, she was the escort, and she was supposed to do the hard work to impress him, but the opposite happened. He was trying his hardest to make her feel at ease with him.

The whole experience is kind of bizarre to her.

She scratches her head even more as confusion sinks deeper into her consciousness.

Ashley entered the room. "Girl, the food is ready," she announced.

"Coming." Sheena left her room and went to Ashley's room to eat dinner with her.

Ashley was the one who ordered a delicious dinner for the two of them.

Sheena was drooling at the sight of savory beef steak, fried rice, fried chicken, stir-fried vegetable, apple pie and soda on the table.

"Yummy!" Sheena gushed in delight, filling her plate with fried rice, beef steak and fried chicken.

"Let's enjoy our feast." Ashley smiled, taking a big bite of the crispy fried chicken thighs.

The two girls ate their sumptuous dinner with a good appetite.

After they finished eating, the girls chatted for two hours.

Ashley gave Sheena some pointers on how to handle men so they would keep coming back to request her services. It includes some flirting, caring and, most of all, the escort must have good listening ears because some of the clients just want to talk about their private lives to someone who will not judge them for who they are.

Sheena listened attentively to Ashley's lectures and tips while imagining Warren's face and his charming smile.

"Shen, are you listening to me?" Ashley asked her absent-minded friend. "Are you still afraid and worried about escorting Mr. West to the island?" she asked.

Sheena nodded her head. "Yes. A little bit. I can't help it."

Ashley gently patted her friend's back. "I understand how you feel since it's your first time. Don't worry, I think Mr. West is a decent guy. I'm confident he won't take advantage of your vulnerability, knowing it's your first time. Everything will be fine," she assured her.

"I hope so," Sheena murmured.

"If you have already arrived at the island and something comes up that worries you, call me right away. Okay?" Ashley said.

"Yes, I will," Sheena replied, feeling more anxious than ever before. She rose to her feet. "Thanks for the delicious dinner. I'm going back to my room to continue packing my things," she said, heading to the door.

"Good night," Ashley said.

"Night night," Sheena smiled brightly. "Don't worry about me, I'm a big girl. I will survive my first job as an escort," she said confidently.

Ashley gave her a thumbs up, pleased with her positive remarks.

Sheena returned to her room. She continued packing her things. After she finished packing, she went inside the bathroom for some washing and cleaning, then changed into her pajamas.

She was about to lay down on the bed to get ready to sleep when she remembered that Warren wanted her to call him before she went to sleep.

She added his number to her contacts and gave him a call.

He replied quickly. "Hey baby girl," he said. "Are you going to sleep now?" he asked.

"Yes," she replied, yawning.

"Can we do a video chat for a few minutes? Activate your video, please," he said.

Sighing, Sheena activated the video, and she finally saw him lying on the bed, naked from the waist up to his sculpted chest. He was wearing a black boxer, ready to sleep.

Warren chuckled. "Done sizing me up? Did you like what you saw, baby girl?" he asked huskily, teasing her.

Sheena blushed crimson red. "In your dreams!" she said, glaring at him.

"Now I see you in your floral pajamas. You look cute and desirable," he commented. "Do you want to see me dance? I can perform a sizzling hot dance number before you sleep," he said, smiling broadly, enjoying teasing her.

Sheena broke into a fit of laughter. Every time he mentioned his dancing skills, it never failed to elicit laughter from her. "You're funny as hell."

Warren grinned. "I'm glad I made you smile, babe."

Huh? Her heart froze.

Sheena was taken aback by his endearment. "W-what did you just call me?"

"Nothing," Warren smiled, loving the expression of surprise on her face. "Good night, baby girl," he said, quickly ending the video chat with her, not giving her the chance to reprimand him. He put his phone down on the side table and grinned broadly.

Meanwhile...

Sheena stared at her phone, shaking her head. Why Mr. West is acting weird?

She put her phone on the side table, lay down on the bed and went to sleep.

That night, both Warren and Sheena slept with each other's image etched firmly in their minds.

***

The following day, Sheena woke up to a beautiful day. The sun's rays entered the window, bathing the room in warm light.

Another day has just begun.

And today she will officially become an escort. The big part of her reluctance to accept the job finally dissipated after Warren made an effort to make her feel at ease. She hopes and wishes that her future clients will also be as caring, considerate and gentle as Mr. West.

She went through her morning routine with a calm mind. Not entertaining any negative thoughts about her new job. What truly matters to her is she can save lots of money to secure her bright future and her mother's sustenance.

After having breakfast with Ashley, she went back to her room and sat down on the bed, watching the videos explaining how to become a successful and profitable escort. The videos taught her how to be more caring and attentive to her clients' needs. It also tackles the important issue of s*x. Although escorts aren't forced to have s*x with their clients, those who offer s*x earn more money than those who don't.

The condoms and morning after pill are also mentioned as must-haves for escorts to carry in their bags at all times to avoid accidental pregnancy and s****l disease. She doesn't have those things yet. Anyway, there is a pharmacy nearby, she will just go there and buy those things before Warren arrives to fetch her.

The door opened and Ashley entered the room. "Ready for your date later?" she asked, holding a pink pouch.

"Yeah," she answered, pausing the video.

"Here, take this pouch. It contains ten condoms and ten tablets of morning pills for you to take just in case you decide to go all the way with Mr. West," Ashley said casually, putting the pouch in her friend's hands.

"Whoa, why so many?" Sheena took a peek inside the pouch.

"It's convenient for you to have them anytime and anywhere because some clients forget to bring their own condoms. You can't get pregnant unless you have $1 million in your bank account," Ashley added in a serious tone.

Sheena breathed deeply. This sensitive issue bothered her deeply.

"Once you have an accidental pregnancy, the party is over. It has already happened to some escort ladies in the past. Some got lucky and received monthly allowances from their wealthy clients. But others are not so lucky. They were discarded and abandoned despite carrying their clients' offspring. So be careful with your actions and use your head wisely. Your goal is to earn money as fast as you can without getting pregnant and emotionally attached to your clients. Do you understand, Shen?" Ashley said in a serious tone.

"Yes, I understand," Sheena replied. "Um, is it true that escorts who agree to have s*x with their clients earn more than those who don't?" Sheena asked for clarity.

"Yes, of course. Everywhere you look, s*x sells. Men in general, no matter their status in life, always crave s*x. You will earn more money if you agree to s*x. But if you don't want to get intimate with them, it's up to you. You can still earn because some wealthy men are generous when it comes to giving big tips. It's your body, you decide what to do with it. Always remember to decide wisely at all times," Ashley said solemnly.

"But what if I don't want s*x and the guy forces me? What am I going to do?" Sheena asked apprehensively.

Ashley took a deep breath. "It hasn't happened to me before, but if it happens to you... give in a little bit, do everything to distract the guy, then tell him you need to use the restroom first, then lock yourself in the bathroom and call Deborah or me. Deborah will call the client and remind him of the contract he agreed to sign up for. Don't call 911, it will cause a scandal. Do you understand me?"

"Got it. Now I'm getting scared," Sheena said in distress. Fear was plastered all over her face.

Ashley sighed heavily. "Don't worry too much, I think Mr. West is a gentleman. He won't force you to do something against your will. But you also have to remember that if you want to earn more money, you have to do more than escorting and that means pleasing men and giving in to their fantasies, making them happy in bed. You get money faster that way. As I said before, the choice is yours," she said, rubbing her friend's back, consoling her.

Sheena bit her lower lip, feeling uneasy, dreading spending moments alone with Mr. West on the island.

"Earning money is hard. Sometimes you have to make difficult choices along the way to achieve your goal faster," Ashley said in a gentle, soothing tone.

"I guess I just have to toughen up, right?" Sheena said morosely, looking deeply disturbed.

"Yup, because this world is not fair to everyone. Our kind have to struggle first before we can achieve what we want," Ashley said in a tone filled with wisdom. She sounds like someone who has already experienced all the terrible things in life and came out a winner.

Done chatting, the girls resumed their morning routine in their respective rooms.

Morning passed like a blur.

That afternoon, Warren texted Sheena that he would arrive at her apartment at 5:00 to fetch her.

Time passes by.

At 5:10 p.m., a luxurious black car stopped in front of the gate of the apartment and Warren exited the driver's seat. He was greeted by Sheena and Ashley at the gate.

After introducing Warren and Ashley to each other, Sheena bid her friend goodbye, promising her friend that she would text her every minute, to Warren's amusement.

After depositing Sheena's bag in the trunk of his car, Warren slid into the driver's seat and assisted his pretty companion with the seatbelt.

"Where are we going?" Sheena asked.

"To the private tarmac. We will board my private jet that will bring us to the island where the tech show is going to be held," Warren explained casually. "Are you okay?" he asked anxiously before starting the engine.

"I'm fine. I believe I can trust you," she said softly, looking deeply into his eyes, wanting to hear his assurance once again. She wants him to take full responsibility for ensuring her safety on the island.

He flashed her a charming smile. His eyes gleamed. "Of course you can trust me, baby girl. I will make your first time as an escort pleasant and enjoyable. I will take care of you. I'll keep you safe," he said reassuringly.

Sheena felt relieved after hearing his assurance. She trusted the sincerity she saw in his eyes.

Warren smiled mischievously. He started the engine and drove his car onto the main road, heading for the private tarmac.