Dirty Secrets Of A Working Woman

Chapter 6 Pretty Woman Theory

Mr Pierce glares at her.

“Figure s**t out yourselves,” he snaps.

“We can’t, Sir; you’re needed. Mr Askley is here. He said he got a message saying you needed him here right away.” Her words are quick, and he groans.

He steps away from me and I instantly wish he hadn't now that his body isn't touching mine. I feel cold all of a sudden.

“Find out who f****d up! Do I look like I messaged asking for him to meet me now?” Mr Pierce glares at her.

“Right away, Sir.” She nods.

“Tell him I will be there in a few moments.” He explains and turns to me.

“Shall I show your ‘guest’ out, sir? Then you needn't worry about how long you're taking,” she says.

“She is busy. I will show her out when she is dressed to leave,” he argues.

“No need; I can show myself out,” I reply. Walking into the bathroom, I quickly get changed. Stepping out, he is still waiting.

“I said you don't need to show me out. Please, go to your meeting.” I say.

“We will arrange another time to continue this, so expect my call,” he says, and I nod, rushing out. When I get to the lift, the woman is standing there.

She glares at me in disgust. Well, that's not very nice. I smirk slightly and step into the lift with her. Standing, she keeps her face forward. I wonder who messaged the guy saying Mr Pierce wanted to meet him.

Why? Something tells me it's this woman. She is glaring hard.

“I'm sure I will see you again next time he requests my presence,” I say.

“Doubtful you will be back. Bunny Wild, you're only good for the hour. He can do better,” she mocks.

“Better?” I ask and step closer to her; I watch her body move and her back hits the wall of the elevator. “You mean like you?” I glance down at her body. “You wouldn't last five seconds with a man like Mr Pierce, the way you stuttered when he shouted confirms it,” I laugh.

Moving, I lick against her neck just to taunt her more; she squeals and pushes me back.

“You're repulsive, not worthy of anything but an hour. Once he's had that, you won't be valuable anymore,” she storms out of the lift, and I laugh.

So she does like Mr Pierce and is jealous that we are making a video. I wonder if she realises that is all it was - a video, nothing personal.

Clara is grinning far too much; my head shakes. I can't tell her right now; Else is here. I have a feeling Mr Pierce gave me a fake name when he booked me to keep his identity hidden.

Else grins at me. “Is he hot, can you answer that?”

“He is,” I say, and she squeals.

“If you're going to step into prostitution, it helps that the guy is hot,” Clara laughs. “And rich based on how much he paid.” She smirks at me.

“Have you considered the alternative?” Else looks at me.

“What alternative?” There isn't one. I laugh slightly.

“‘Pretty Woman’! Make him fall for you.” Else says, and my eyes widen.

“Wow, no.” I'm not about to use a guy for money, not in that sense. Even I have morals, maybe not many, but I have them.

“Why not? He's paying for s*x, so may as well pay to keep you,” she laughs.

Alexis is in the room with me. “No, it's wrong on so many levels.”

Alexis shrugs. “Each to their own, I guess, but I couldn't live with and marry a guy purely for the cash,” she explains.

I'm glad it isn't just me. I watch Else stand and walk out.

“Now tell me who he is!” Clara laughs slightly.

“Mr Pierce,” I whisper, and her eyes widen.

“You know what Else said? I kind of agree,” her words have me sitting shocked.

“What? You just agreed with me,” I laugh.

“I know, but look around. You can get out of this place. The speed he goes through women means you will likely fail, but what if you don’t?” she shrugs.

“I can't use a guy for money in that way,” I argue.

“You're not. You find him attractive. That goofy ass smile says you do. So you like him, so why not test the water? See how far he's willing to go to keep having you,”

Maybe she's right. “We're going to hell, just so you realise,” I laugh. “You're right, though. Had I met him in a bar or similar, I wouldn't have refused to date him,” I say. God, am I really considering this? I laugh slightly.

“Look, all I am saying is, when you do film this video, maybe stay afterwards for a drink, get talking, and see how it goes?” Clara says, and I sigh.

“I'm not sure.” I'm not comfortable with it, even if I would date him. If I met him while out and he had a regular low-paid job, I would date him, but the fact that I know he has money makes it feel wrong.

“You always get the high payers, Alexis; it says something. Men crave and want you. They are watching you a lot in the videos, so why wouldn't someone want to keep you to themselves?” she asks.

“That's the thing, though, keeping me to themselves. I won't be comfortable not earning for myself, and I doubt any guy would be happy to have a porn star as a wife,” I laugh, and she joins in.

“Some may, and anyway, you wouldn't need a high-paying job, not if you met the right guy and swayed him into wanting you,” she winks and I laugh. “So, Mr Pierce?” She asks.

“I don't know, I...” My words stop as the door opens, and Mr Pierce walks in. He smiles and steps towards me.

He's here. At the f*****g studio? Maybe he doesn't care about people knowing his identity and him wanting to f**k a porn star.