not that it’s any of your business.”
“Keep it that way; you don’t want another virgin selling her story do you? She’s so fuckin prim and proper that even the sight of it will scare her. She wouldn’t know what to do!” He laughs that disgusting laugh.
I feel sick. I can’t believe that they are discussing me like that. It’s as if I’m some commodity in his life.
Hudson walks out and I avoid his gaze. “He’s ready for you,” he breathes into my ear.
Oh God, that man makes my skin crawl.
Elliott watches me walk in.
“Jess, I’m sorry about that.”
I just nod. I don’t want to speak to him.
“Please, you know it’s all an act with him, yes? I have to be a certain way with Hudson or he’ll walk all over me.”
I look at him.“ I heard your conversation.”
“I know you did, that was his intention. It’s so you’ll back off. Everything he does is for a reason, Jess! Everything - you have to understand that. Hudson’s had a tough life and he’s not going to let anything or anyone take this away from him.” He gestures around the room.
I feel so mad at him. “But I have nothing at all to do with him! I work for you.”
“Yes, but if you screw over the talent, then he’s left high and dry.”
“I understand that but treating people the way he does is just...so degrading.”
“He’s just looking out for me. I can’t blame him for that. The way he acts… I am sorry about that. He has a problem with women. He thinks they should know their place. I don’t agree with him at all. But he had a bitch of a mother who left him when he was seven. She was a prostitute with a drug problem who got a better offer. He tried to look after himself by still going to school, but welfare found out and moved him into a children’s home. He never speaks about that place. God knows what he went through there. He then got a job when he was eighteen in a show bar. He took note of the big CEOs coming into see the girls and then he would make it his mission to sleep with their wives. He worked his way up through tons of women to eventually where he is now. I’m not quite sure how the agency got started, but I have a feeling it has something to do with photos of the CEOs wives and the papers!” he smirks.
I roll my eyes. “Nice, he sounds like such a delight.” But what Elliott says makes sense, unfortunately. I’ll just have to try and avoid him, but not tonight.
I smile at him.
“What?” he asks, kissing my cheek.
“I’d love to go tonight. Thank you for asking me.”
“My pleasure, Miss Ing, and you know what I said last night I meant, all of it. You’re so different from all of the others, Jess. You’re so comfortable to be with; I can be myself with you. I love that.”
Chapter six
The music’s so loud in La Deux that it’s hard to hear what anyone’s saying. But once we are escorted into the VIP area I see Elliott, he’s doing what his does best - entertaining. He looks so good. His hair is in that messy style he wears, he’s wearing a white v-neck fitted t-shirt with dark blue jeans and a navy blazer. He looks the ultimate celebrity. I can’t stop myself from watching him. He catches me and gives me his signature smile.
There are about twelve of us from work and I only know a couple of them. Mia, thank God, is floating around - she does sociable so well. I, on the other hand, hate it until I’ve had a few drinks, and then I’m ready for the party. Hudson appears with two buckets of champagne.
“Drinks are on me, ladies. Who wants to be first?” Hudson shouts, the insinuation is obvious!
Mia grabs a glass on her way past and he smacks her bum. God, he is the last of the chauvinistic pigs. I can’t believe he thinks women like that.
“Aren’t you having a glass, Jess?” Mia asks.
“I don’t really want to get one from him.” Mia rolls her eyes.
“Think of it like this, it’s a free night. He’s spending his money and we’re not spending ours.
“Keep it that way; you don’t want another virgin selling her story do you? She’s so fuckin prim and proper that even the sight of it will scare her. She wouldn’t know what to do!” He laughs that disgusting laugh.
I feel sick. I can’t believe that they are discussing me like that. It’s as if I’m some commodity in his life.
Hudson walks out and I avoid his gaze. “He’s ready for you,” he breathes into my ear.
Oh God, that man makes my skin crawl.
Elliott watches me walk in.
“Jess, I’m sorry about that.”
I just nod. I don’t want to speak to him.
“Please, you know it’s all an act with him, yes? I have to be a certain way with Hudson or he’ll walk all over me.”
I look at him.“ I heard your conversation.”
“I know you did, that was his intention. It’s so you’ll back off. Everything he does is for a reason, Jess! Everything - you have to understand that. Hudson’s had a tough life and he’s not going to let anything or anyone take this away from him.” He gestures around the room.
I feel so mad at him. “But I have nothing at all to do with him! I work for you.”
“Yes, but if you screw over the talent, then he’s left high and dry.”
“I understand that but treating people the way he does is just...so degrading.”
“He’s just looking out for me. I can’t blame him for that. The way he acts… I am sorry about that. He has a problem with women. He thinks they should know their place. I don’t agree with him at all. But he had a bitch of a mother who left him when he was seven. She was a prostitute with a drug problem who got a better offer. He tried to look after himself by still going to school, but welfare found out and moved him into a children’s home. He never speaks about that place. God knows what he went through there. He then got a job when he was eighteen in a show bar. He took note of the big CEOs coming into see the girls and then he would make it his mission to sleep with their wives. He worked his way up through tons of women to eventually where he is now. I’m not quite sure how the agency got started, but I have a feeling it has something to do with photos of the CEOs wives and the papers!” he smirks.
I roll my eyes. “Nice, he sounds like such a delight.” But what Elliott says makes sense, unfortunately. I’ll just have to try and avoid him, but not tonight.
I smile at him.
“What?” he asks, kissing my cheek.
“I’d love to go tonight. Thank you for asking me.”
“My pleasure, Miss Ing, and you know what I said last night I meant, all of it. You’re so different from all of the others, Jess. You’re so comfortable to be with; I can be myself with you. I love that.”
Chapter six
The music’s so loud in La Deux that it’s hard to hear what anyone’s saying. But once we are escorted into the VIP area I see Elliott, he’s doing what his does best - entertaining. He looks so good. His hair is in that messy style he wears, he’s wearing a white v-neck fitted t-shirt with dark blue jeans and a navy blazer. He looks the ultimate celebrity. I can’t stop myself from watching him. He catches me and gives me his signature smile.
There are about twelve of us from work and I only know a couple of them. Mia, thank God, is floating around - she does sociable so well. I, on the other hand, hate it until I’ve had a few drinks, and then I’m ready for the party. Hudson appears with two buckets of champagne.
“Drinks are on me, ladies. Who wants to be first?” Hudson shouts, the insinuation is obvious!
Mia grabs a glass on her way past and he smacks her bum. God, he is the last of the chauvinistic pigs. I can’t believe he thinks women like that.
“Aren’t you having a glass, Jess?” Mia asks.
“I don’t really want to get one from him.” Mia rolls her eyes.
“Think of it like this, it’s a free night. He’s spending his money and we’re not spending ours.
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