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and leave it at that. No need to go into detail because anything more is none of their business.”
“Okay,” I said, as I nodded in agreement.
“Do you have a preference for what you want to say that you do for a living?” Roman asked.
“You can say that I’m the founder of a non- profit organization called Sarah’s Wings, that helps physically and sexually-abused children and teens.”
Roman turned to look at me, and I saw intrigue in his eyes and the urge to ask me something; but he thought better of it and simply nodded his head.
“You never told me what you do for business,” I stated. In fact, Sandy had already told me, I just wanted to hear what he was going to say.
“I’m a business developer. I buy land and properties and turn them into viable businesses, homes, basically whatever that community needs the most. In New York I helped build schools and after school programs in the poorest neighborhoods. Politicians love to give empty promises when its election time, but once they’re in office they never come through on any of their promises. I wanted to do something about that, make a difference for the kids whose parents can’t afford expensive daycare costs or private tutoring or music lessons. I built buildings, I invested in these programs, and they are thriving, but I wanted to do more. Detroit is a prime example of a place that needs help rebuilding, especially in its poorest neighborhoods. That’s why I moved from New York and came here.”
Now I was the one that was intrigued. I saw the passion and sincerity in Roman’s eyes as he spoke, and that’s when I knew that he wasn’t like all the rest because he put his words into action. I couldn’t believe I was in the presence of a businessman who actually took the necessary steps, and invested a lot of time and money to make a difference for the poor in New York, and now Detroit. I was touched and impressed since I was born and raised in the inner city. That still didn’t change the fact that his people skills sucked.
Chapter Seven - A Night to Remember (Sarah)
The limo stopped at the front entrance and the driver got out to open the door for us. Roman got out first and helped me out. As we began to walk towards the front doors of the mansion, he placed a warm arm around my waist as though we were old lovers. Despite the fact that I despised him at the moment, a flash of heat warmed my body from head to toe because of his touch. Damn my body for betraying me this way. We quickly approached the grand entrance to the massive mansion. There were cameras flashing everywhere and a lot of commotion as the Detroit elite began to arrive at the ball. We were finally inside of the mansion and it was so beautiful. Big, beautiful flower arrangements that consisted of the most exotic flowers were placed everywhere. There was live classical music being played in the background complete with three violinists, a cellist, and a pianist.
“Who owns this place?” I asked, in a low whisper.
His large hand rested comfortably on my waist as he pulled me close to him. “David and Maggie Smith,” he responded. “They both come from old money and are very well known in these circles and beyond. They are the second-richest family in Detroit.”
His lips were so close to my ear that I swear they were caressing the sensitive shell. I didn’t know what he was doing, but this subtle seduction wasn’t part of the escort deal. His warm breath on my ear and the deep baritone rumble of his voice awakened things in me that I didn’t want awakened at that moment, especially by him. I closed my eyes and prayed that I would make it through the night and never have to be seen by this man again. I nodded my head in understanding and tried to put some distance between us, but Roman wasn’t having it.
“Oh, no. I want you to stay close by my side for the entire night.” His deep voice sent shivers throughout my
“Okay,” I said, as I nodded in agreement.
“Do you have a preference for what you want to say that you do for a living?” Roman asked.
“You can say that I’m the founder of a non- profit organization called Sarah’s Wings, that helps physically and sexually-abused children and teens.”
Roman turned to look at me, and I saw intrigue in his eyes and the urge to ask me something; but he thought better of it and simply nodded his head.
“You never told me what you do for business,” I stated. In fact, Sandy had already told me, I just wanted to hear what he was going to say.
“I’m a business developer. I buy land and properties and turn them into viable businesses, homes, basically whatever that community needs the most. In New York I helped build schools and after school programs in the poorest neighborhoods. Politicians love to give empty promises when its election time, but once they’re in office they never come through on any of their promises. I wanted to do something about that, make a difference for the kids whose parents can’t afford expensive daycare costs or private tutoring or music lessons. I built buildings, I invested in these programs, and they are thriving, but I wanted to do more. Detroit is a prime example of a place that needs help rebuilding, especially in its poorest neighborhoods. That’s why I moved from New York and came here.”
Now I was the one that was intrigued. I saw the passion and sincerity in Roman’s eyes as he spoke, and that’s when I knew that he wasn’t like all the rest because he put his words into action. I couldn’t believe I was in the presence of a businessman who actually took the necessary steps, and invested a lot of time and money to make a difference for the poor in New York, and now Detroit. I was touched and impressed since I was born and raised in the inner city. That still didn’t change the fact that his people skills sucked.
Chapter Seven - A Night to Remember (Sarah)
The limo stopped at the front entrance and the driver got out to open the door for us. Roman got out first and helped me out. As we began to walk towards the front doors of the mansion, he placed a warm arm around my waist as though we were old lovers. Despite the fact that I despised him at the moment, a flash of heat warmed my body from head to toe because of his touch. Damn my body for betraying me this way. We quickly approached the grand entrance to the massive mansion. There were cameras flashing everywhere and a lot of commotion as the Detroit elite began to arrive at the ball. We were finally inside of the mansion and it was so beautiful. Big, beautiful flower arrangements that consisted of the most exotic flowers were placed everywhere. There was live classical music being played in the background complete with three violinists, a cellist, and a pianist.
“Who owns this place?” I asked, in a low whisper.
His large hand rested comfortably on my waist as he pulled me close to him. “David and Maggie Smith,” he responded. “They both come from old money and are very well known in these circles and beyond. They are the second-richest family in Detroit.”
His lips were so close to my ear that I swear they were caressing the sensitive shell. I didn’t know what he was doing, but this subtle seduction wasn’t part of the escort deal. His warm breath on my ear and the deep baritone rumble of his voice awakened things in me that I didn’t want awakened at that moment, especially by him. I closed my eyes and prayed that I would make it through the night and never have to be seen by this man again. I nodded my head in understanding and tried to put some distance between us, but Roman wasn’t having it.
“Oh, no. I want you to stay close by my side for the entire night.” His deep voice sent shivers throughout my
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