CHAPTER 26: DECISIONS AND DISOBEDIENCE

Aiden

I somehow drifted off to sleep as I thought about Aria. There was too much stress riding on me and I knew just how to get rid of it. She annoyed the hell out of me, but there was no other option.
I sighed in annoyance and decided to call Brittney and ask her out on a date. That was very unusual of me, but then again, I couldn't have Aria so she was my last resort. "Well hi babe! Funny to see you calling me. Has a cow finally jumped over the moon?"
"Hello, Brittney, and while I'm not sure about the cow...I'm pretty sure about hell freezing over...." I chuckled at the old joke, except it wasn't funny to me. With me being from hell and all, I had to be loosing my mind asking this bitch for anything.
"So what's up?" "I was thinking that maybe you'd want to go on a date with me tonight?" I heard her pause behind the phone for a while. If she declined my offer, I could always visit the club if I was ever feeling bored.
"Are you really asking me out? Of course I'll go on a date with you! When should I be ready?"
"7 p.m. sharp. I've already made reservations." "Ok. I'll be ready then. God I'm so pumped for this!" I faked a laugh hearing her giddyness through the phone. Of course I was going to use her for my own personal gain. Of course she should expect nothing more from me.
If it was Aria instead of her, my heart would be doing summersaults and her happiness would be my pleasure, but in this case, there was only one thing I wanted from Brittney tonight.
There wasn't a problem getting what I wanted from her seeing how she could never tell me no.
I'd had my fair share with woman that never questioned my motives. Women that was always so easy for me, and Brittney was one of them. Aria wasn't like them in any way and that was one of the reasons I couldn't forget her nor keep my hands off of her. She never just allowed me walk over her and if she ever felt that she didn't like what I said or did, she was fast at correcting me and putting me in my place. One of the many things that turned me on about her.
"Yes, of cour-.." "Oh! And Brittney?" I said while cutting her off, "Wear something...nice.", and I hung up the phone.
Why was I even doing this in the first place? Because if I didn't, the lack of sex would drive me insane.
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I drove to Brittney's apartment and texted her, letting her know that I was outside waiting for her. She walked up to my car and knocked on the passenger window. When I rolled down the window she asked me if I was going to open her door for her. "God, how rude of me." I said as I got out and walked to the door and opened it for her as she climbed in.
"Might as well act like a gentleman if I'm going to get what I want tonight." I said to myself not knowing that she heard me. "What'd you say babe?" she said staring at me. "Oh nothing! I was just saying how stunning you look tonight...baby." I cringed as that word left my mouth, leaving a sour taste on my tongue. "Oh, thank you."
As she talked I shut her door, and found my way back to the driver side and started heading towards the restaurant.
"I brought this dress back in Paris on one of my fashion show trips. Do you like it?"
"Yes, I like it alot." I ran my fingertips down her forearm earning a moan and a smile from her. I wasn't lying when I told her I liked her dress. It looked good on her and even I could not deny that.
Once we arrived at the restaurant, I again opened the door for her and tossed the valet my keys. As soon as we walked inside, the host greeted me immediately and just confusingly nodded at the woman I had chosen to hang on my arms for the night. I gave the host a nod and he led us to the back where our table was and placed our drink orders.
"So how's it been? The company I mean." "Hmph, it's been much better than it's ever been before. Lots of new 'talent' in the office now." "Talent? Must be a very proud man to hold that in your hands. Seeing how it's very hard to come by these days. How does it feel to be the one to use it?" she asked staring at me.
I had to clear my throat a few times from thinking about my submissive minx. "Oh, you have no idea." I said as I sipped on my bourbon. "Just to have and hold. To bend and break and shatter that 'talent' just to rebuild it in your own way," as my mind wandered, I traced the rim of my glass with my forefinger. " it's unimaginable. It's no ones' power but yours. To use of and discard as you please, it's your decision....it's simply intoxicating."
"Wow, it..it must be quite a feeling." She said while looking at me flustered. I sighed and leaned back in my chair looking at Brittney. "How about yourself? Know what your occupation is going to be after this modeling thing?" "Maybe? I haven't really thought about it. Might just become a high-end escort."
I stopped drinking my alcohol and peered over the rim of the glass at her. An escort? I didn't have a say in the matter, but as much as I couldn't stand her, Brittney had a banging body and an amazing skin tone. However, if Aria had implied that she wanted to be an escort, I would've led her to the back room, bent her over, and fucked her til she fell unconscious.
So when Brittney mentioned that, I just sat back and looked at her with dull, bored eyes. "You should, but only if you're comfortable with it. It is much more than just walking around in skimpy clothing."
"Excuse me! I don't just walk around in skimpy clothes! Modeling is a profession too Aiden." She said while smiling at me, but I could hear the anger laced in her tone. "I'm sorry" I said. "I didn't mean to say it like that, or offend you in any way." I said as I leaned over the table and grabbed her hand. "It's okay. I don't mind it, I'll forget you said anything about it."
"Thank..you." I snatched my hand away from hers as the waiters brought out our food.