Chapter 25

Rhea POV
My phone will not stop dinging today. First soul text to make sure I was still coming to see him tonight, then Damien threatening to come back from Paris if I do not take his calls. These two men are driving me crazy.
I stumble through my work trying to concentrate but all I can think about is Soul. Fuck if I know why. The entire situation is odd. Between the situation with Damien and my seem to be lust for Soul I must be going insane or something. Maybe I only need a good time for a change. Maybe it feels good to have someone or two someones on fire for me. Neither really want me they both only want to fuck my brains out. You know what fuck it I am going to fuck both of them if I want to. Damien is fucking some whore in Paris. Why shouldn’t I have some fun?
I finish my final contracts for the day. I email everything to Damien. He emails me back rather quickly but I do not open it. The subject line says please call me. Well, that is a hell no. I only wanted honesty from him. He could have told me he was going to Paris to see a woman.
I shut down my computer and gather my things to go get ready for night out with Soul and his number one. I really want to know what her name is. I cannot call her number one. It is so degrading. He said she had been there a long time. I would like to know why she is still there and if she ever plans to leave. I want her story.
I open the door to the house and I am greeted my Damien’s staff.
“Sir, is on the phone in the library for you,” the elderly staff member says to me.
“Please tell sir that I need a shower and then I will call him,” I say.
“Yes ma’am,” he says.
He goes to the library to tell Damien. I bet that will make Damien four hundred degrees hot. I am not in the mood to care. He should have been honest with me from the beginning then I would not feel like I need to be a bitch about this entire situation.
I go into my room. I go through my closet to pick out something to wear for tonight. I finally decide on a black shirt with a slit up to my thigh, a white button up and heels. Fuck it. I am going to attempt to wear heels tonight. If I fall I am sure Soul will catch me.
I lay my things out on the bed. I strip down and put my clothes in the dirty clothes basket. I go into the shower. I need a got hot shower. I wonder what Soul has planned for tonight. I have a feeling he is going to try extra hard to convince me to come live with him. After Damien gets back I may have to move out.
I hear my phone ringing and dinging while I am showering. When I get out I wrap up in a towel. I check my phone. It is Damien letting me know he is catching a flight home early in the morning so we can talk, and Soul wanting to know what I am doing. I snap a picture of myself in my towel. I send it to Soul. Why I did that is beyond me, it is a juvenile thing to do.
I continue to get dressed. I slip into my clothes and carefully into my heels. I style my hair and apply some makeup not a lot. I am ready for my night with number one and Soul.
I walk down the steps slowly so I don’t fall. I get to the door to leave and notice the staff is no where in sight. Maybe they are pissed at me also. I go out to get in my car. My car has been moved. He had them move my car. That is fine.
I call Soul.
“Hey darling, can you send someone to pick me up?” I ask him.
“Sure, I will have Reggie there in ten minute,” Soul says.
I go back inside the door and wait a few minutes. I notice the staff is now watching me. I call Damien.
“Hello,” Damien says.
“Did you really have my car hidden so I would call you?” I ask him.
“Tell me where you are going and I will have your car back out front in moments,” Damien says.
“No that is fine, I won’t be needing it anymore,” I say.
“You come to your senses and decide to stay in, I see,” Damien says.
“Not exactly,” I say.
“What does that mean? Why are you being this way?” Damien asks
“I got to go Damien, my ride is here. Tell the whore I said hello,” I say.
I hang up the phone with him screaming at me. Fuck him and this entire situation. I am going back to my apartment tomorrow. First I am going to have some fun with Soul.
I step outside to be greeted by a very nice looking vampire.
“Ma’am, I am Reggie. I will be your driver,” Reggie says.
“Thank you Reggie,” I say.
I get into the backseat. I settle in for the short drive to Soul’s house. I have no idea what tonight holds but I want it to be fun. I am seriously thinking it is time for me to move on. This thing is getting weirder by the minute.
My phone rings. It is Damien again. I decline his call. He texts me.
*Do not get involved with Soul*
I do not text back. I am not trying to get involved with Soul. I am only going to have fun for a night then I am gone. I have to admit as I ride in the back of this car to see Soul my pussy is on fire thinking about him. What does this say at me? I must be a whore.
The driver pulls into the driveway. He pulls up t o the house. He parks the car and comes around to open my door. As I step out of the car I am greeted by number one and Soul.
Number one hugs me. “Thank you for inviting me to join the two of you tonight,” Number one says.
“It is my pleasure. I thought the two of us could get to know one another,” I say to her.
Number one is a very beautiful woman. I still do not get why she is here. Hell why am I here? I guess Soul has the same affect on her as he does on me. It is odd. I look at him smiling at me. He knows he has his hooks in me and he knows I really like it. Something about the way that man touches me makes me crazy.
“I am happy to see my precious,” Soul says. He kisses me softly on the cheek.
“The pleasure is mine,” I say with a smile.
The three of us go into the house. “I thought we could go dancing and out to eat. Unless there is something you would rather do. Number one is very excited to go somewhere to dance,” Soul says.
“I love to dance, as you well know,” I say to Soul.
“Yes and you are very good at moving your sexy little body on the dance floor as I remember,” Soul says.
“Good, I cannot wait to dance with my new friend Number One and get to know her in many different ways,” I say.
Number one giggles at the thought. “But there is one thing, I will not be calling her number one, I need a name to address her by while we are out on the town,” I say to the both of them.
Number one looks at Soul. “It is in her contract not to use her name but for tonight she can choose any names she wants to be called if that will make you happy, Rhea,” Soul says.
“It would make me very happy,” I say.
“I don’t know what to choose,” Number says.
“Can I pick you a name?” I ask her.
“Sure, that would be great,” Number one says.
“From now on when we are together I will call you Roxy,” I say to her.
“I love it,” Number one says.
“I think I like it too. My two best girls Roxy and Rhea,” Soul says.
I love the way Number one is smiling and happy. I know for some reason she is competed devout to Soul, but having a name again seems to be exciting to her.
“So Roxy, Was Soul a good boy today or did he break my rule?” I ask her.
“Well, we bent your rule a little, but he did not have any pussy today or a blow job,” Number one says.
“Well, you will have to give me all of the details later. I think I might enjoy hearing about it,” I say to her.