Wicked & Willing (Open for 1 female, pm if interrested)

[PNS_Charming]

(Open for 1 female, pm if interrested)

"What would you say if i told you that it is possible that you are the missing grand child of a millionaire?"

Venus Messina just smiled as she opened a bottle of bud and with her thumb sent the capsule flying towards the trash can. She did not even look at the old man she called mr Collins after his favourite drink, Tom Collins. He sat at one end of the bar table and had tried to draw her into a conversation ever since he arrived. Grand child of a millionaire. Right.

"And this millionaire's heiress." the man persisted.

Despite that his voice was loud there was none that payed him any attention. It was well into happy hour a warm friday night in july. Everybody knew that friday nights in an Irish pub was as good a place for drama and incredible stories as any cinema.

It was the third evening the man took a place at the bar table, watching as Venus worked. It was just a job until she found a more permanent one. Venus could not deny the curiosity the man's words filled her with. What could be the harm in just playing along with his fantasies?

"So i am an heiress to a millionaire?" She asked him sarcastically. "To whom?"

"Max Longotti." The old man say with a smile. "He have spent an fortune to find you. You can't deny a man his wish of spending some time with you, can you?"

Venus looked the man in his eyes. "I don't know why you think i am this man's grand daughter, but i will meet him." She say before she serve her next customer.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Venus was rushing around behind the bar, her deep rich red curled locks dangled about her face as the rest stayed pulled back into a long ponytail that rested against her back. She was mixing drinks left and right, the music was playing, the TVs around the bar all on different channels and the voices all seemed to run together as she closed it out the best she could. Another typical Friday night, the crowd was rowdy and the drinks were plentiful as were the tips.

She walked back and forth behind the bar, the other tender called off and she rushed around trying to keep all content. Her feet ached in her heels that evening, shed worked every night for the past two weeks due to vacations, and lack of good help. The sound of her heels tapped upon the tile floor behind the bar as she tossed the bar towel over her shoulder and left it rest upon it while she exhaled slowly. She had only a few seconds to rest before a customer held up his empty long neck bud bottle waving it around as she groaned softly and stood up flipping open the cooler to grab another.

‘What would you say if I told you that it is possible that you are the missing grand child of a millionaire?’

She grabbed a cold bud from the cooler and flicked the top off it, and didn’t need to watch where the cap went, she just grabbed a coaster placed it before the next guy a few seats down while he screamed out at the TV while the game was on. She placed the bottle on it, looked over the bar and made sure all were happy and had drinks before them as she sat down on the bar stool once more behind the bar and rested. She heard him speak again as she rested there. Her ivory skin showed her few freckles across the bridge of her nose.

‘And this millionaire's heiress.’ She heard him say as she looked to him and noted his empty glass. Venus cocked her head as she heard him speak those words; his voice was on the deep side and anything he said was only heard by her as the crowd was more into the music, the TV or a partner or friend. Venus grabbed a tall drink glass and set it aside after she tossed a few ice cubes into it and then the shaker, she added gin, lemon juice, powdered sugar and covered it and shook it. Venus pouring it into the Tom Collins glass, adding the finishing touches to it as she added the club soda and stirred it. She smiled to Mr. Collins as she garnished the drink with a lemon slice, and orange slice and one cherry she plopped in it.

Giving him all her attention she slips a straw into the drink and places it before him. Venus finds him a bit amusing, he was different than the normal drunks that try to feed her bullshit, so what harm was it to play along with him she thought. "So I’m an heiress to a millionaire?" Venus says as she lets her fingers slip from the glass and takes the empty one away. “Well then this one is on me Mr. Collins since I have so much money then.” She spoke to him sarcastically as she did to most try to feed her bullshit.

Venus reached up and pushed the locks of dangling curls from her face as she made sure the customers were once again content, and then sat on the stool as she caught him giving her a smile and he went on spinning this tale to her. ‘Max Longotti. He has spent a fortune to find you. You can't deny a man his wish of spending some time with you, can you?’

She looked into his eyes and spoke directly to him with a straight face of sincerity. “I don't know why you think i am this man's grand daughter, but I will meet him.” With that said she pushed herself to her high hells and walked down the bar to a woman and quickly fixed her a double jack on the rocks and, while she was up she grabbed a few more customers and sat them down fresh mugs of beer, an then took her seat again placing her feet on the bottom rung as she let her heels catch it.

“So, now that I have agreed to meeting his man, you give me the time, date and where at and I’ll show up. Just give me notice so I know how to work my day off around it, deal? I’m still one hundred percent sure you have the wrong girl, just so you know I told you so ahead of time.”

 

[PNS_Charming]

Flanaghan's pub, New York

Tom Collins smiled at Venus. He had gained her attention and now all he had to do was to add on the bait.

"Two days from now you will travel to Atlanta. You will meet mr Longotti in the Longotti line building at his office. I wan't you to give this at least one week. So i can either confirm or decline if you are mr Longotti's grand daughter."

He take a sip of his drink and look her straight in her eyes. "I will pay all of your expences and i have a check here of 5000 dollars if you accept it. You will get the check now and will keep the money either you are related to mr Longotti or not."

Longotti line building, Atlanta

Troy Langtree sat at his new office in the Longotti line building and smiled with pleasure at the tasteful decoration and the wonderful view over Atlanta city. The office of the family owned warehouse in South Florida had been nice, with the palm trees and bikini clad girls outside the window.

"It sure had it's advantages." He mumbled with a smile.

But he preferred the view over Atlanta. There was the big city's high energy and excitement. during his first week he lived there he had also been more energetic and excited. He still couldn't come to grips that he was there. If anyone had asked him a year earlier what he thought he would be doing he would have answered that he had stayed at the warehouse. He had never imagined himself doing something different.

After his fathers retirement six years earlier Troy had worked with his twin brother Trent. That was until they both realised that Troy loved the warehouse and Trent hated it. When Trent skipped ship to start his own business as a landscape architect, Troy took on the role as boss without a thought.

He had loved his work, even if he was bored and trapped at times. He had other activities that held his spirits up. Mostly activities that included women. As the wealthy and attractive man he was he had never had to go without female company.

About a year earlier had his well adjusted life started to go downhill. His brothers marriage had been a surprise, a nice one. When Troy saw how crazy Trent was with his wife Chloe. He had for the first time in his life started to wonder if he would ever find a woman who he would be equally crazy with.

Doubtfully.

Chloe's pregnancy had filled the family with joy, Troy included. It was probably the reason why he got himself involved with a woman that wasn't even his type. By dating a young woman that reminded a little by his brothers wife he may have tried to follow his twin's lead.

Maybe.

Whatever the reason it had ended in disaster. For once Troy had met a woman that wasn't only in it for fun. She had fallen in love and Troy had not. Sure, he liked her. She had been nice and attractive. And she had totally bored him.

When he broke it of she had been devastated and she sure let him know that. Troy had never meant to hurt her and never made any promises to her. they only went out a few times and had never even slept together. He could not understand now afterwards why he almost settled with a woman that didn't drove him mad with desire.

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Venus looked at the time, and it was soon time for her to go, Jake promised her she could leave early tonight and she deserved it. She looked down the bar and to the gentleman again. “Gimmie a few minutes and I’m all yours. Then I can honestly listen to what you have to say.” She got up from her stool and gave barb the run down of who was drinking what and then walked to the opposite end where she grabbed her tip money from the jar and stuffed it into her front pocket and as always counted it once she got home. She waved to all her regulars and went and took a stool aside Mr. Collins, and waited till Barb served her a diet coke and then crossed her legs letting her feet rest and smiled. “Okay, now fill me in.”

He had her attention fully; as she listened to him speak. Venus knew men; she watched how his eyes stayed focused upon her as he spoke. Two days was pushing it, she would need to make sure she could get off. “Hold on a second Mr. Collins, let me confirm I can get off for a week.”

Venus waved over Jake the owner of the pub, she hated to lie but she knew if she didn’t that she’d never be able to have the time off and she herself knew that she could use the time away even if it was for something she had no belief in. Worse came to worse she’d have an excuse why she could return. Jake came over and she whispered into his ear, he gave her a hug and nodded letting her know it was okay and then as he walked away she confirmed she could do it.

She watched as he took a sip of his drink, and her brow rose as he handed her a check for the amount of five thousand dollars. “Please don’t take this wrong Mr. Collins, but I’ll see if this is real first of all before I do anything. This is New York and we are talking a far fetch here. If this is anything like buying me to be with some man for a week where I’m his paid whore the deal is off.”

He assured Venus it was nothing like that which made her feel better. The next evening she worked and he came in and handed her, her flight tickets and smiled as she handed him a drink. She left him know the check cleared and she would be ready to go the following day.

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Venus’s flight was nice; she rode first class for the very first time. She’d never been to Atlanta and had no idea where she was going. As the plane landed she got butterflies within her stomach, it felt as if there was twenty-five sets of wings fluttering around within her. The plane had landed and everyone was quickly getting off leaving her sitting there alone until a stewardess came to her and asked her if she was okay. Venus responded she was fine, and got off the plane.

She waited by the luggage terminal until her bags came about. Once she saw them she grabbed them and headed out towards the front of the airport. The sun was hot, the breeze was a lot warmer than what she was used to. She placed her bags down and wondered where to go from there. She reached into her purse and got out the paper that she’d written everything on, and when she looked back up there stood a young man dressed in a chauffeurs uniform holding a piece of paper with her name upon it . Venus swallowed hard as she walked towards him. She greeted him and then felt him take her bags from her hand as she escorted her to the black BMW 740iL stretch limo. She felt her heart skip a beat, she seen these limos all over New York but never thought she’d have the privilege of riding as a passenger in one. He placed her bags in the trunk and then held her door open for her. He shut it and got in the car behind the wheel. Looking forth he looked back in the mirror, “Miss Venus, I have strict instructions to take you to your hotel, let you check in and then from there to the Longotti line building. You have thirty minutes from the time we check in to the time we need to leave again.”

The partition shut, and then she heard classical music being piped through the speakers as she sat back and waited for something to happen, like he’d stop and dump her after raping her or some shit. She tried to calm herself as he swerved around traffic; everything about them was nothing but buildings, tall short, office and others of assorted kinds.

They pulled around to a crescent driver, she stopped before the hotel as she watched him get out, grab her bags and then sit them down as she opened the door and helped her out. Then he closed it and led her into the main lobby of the Longotti hotel. He got her checked in while she looked about, it was the Hilton times twenty she thought. Venus was totally out of her field there, she knew she couldn’t be his family, there was just no way, she’d have known if she came from money.

Venus was escorted to her room; from there she had fifteen minutes to get herself prepared to meet this man she had never heard about before. There wasn’t much to do. Venus was a natural beauty, hardly wore make up and her hair was just long spiraled curls. She didn’t bring much dress clothes, just mainly her normal daily wear which was jeans and a nice shirt. She changed into flowing black pants and a white silk shirt. Venus slipped on black heels and placed her hair up on her head and pinned her locks of curls up. She looked in the mirror and sighed softly. Who was she fooling she thought, if he had that much money that no matter what she wore she’d feel out of place. She quickly dropped her hair, and changed back into her jeans, heels and silk shirt. She slipped on her leather jacket and went out the door and down to meet the driver.

He looked her over and smiled, then helped her back into the car and then drover her to the Longotti Line Building. Venus got out and he gave her directions where to go. She thanked him and headed in. Venus stopped and looked up at the building. She shielded her eyes from the glare of the sun as it shined against the dark panes of glass windows. Venus took a deep breath and walked in, as she did the limo pulled away, so she could either run now or go through with it. She pulled the handle in and followed the directions she was given. Venus stepped from the elevator and approached the receptionist who looked her over then rolled her eyes.

The young model type stick woman waved her to a chair and told her to take a seat that she was expected and she will be called on in a few moments to see Mr. Longotti. Venus felt like shit right then and there, she knew this wasn’t her world by far and should have never taken Mr. Collins up on it. She decided to stand, as she looked out the window and into the city from floors up. Everything and everyone looked so small from as high up as she was. She felt homesick, she’d wondered if it was too late to turn around and go back to New York before anyone knew the better. She could grab a cab and her things and go back to the airport; she had her return flight ticket.

Venus took a deep breath and decided this was foolishness, she turned around and went to walk to the elevator to hail a cab and go home…

 

[PNS_Charming]

Troy sat alone and bored at his desk in his office that was just opposite to the one used by Max Longotti. Max was away on a regular health inspection. The man was almost 90 years old but his health and condition was superb. Troy loved the older man and was sometime worried that he worked to much. Most men spent their later years taking it easy. Not Max. He loved the company. That was why he put Troy as vice president and not Tom Collins who Troy thought of as an asshole.

Troy quickly read an report about a complain toward the shipping part of the company. He sighed deeply. It was the boring part, he was more into the business aspect of Longotti Lines. With a shrug he lay back the paper on the desk and stood up. He loved to work but he wasn't the workoholic Max was.

He walked over to the door and reached for the handle. Just then he saw her. The redhaired woman sitting waiting in the chair beside the reception area. She obviously had an meeting with Max and not himself as Sherry, the receptionist hadn't notified him of her arriving.

Troy stand there with his eyes glued to her as she seem to be uncomfortable being there. His curiosity forces his hand to open the door and walk out. Just then the redhaired woman stand up and start to walk toward the elevator. Troy had no intention of letting her slip away until she had calmed his curiosity. It had been months since he reacted as strongly as a man when he saw an attractive woman. With a smile to Sherry he walk past her to the woman waiting for the elevator.

The difference in how they dress does not concern him as he stops at her side. She wearing jeans and a leather jacket. He himself was wearing a grey business suit. He camed his fingers through his black hair and his blue eyes was digging holes in the side of her cheek. As she notice him being there his lips turn up in a smile.

"Hello there. Could not miss that you where looking for someone, or waiting? Can i help you? The name is Troy by the way."

 

[Sinful_whispers]

Venus watched as a quite handsome man walked out of one of the office doors. She knew that wasn’t who she came to see, especially if this man supposed to be her grandfather. She let her eyes wonder down him starting with his hair which seemed to be in place, not one hair out as if he just stepped out of a magazine, right off the cover of GQ. She admired him physically how his expensive suit fit his muscular build especially his shoulders. His crisp shirt showed his chest a bit as she dropped her eyes down him slowly until he came close and approached her and then she raised her blue hues and looked within his. Grey looked good upon him, it accented his well defined features, earth tone color kind of guy she thought.

‘Hello there. Could not miss that you where looking for someone, or waiting? Can I help you? The name is Troy by the way.’

His voice was fitting of her build as well as his look. Not to deep yet not soft either. “Hello Troy I was looking for a man...” She slopped there and blushed a bit feeling the heat in her cheeks as that sounded like she was a hooker. “What I mean is, this is really going to sound off the wall to you I’m sure.” Venus actually felt foolish trying to explain the reason why she was there, as the story was so far fetched almost as if it was a fairy tale being told and she was the brunt of some joke. “Okay, the man I’m to meet is a Mr. Max Longotti. This other man Mr. Collins came to my work and tried to tell me I was Mr. Longotti’s long lost grand daughter but I assure you I’m not. He insists that I am and so to make him happy I said I would come here and talk to the man and stay a week. I know it really sounds far fetched.”

Venus watched him as she spoke; she watched the expressions upon his face. He was so handsome one couldn’t but help to just admire him. She felt out of place, she was dressed down and never expected the place to be so classy maybe the word is upscale. Venus just hoped that he wasn’t going to tell her she’s on some whacked out TV show or call security on her and have her hauled off then realize she wasn’t a guest at the hotel and it would all snowball from there as she’d be caught there in Georgia with nobody to help her. She waited for his next move. Venus felt her stomach turn as she waited of him to have the secretary call security on her to haul her ass away.