The bedroom had been transformed into a stage.
Golden lamps were placed strategically around the bed as they casted their lights on the velvet sheets.
A thin mist rose around the air curling into different shapes from a humidifier the photographer had insisted on using for some dramatic effect.
They all just listen since they weren't the professionals.
Alaric stood at the center of the bed, a red silk rob sliding down his tall frame. It looked like he was taking off his clothes.
The fabric clung to him in different places wet from the droplets of golden colored water that the photographer had sprayed on him to make him shiner.
The glitters in the water caught the light faintly and looked like little gems.
The photographer circled around him snapping photo after photo a huge grin on his face.
" Perfect, don't move," he murmured, adjusting his camera," you look like sin itself."
Alaric resistated the urge to roll his eyes. Instead he angled his chin slightly letting the water slide down his throat over his Adam apple.
His wet hair fell in messy coily strands over his shoulders with some of them stuck on his face. This gave him I'm fresh out of the bathroom look.
Bethany had ran her fingers through it making it look disheveled.
" All right Alaric," the photographer breathed in loudly," give me something sexy dangerous. I want the sexual tension."
Alaric shifted. He bent one knee into the mattress while the other was on L shaped and spread his legs a little.
Due to the water dripping onto the silk trousers, they had stuck on his body. This gave a clear outline of his penis again his bent leg.
He gave that cocky smile he used to seduce to the camera. He didn't have to try, he was a natural at this.
The shutter clicked rapidly showing the photographer enthusiasm.
A strand of his hair fell over his face still had droplets of water on it. He didn't try to push it away. The photographer practically jumped up in the air.
" Beautiful," the photographer said breathless," now tilt your head....yes , right there. Hold that look. That one."
Due to the lights and Alaric's natural beauty, he just glowed practically made for the cameras.
The photographer imagined the moment he put this pictures in his portfolio and website, this guy was going to be an internet celebrity.
People with his looks were rare.
" Alaric, you are definitely going to be our mascot , " Bethany said standing behind the photographer .
She was going to commission a portrait of him and put in at the brothels door, he was eye candy for both genders.
Alaric sighed, the website only needed their photos for it to go live . Bethany was determined for it to be live by tonight.
She'd looked up at other brothels website and all of them were doing so well with even reviews and ratings.
He set himself as the camera flash multiple times.
Maybe this would increase their customer flow and they would be able to employ more people and renovate the whole place.
" Okay we are done, I'll edit it and send it to you in an hour," the photographer said as he packed his camera.
Alaric stood up and stretched himself out, he had been in the same position for so long that his muscles were asleep. Photo shoots were really tiring .
" I need a bath," Alaric said as he passed by Bethany and the photographer.
" Do you sleep with men," the photographer asked stepping Infront of Alaric. Alaric looked at him in shock.
" No," he said firmly.
" Pity, you are pretty hot. I feel jealous for those women," he said patting Alaric chest.
Alaric stepped back from his reach. He was straight and would never sleep with a man. But that gave him an idea, maybe they should look for a man who's gay, they would probably increase their client reach.
Well that was a thought for another day, they were just settling down after the s class dungeon incident.
" You should see your face," Bethany said giggling.
Alaric smiled in embarrassment and left the two in the room he really needed a shower and to prepare for tonight if he could snag a customer.
...
Anne looked at the watch to see it was almost Dion's bedtime.
" Dion, it's late time to sleep," she called him as she prepared his bed.
" Okay, I'm just going to brush my teeth, " Dion said as he ran to the bathroom.
" I told you not to run in the house, " she shouted at him but he just laughed and banged the bathroom door closed Infront of her.
She sighed exhausted. Raising a child was not for the weak. She sat on his bed as she looked through the books she was to read . She wanted him to choose one for himself.
He came out of bathroom and jumped directly into the bed.
" I want the story about the knight," he said as he settled in the bed.
" I told you to stop jumping around it's dangerous, ha.. fine," she sighed in defeat. This was becoming a routine.
She picked the book he wanted and started to read. After a few minutes she turned to look and find him asleep.
She smiled and tucked him in.
" Good night," she mumbled and turned off the lights in his room and closed the door.
The moment she was out of his room she slid down the door and sat down, her eyes filled with exhaustion.
Dion's dad had died right after they had gotten married,this had been a really bad time during her Life. She had become a widow in two months.
She had really spiraled but God seemed to have given her something to keep her going. She found out she was two months pregnant after she had gone to the hospital for a check up .
This had been her motivation to keep going. Raising a child as a single mother with no support system except her one friend had been hard but she'd managed.
She and her husband were both orphans so they didn't have any relatives.
She stood up and walked to her room it was only eight in the evening so sleep wouldn't be her friend.
She sat on the bed and opened social media. The place was filled with vedios of hunters in the dungeon and some even live streaming. This was now at the peak.
She had just started watching them when her phone rang, the caller id was her friend. Shirley had been with her through thick and thin.
She answered it.
" Did you think about what I said," Shirley started directly. Shirley was in a relationship and was planning on getting married. It seemed she wanted to infect that energy into her.
" But, Dion is Soo young. I don't want to complicate things," she repeated the same answer she always said.
" I get, but you haven't been with anyone since Daniel. It's been four years. How about a one night stand, just to oil you up," Shirley said. She had been quite promiscuous before she had settled down.
It was a miracle she even settled to begin with.
" But you know, I can't leave Dion alone at home and you are busy with I don't trust baby sitters," she said clearly open to the idea but a baby sitter she had once hired had been mean to Dion so she was skeptical.
" Ooh , I have an idea," Shirley said her voice suspiciously sweet.
" What."
" Your house is sound proof right?"
" You are not thinking what I'm thinking right?"
" That's it why not find an escort, they do house visits," Shirley said her voice bewitching.
" But Dion.."
" He won't hear a thing and the guy will leave before he even wakes up," Shirley said trying to convince her.
Anne bit her thumb as she thought about what Shirley said. She really wanted to have sex, her toys weren't enough but she had Dion she couldn't just leave him .
Shirley was like the devil whispering into her ears. Her conscious was warning her against it but her body was just calling for a man.
She had mourned her husband for four years she deserved this break.
She had morned her husband for four years she deserved this break.
" But I don't know where to look at," she whispered softly as if afraid someone might hear.
" Don't worry your dear friend is sending you links to different sites. They belong to different brothels or agencies," she said her voice smug.
" Send them to me," she said her excitement starting to increase.
" But remember one thing, don't fall in love," Shirley said seriously.
" I won't," she reassured her. She wasn't going to fall in love. Shirley hang up the phone after her fiancee called her.
Anne felt like was going to commit the biggest sin of her life.
She looked at the five links that were sent to her and pressed the first one.