Thread: The Deal of a Lifetime {Niksis & Enigma_x}

See more The warm glow of the midday sun was penetrating the large glass windows of the conference room. Todays meeting was even longer than usual, a lot had happened during the week that Mark needed to be caught up on. He usually had a more hands-off approach to the dealings of his company, but even then he loved knowing what was happening, after all, his name was on the tower, Helbrech Indutries. Mark had inherited it from his father, and his father before him. And through the years the company had grown ten-fold. However, the downside of running such a large company was that he had very little time for himself and what time he did have, was spend on social events. Keep up the good work everyone, you can be proud of everything we've achieved so far. His employees had worked hard on a particular order, forcing them to pull overtime in almost every department. However now you must have me excused, I have to prepare for another social outing. Mark really didn't have the time to attend all of these events he was being invited to, however his PR department told him that it would look good if he attended these charity events and perhaps even threw some money their way. To Mark, it was little more than an excuse to meet new people and get away from work for a bit. The only downside was that he always had to attend these events by himself. It had been through a friend that Mark was introduced to the idea of professional escorts, girlfriends for a day as it were. At first he had scoffed at the idea of having to buy female companionship and the first few companions that he had hired wasn't giving their profession a good reputation. They had, in fact, been little more than glorified prostitutes looking for lonely men to pay for their every need. That was not what Mark wanted from his escorts. He wanted personality and professionalism. So when Kate had been recommended to Mark, he was hesitant at first, though it was entirely misplaced as it turned out after a very memorable evening. He took a sip from his glass as his gaze wandered across the crowd gathered. Standing six foot five, Mark filled out his black suit quite well. Despite the layers of clothing, his form was easy to see underneath. He had always expected perfection from those around him, more so of himself. His body a reflection of his expectations. Every morning, Mark spend a few hours in the gym, keeping his body in as good a shape as he possibly could to supplement his healthy lifestyle. His was the form of a man who took care of himself. His black hair swept back and his beard neatly trimmed, as always. As his deep blue eyes found the beautiful form of a woman standing atop the large stairs, a smile formed on his lips. He had recognized her instantly, how could he not, knowingly or not, she had left an impression that no escort had managed to emulate since. She had been special, even if he had paid for her time, she had this knack of not reminding you of it, it felt almost natural. At least, it had felt so for him that one time he had hired her. He had been intent on pretending like she wasn't here. She was working, he could respect that. At least for tonight, she belonged to someone other than him. Though in the deepest part of his deprived mind, he had imagined what she would look like underneath the dress, a thought that forced a smirk on his lips. And despite their attempt at a hushed conversation, Richard wasn't as good at it as she had been. When Mark had first hired Kate, she had made sure he knew her limits and rules. And breaching personal space as well as touching was not permitted unless agreed upon beforehand. So judging from where Richard's hand was, and how Kate reacted, Mark assumed that he was breaching their agreement. So with drink in hand, he made his way over to the couple in an attempt to rescue Kate from the situation she had found herself in. Placing himself between Richard and Kate, Mark held out his glass for Richard to hold, while taking Kate's hand in his other May I have the next dance, miss? despite his question, Mark was not waiting for Kate to respond, instead he began to gently guide her away from Richard and towards the dance floor proper. In his mind, there was no nefarious plan to steal Kate away or to interfere with her work. To him, he was simply trying to prevent a scene.