I had just finished doing my first shoot at the house of a rich older man named Michael, whom I had met through my new friend, Kate.
After the shoot, it was time to head home. Michael had retreated to a conference call for one of his many businesses, and since Kate and I had driven to his estate together, we decided to go to a café afterwards and talk. “So, Michael—not a bad looking guy! So, what happened there? ” I asked curiously.
Kate smiled. “We had a relationship that lasted a few years. He treated me very well. I never paid for my car; he paid my mortgage off, covered utilities, and gave me an unlimited credit card. But I think he just grew tired of me. He also wanted someone younger. I’m in my 30s now. Girls your age and stature are more his type. In fact, I think he really took to you, Vivian,” she said. Now she had my interest. “But there’s a very dark side to Michael. My time with him, while extremely rewarding, was also very exhausting. Michael is a multibillionaire. He can get whatever he wants—if not from you, then from someone else. And he knows it. That’s very hard to keep up with.”
“Oh,” I replied, a little bummed out. “I’m sorry to hear that’s how things went with you two. I can tell that you genuinely had feelings for him.”
“Don’t be sorry! I’m just giving you a heads up,” said Kate. “I did fall in love with Michael, but he was not in love with me. The look he gave you, that was the look that means, ‘I want you and I will have you one way or another.’ He used to look at me the same way.” I didn’t say anything. I just let her continue. “I have a feeling he will be calling me at 2 or 3 o’clock in the morning like he used to, only this time he will want me to bring you to his house. If he calls, do you want to go? You have to be makeup ready, bright eyed, and bushy tailed, or he gets upset,” said Kate.
“Well, yes,” I replied. “But only if you are OK with it. I thought he was very handsome and if you don’t mind, I’d be curious to spend some time with him.”
As we got the bill, Kate asked if she could come back to my place to freshen up. She hopped in the shower and a few minutes later, Victor, the new man I had started seeing, showed up unexpectedly. I was in my room, so I didn’t hear him come in. He must have figured it was me in the shower so he let himself into the bathroom.
When I heard the door open, I got up to see him standing there, just watching her, not saying anything, but just kind of grinning. I stared at him for a moment, as Kate had yet to realize he was even there, until her phone rang. It was Michael calling. She got up and that’s when she realized Victor was there. Kate screamed bloody murder and ran out of the bathroom. Had I just ruined my only chance at getting to Michael…?