The Billionaire's Obsession

“I’ll be there, Ms. Robins. I won’t be late this time, I swear!” Molly exclaimed, her breaths heavy and tension filled through her mind. 

“You better, Molly! We can’t lose our guests like that everytime you go meet them! I can’t afford it! Make sure you do what they and how exactly they say! Otherwise, you can kiss your money goodbye!” 

Ms, Robins hung up and I hurried to the destination I was told to visit. Being 21 years old and working as an escort was becoming hard. Things weren’t good anyway, and I still had everything to lose. 

By loose, I meant my mother. Before her sickness got worse, I used to work in a nightclub that paid me a decent amount. But when her body started to fail her, I had no other way but to switch to this line of work. 

The medical bills kept pouring in like rain. And I was the only child that could help her, willing to do everything to make her feel better again.

It’s not like I wanted to give up this job. I wanted to run away so badly. Because even though I always did everything with men, older, younger, any type who would ask me to. It still kept getting worse. 

But…It did become a living nightmare when I first met with…him.. 

That night, Ms Robins asked me to accompany a billionaire. I didn’t know about him. All she said was that he was a frequent client. And he was a priority, as he paid well. She also suggested that I wear my nicest outfit to impress him. 

I didn’t have much clothes to wear, but I had one red outfit. It was a full-sleeved one, high-necked, but it had a cut in the middle of my cleavage area that exposed the perfect depth.. I had to put on my best makeup for the night, wore the heels Ms robins gave me and went on. 

I actually didn’t care if he was important. For me, all of them sounded like danger, but all I cared about was the money. Finally, I reached the hotel. That man was staying on the 15th floor of the hotel in room 657. So, I went up and knocked on the door. 

“Come in,” a deep, masculine voice said. I opened the door and there he was. The man in an all black suit. He was clearly older than me, but the way he maintained his body posture, his physique told me something else. 

He was wearing a navy blue shirt with stripes on it. He had his sleeved up fold, tie loosened, maybe he was feeling a little hot. Why wouldn’t he? This man was the definition of hot.

And his face, he has the most attractive, sexiest face I’ve ever seen in my entire life. He had a piercing on his right ear, had rings, and a watch. 

A person could take one look at him and they’ll definitely know that he’s a billionaire. He watched me stand straight like a stupid teenager at the doorway, not moving a muscle. 

He didn’t say anything, he just stood there, reading me like I was an open book as he slipped his hands in his pocket. 

“You’re Molly, right?” At his voice, I snapped out of sightseeing to someone who knows that I’m sightseeing at them and quickly walked inside the room, closing the door behind us. 

“Y-yes, I’m Molly,” I said right after I cleared my throat. 

“Well, the dealer told me that the girl would be an hour. But I’ve been waiting for you for an hour and a half.”

“Y-Yes, I’m sorry about that. I could have been on time but-” Suddenly, I watch him take a few steps towards me, making me stumble back. 

“I-” 

The man grabbed my face, rather harshly, but his grip loosened a bit instantly as I jumped up to hit grasps. 

“I don’t like those people who waste my time. And you know what I do to them, Molly?” I stay silent. Because I really didn’t know how to respond to him. “You know what I do to those who don’t obey my orders?”

“W-what do you do, sir?”

 “I punish them,” he says, continuing.. 

“Ask me how.” Suddenly, I see this smirk on his face. He was smiling at my ghost expressions. He was enjoying the fact that he in fact was having an effect on me. 

“What’s a girl like you doing here, escorting? Especially when the area is filled with nothing but ravages?” He questioned, as he loosened the grip from me completely and looked down at my curves. Because of all the running here and trying to be on time, I was sweating. 

And I didn't realize until a drop slipped down, right between my breasts. I looked down after I stared at him, embarrassed.

“You know, you can remove your clothes if you’re feeling this hot,” He spoke again. “It might do me good,” I winked as he took a few steps backwards. . 

“And you’re gonna walk towards the bed, remove your clothes and do what I want you to do?” he pointed towards the bed, and all I could feel was rage building up in me. Another man who thinks he owns me! Not going to happen.

“I’m sorry, Sir. But my only job is to escort you. Not please you in that way.” I spoke softly, making him raise an eyebrow. 

“Is that so?” He questioned, rather shocked by my answer. Clearly he’s never been rejected before. 

“Do you know who I am, Molly?” he asked, and I stood there blank. Before I could even open my mouth, he spoke. 

“I am Wayne Moreno, CEO of the Moreno Enterprise. Everyone in this country knows about me and how I live.” he introduces himself as he takes those steps forward towards me again. 

Wayne lifted up my chin as he stared at my body again, this time with such lust and passion in his eyes, I couldn’t help but feel those butterflies in my stomach. His touch sure was rough, but it was enough to make those pussy lips drool. 

It wasn’t even about his touch, the way he was standing so close to me, the way he gazed at me, his scent, the tension between us growing like we were always related somehow. 

It was fascinating because he was the kind of guy women would want to meet and rip off ‘his’ clothes or go down to their knees to seduce him. 

His well brushed hair, his skin, not to mention those abs coming out his shirt. Fuck, he was damn sexy. And even though my eyes never went down, but, since he was standing so close to me that our bodies touched only briefly, I felt his hardened bone on my stomach. 

And it wasn’t like normal hard, he was hard like a metal. 

“I always get…what I want, Molly. Always. No questions asked, no objection, no nothing. ” He growled, bending down to my earlobe, and licking it, making my body quiver. His patience was losing up with each second that passed. 

I built up the courage to finally look up at him, and spoke, “I’m sorry, again. And I’m sure Mr Moreno, that you always get what you want, but I’m not someone who you can just-”

Before I could finish, I felt him smash his lips on mine. And within seconds it grew deeper. His lips were brushing against mine, so good and perfect that I accidentally slipped out a soft moan.

“I-I..Mhmm,” his hands moved around my waist, and down to my ass as he spanked both my butt cheeks together, making me smile and blush against his body. 

But I realized, I’m only an escort. I don’t do these services he was asking for. I let out a deep breath and finally broke off the kiss, stepping back. The tension around the room raged as our breaths became more than heavier. 

I’m sorry, Wayne, but..again, I can’t.” I say trying not to sound like I’m already turned on by our kiss. “If you please..let me accompany you throughout the evening, I’ll gladly do so, and be on my way,” I muttered, my gaze fixed on him.

Wayne stared back at me and couldn't help but let out a chuckle. He walked up to me, but this time, he didn’t stay right in front. Instead, he circled me around. Taking every inch of my body in. 

“I don’t believe you.”He says. “The way your body is reacting towards me. The way you’ve been trying to cross your legs since you first laid eyes on me, they say it all,” After circling me twice, he stood right in front of me. 

And in that moment, he started undressing himself, starting with his shirt and revealing his muscular body. 

I gazed down at his love handles. It was so curvy that I could clearly see them forming shadows. He stared deep into my eyes, lifted up chin through his thumb, making my eyes gaze at him. 

“I always get what I want, Molly. And right now, I want you” He closed the gap between our bodies, leaned in on my ear and trailed his index finger down my neck, through the corners of my breasts and landed right on my navel. 

He whispered, “I can be as gentle and as hard as you can’t even imagine if you don’t do what I say.” His lips brushing through my ear made me go crazy. His voice was having such an impact on my body that I felt those tingling sensations rushing through me, goosebumps forming, as I felt his hand going down to cup my vagina. 

“You know, a woman like you should be kept under supervision of someone. Someone like me. Who can protect you, care for you, and make love to you just like you deserve,” he explained in a deep and seductive voice. 

“I can be that man for you, Molly. And I’m going to treat you, feed you…and fuck you so well that you’ll always want to come back to me. See for yourself,” He says, leading one of my hands down towards his dick. 

Despite looking at it and imagining what it’s like? It was more than something until I felt it. And it was….not like a man his age would have. It was so erect that he could easily have sex for the whole day and still want to do it more. 

“You feel this? I’m aroused because of you right now. And it won’t rest until I have a piece of your soft, wet, and untouched pussy.” Just then, I felt his fingers go inside my panties, engaging to go in..but…

“Stop!” I snapped out of it, screamed and with an unconscious mind, I slapped him. “I told you, I’m not that type of woman you want!” I screamed at him on my way out and left. 

I left without looking back. I quickly fetched my belongings and ran out of the room. Not hearing him saying…

“Bad move, Molly. Like I said, I always get…what I want.”  

A couple of days had gone by, and I had no choice but to leave the Escort job. Every guy I met wanted to do something with me, I just couldn't take it. I was…desperate for money, but not so much that I would sell my body for it. 

If something happened to me in any way, I don’t know who’ll look after my Mom. I couldn’t do this to her. 

Luckily, I had a bit enough to pay for 2 months of drugs for my Mother. The doctors told me that she could come and live with me, as she was doing a bit better. 

I had to agree because each day at the hospital cost me a fortune. 

My mother being home was good, but it was again a bit of a burden for me. I still had to look for a job, but I couldn’t know why I never got a call back from anywhere. Spending expenses on food, clothes, medicines, not to mention the rent. It was getting exhausting. 

But in between all, my mind always thought of him…that man in the navy blue suit who I rejected. I always wondered what he did after