’Gay.’
Turns out Grace was smarter than she usually let on to be.
She offered all kinds of massage therapists, basically making it an all gender Spa.
The girls were drawn by his looks, a little bit traced but eventually took their eyes from him.
’Why does he look more handso than the previous ti?’
Aaliyah who had once appraised Miles’ looks to be quite mid, couldn’t help but raise the bar higher. He was now handso enough to tempt her.
"Hi handso." The gay looking Masseur spoke rather enthusiastically waving his hand with a side wink.
In reaction, Miles’ face turned sour and grim.
’Who is this fucker?’
He didn’t reply, instantly letting his dislike for such known.
The thought of being admired sexually by his own gender already creeped him out.
The other girls stifled a laugh when they noticed, while the gay Masseur rolled his eyes at them.
"Hi."
The girl looked to be in her early twenties, brown Ponytail with a vibrant vibe around her smirked at him as she waved her hand.
"Hello." Miles responded with a faint smile, wanting to return the sa high energy and possibly befriend the group right away, but felt a chilling gaze from Grace, since his ulterior motives didn’t escape her notice.
"I’m Regina by the way and this is Tiffany , Lily, Harper, Aaliyah, Ryan and Malik."
The girls all revealed curious eyes as they were being ntioned, causing Miles to twitch his nose as he would have to pass on giving them another na.
"My na is Miles Sinclair. It’s nice to finally et my seniors."
Confirming their assumption of him being young, Miles bowed briefly in a formal manner and smiled.
"Oh, you didn’t have to do that." Lily jovially waved her hand at him, blushing slightly while the other girls giggled softly, except for Aaliyah of course who seed deep in thoughts.
"Thank you." Miles responded curtly. From the look of it, Grace was a cool Boss, so after the greeting, she cut them off and called out to Aaliyah.
" Co with ." She said creating a curious silence in their midst
" ?"
Stunned, Aaliyah muttered, but quickly tagged behind Grace and Miles.
Seconds later, as they got to the office, Grace sat behind the desk while Miles sprawled on the seat opposite her in exhaustion.
Though stunned by the sense of casualness Miles gave off, Aaliyah refocused her gaze on Grace who summoned her.
Watching as she grabbed a bottle of water and gulped it one go without caring of her lady image.
When she was done, Grace heaved deeply and glanced towards her.
Letting a mont of silence abide before she spoke again.
" How do you feel about getting a bonus role and a good bonus to your paycheck?" Grace asked, her voice promising.
Miles also opened his eyes and paid attention to her reaction.
" Bonus?" Aaliyah echoed, surprised.
"Hmm." Grace nodded in agreent.
" Great, I feel great." Her voice brimd with joy but then she stopped and appeared hesitant.
"—please what’s the role... and how much are we talking about?"
She asked nervously, not wanting to sound ungrateful and at the sa ti not too stupid.
Grace took no offence in that either and glanced at Miles briefly before speaking.
"You’ll be working as his assistant for every ho service client he goes to. 100 dollars for each trip."
Aaliyah was montarily dazed by what she heard and stood still in silence for a mont before the joy ca rushing in once more.
"A 100?"
She asked doubtfully but Grace didn’t even respond causing her to stamp her feet in jubilation and quickly composed herself.
"Thank you." She said, with a happy smile on her face towards Grace.
But Grace did sothing astonishing instead.
She turned to Miles—
" Be grateful to him instead, he specifically chose you."
’Kevin De Bruyne’
Miles felt like giving her a thumbs up as he saw Aaliyah’s stunned face. Seemingly lost of words.
"Thank you." She said with a face full of smiles.
"Pfft, It’s nothing." Miles casually shrugged his shoulders basically aura farming as he received a notification from the system.
[ Infatuation Gauge →Aaliyah Thomas →50%]
’What a deep impression.’
Aaliyah nodded and then straightened her back while hiding her thoughts about Miles’ identity.
"So, when do I begin?"
She asked.
"You’ll be called when needed."
After Aliyah left, Grace finally relaxed her tense shoulders, her thoughts mostly on what happened to Silas, if the police would perhaps calm her.
Seeing this, Miles held back his intention to take her for a spin fuck with his new inches.
" I will take my leave since I’ve got a couple of things to catch up to." He said as he stood up, earning a heavy nod from her.
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Location: Armon’s Mansion.
"Mom?"
After a steep knock on the door, Rachael stepped inside the room to see her mother silently knitting with a smile on her face.
Turning in her daughter’s direction, Carolina smiled so brightly like even if the world fell apart, it wouldn’t faze her.
Rachael had noticed this since yesterday after she was done with swim practice and wasn’t too cringed by the smile. After all she had witnessed the cause behind it and also yearned to have a taste of it.
Last night she hadn’t slept at all and played with herself till she was too weak to do it anymore.
Today at school, she had mostly been absent minded, only when she felt the cool rush of water across her skin was she able to think straight.
After much contemplation, she had figured out the Spa wouldn’t agree to give her such treatnt if she went on her own. So she conceived a plan for her mom to bring her along.
"Yes baby."
Carolina replied to her little daughter who was walking towards her in a pink tank top with hardened nipples that were vividly outlined and basketball shorts.
’Right, she is at that age now. Is she still a virgin?’ she thought.
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