passenger side window and leaned down so he could see me. He was flashing that sexy ass smile again.
“ Hey Beautiful, you ready to go?” Duke sang out. I smiled back. I had told myself I would let my guard all the way down with Duke. I wanted to give him a chance. I wanted to give myself a chance to be treated like a woman should be treated by a real man.
I climbed into the car and I immediately recognized the scent of my favorite men’s cologne—Platinum Chanel. I knew right then and there that if Duke played his cards right, he could have me, in every sense of the word.
“ Beautiful you look so gorgeous tonight,” Duke complimented me. I smiled and thanked him. “I have something real special planned for you. I know you work hard as hell at that little club, so a woman that works that hard also deserves to relax and play just as hard.”
I was quiet. Sitting next to a man who was nothing but a gentleman, smelling good, in a hot ass whip and looking like real money. I was in heaven. I just needed a minute to take it all in.
Little old me, a girl from the hood that had been treated like shit since she was a kid. My mother and father were fucked up and I had knocked around Virginia living with various family members. I used to run away all the time and I thought hustling, street niggas were gonna save me from my life on the streets. I was wrong.
When I met Diamond, she was going through the same shit. We instantly hit it off and got an apartment together. She put me on to the Magic City and Neeko had tried to get me to strip. I just couldn’t do that shit. So I started mixing drinks and became a full-time bartender.
Duke’s car rode smoothly down the streets. I couldn’t feel the bumps on the road. That told me the car was straight luxury. Duke was playing nice, easy going music and he was talking up a storm. I answered him if he asked me a question, but I didn’t make much conversation. I was just taking it all in.
When we pulled up to the Virginia Beach Elegance Spa my mouth dropped open. This place was one of the top, high-class spas in our area and mostly rich people and celebrities frequented it.
“ Oh my goodness. I can’t let you take me here, Duke,” I gasped. I knew the place costs at least a stack for just a massage. I looked over at him with my eyes stretched wide.
“ Nonsense,” he replied. “The entire staff inside knows me. They’re expecting you, Beautiful. Don’t worry, when you get inside they will take your clothes and hang them up. I selected the super deluxe package for you and it includes everything they offer. And that is only the beginning of our day, baby.”
I smiled.
“ I told you when fuck with me and you would see what it was all about,” he said as he climbed out of his car.
I started getting out, but he knocked on the window and put his hand up telling me to stop. I was confused and I shrunk back down into the seat looking at him like he was crazy. That’s when I saw him coming around to my side of the car. He opened the door for me and stretched out his hand for me to take so he could help me get out.
“ A real man opens doors for his woman,” Duke said smoothly. I was screaming inside of my head. I swear Duke could’ve had my pussy right then and there with that shit.
When I emerged from the spa I felt like a new woman. The massage was relaxing and my face felt silky and smooth from the sugar scrub facial I had received. Duke was waiting front and center for me.
“ You look gorgeous as ever, baby.” he complimented, extending his arms for a hug. I walked up to him, embraced and squeezed him tightly. I was had. At that moment, I could’ve stayed in his arms all day and night.
“ Thank you for everything. It was so nice and relaxing. I realize now why people with money always look so good. It’s this kind of treatment that keeps them on point,” I admitted, letting go of his broad shoulders so I could look into his face. I wasn’t into fronting.