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child, though the only times I got to see her were the rare occasions when my parents allowed me to come home from boarding school for the holidays. When I moved back to LA it seemed appropriate for me to hire Marina, given that she was the closest thing I had left to a family.
    “I’ll leave it up to you tonight, Marina. I’ll eat at six, please. And fetch me a bottle of pinot from the cellar.” I pause, taking a moment to gather my thoughts. “Can you also prepare the room, please? I’ll be needing Holly tonight. Have her be ready for me at eight p.m. sharp.”
    “Of course, Mr. Murphy.”
    I hang up the phone and sit back in my chair, thinking about how Charlotte is going to fit into the family. Some women handle it, others don’t. And I understand that: my lifestyle is not for everyone.
    Currently, I have eight women employed by me to take care of my needs. Each girl meets a specific need, and who I desire and when depends greatly on my mood. I can go weeks without using a girl, or I can use the same girl for weeks. It all depends on my mood and what I’m feeling. Tonight I’m in the mood for something rough and dirty. Holly is the perfect girl to fulfill that requirement.
    I guess it sounds odd that I run my life in such a controlling manner, but it’s the only way I can function. I have no interest in being in a relationship, or any connection outside of sex. I don’t have the time or inclination to pick up random women at bars. I like things clean and concise, and this arrangement works out well for everyone.
    All my girls live on the grounds with me, each being presented with their own wing. They are on call to me twenty-four seven on the days they are scheduled to work, but that doesn’t mean I don’t allow them to have lives. So long as their activities don’t interfere with my needs, they are welcome to do as they please.
     
    At exactly six, I sit down in the dining room as Marina serves me dinner. I approve of her decision to go with pan-fried snapper and seasonal stir-fried greens.
    “Thank you,” I murmur. I watch her closely as she piles my plate high. I make her nervous, but then again, I make everyone nervous. It’s not intentional; I just have little desire for small talk, which I guess comes off as abrupt. “You’re dismissed, Marina.”
    She nods and then scurries out of the room, her head bowed low.
    I eat my food in silence, my thoughts swaying from work to Charlotte and back again. I’m looking forward to her starting with me tomorrow, but I’m also mindful of what a pain-in-the-ass day tomorrow is going to be.
    Starting at seven a.m. I have meetings scheduled for the next few hours. I guess that’s the price you pay for being CEO of one of the Internet marketing giants. I work from home as often as my job allows me to, though going into the office is unfortunately unavoidable sometimes—especially when Ryan was on one of his warpaths.
    Taking the time to get to know Charlotte over the next few days is going to be difficult, but that’s okay. My usual way of easing the girls into their roles doesn’t take much interaction from me. I like to observe; to get to know them and try and guess what they’re thinking.
     
    I finish my meal and head down to the far wing. This is the only part of the house that is not occupied, but for a good reason. I stride down the hallway to the end room, anticipation building inside of me. It’s been a while since I’ve seen Holly, so I’m looking forward to this even more than I usually would be.
    I reach for the door handle and turn, pushing the door open. Darkness greets me until I flick the switch, flooding the room with light. Holly sits on the end of the bed, her head cocked to the side, her blond hair tumbling over her bare shoulders. She’s naked apart from the thigh-high stockings, black thong, and heels I requested she wear.
    I close the door behind me, not bothering to lock it. Nobody would dare walk in knowing I’m in here. I move