Chapter 5 A Pair Of Blue Sea

It was 1pm. Swan had left the wrestling room and was on the streets again. She needed to haunt down another job. She brought up her phone and it rang coincidentally, it was Rosey. Swan picked up and Rosey's voice boomed through. "Seems heavens is by your side. You got lucky. Bring your ass down here right away," Rosey said. "Do you mean now? I thought it's usually for nights," Swan said but Rosey got pissed off. She hissed and hanged up.

Swan made her way down to Pixel Hotel where Rosey lodged. She put a call through as soon as she got to the hotel. Rosey sent one of her girls to get her and she was led down to Rosey's suite.

A gust of sweet smelling fragrance blew over Swan as she walked in. It was a concentrated smell from different odourous cosmetics used by Rosey's girls who were preparing for night call. Swan placed an elbow over her nose and coughed out non-stop. The girls laughed out loud and pushed her further into the room.

"What the fuck is this?! How did you get this? Aren't these bruises? Rosey exclaimed and rose up angrily to examine Swan's face. "It's even a fresh one, you should have been more careful!" Rosey threw her hands in the air and paced the room. "Well, let's get something done, we are running out of time," Rosey said and took Swan into an inner room.

The bruise on Swan's face was covered with heavy make-up. Her auburn hair was styled into curls and made to fall freely over her shoulders. "Wow!" The girls exclaimed as she joined them.

Swan felt uneasy and flipped the hair off her shoulders at intervals. She also pulled at the helm of her gown which was just few inches below her buttocks. "Rosey, I feel uncomfortable in this, can I choose my dress?" Swan asked while the girls roared in laughter. "Silence!" Rosey shouted angrily and silence prevailed. "Fine, go in and pick up what you are comfortable with," Rosey said and led Swan back into the inner room.

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Lonnie held the horse reins as it galloped through the tracks. She loved horse riding just like her father. She had gathered that he was murdered right on a horse. She smirked hard as she remembered Trevor's paled expression when he saw her walked towards him. "That cocky bastard!" She said and laughed out loud as she reined her horse to a slower pace. 'He isn't too bad... He is my style and an ideal guy, an ideal guy I can hold in my palms and flirt around with... this contract marriage is a blessing," she said and grinned wide.

Trevor returned to his hotel in the evening. He was out earlier on a visit to one of their subsidiaries. He took off his suit jacket and relaxed by the pool side in his hotel. It was a stressful day and he wished he had a girl by his side. 'A wild sex would have been refreshing,' he thought and smiled faintly to disasuad the thought. He was going to finish off Lonnie and drag her in the mud. He wouldn't want the rumor of another scandal spoil the show.

He relaxed and shut his eyes as he made a mental recap of Fiona's seduction. He pictured her soft and silk skin pinned under him and wished the event could be reversed.

"Sir, the chairman seeks to speak with you," Dan walked over and held a tablet out to Trevor. Trevor opened his eyes and glared angrily at Dan. "He will get back to you when he is free sir," Dan said into the tablet and ended the video call before Chairman Slawson could protest. "What a nut job," Dan muttered and walked away.

Trevor walked into his suite at about 8pm. Swan froze immediately the door clicked opened behind her. She cringed and continued to look forward.

"What the heck?! Trevor whispered at the sight of a girl sitting at the dinning. "That son of a gun, he sure knows me well, tonight is gonna be a long one," Trevor muttered and smiled coyly as he made his way in.

He noticed Swan's auburn hair was tied in ponytail. "Most call girls do style their hair to fall around their shoulders, it's part of their seduction,' he shurgged off the thought and proceeded. He walked around and sat directly opposite Swan at the dinning. He had a double look and his forehead folded into burrows as conflicting emotions raged through him.

Deja vu ran down his spine as he stared wide at Swan. She looked expressionless and blank. Her out-look was almost like Lonnie's. "What the heck?!" Trevor yelled and banged the table hard.

Swan shivered and rose up impulsively. She pulled at her knotted shirt as she noticed Trevor's eyes lingered on her exposed waist. She had a loose shirt on which was tied in knot over her navel and below was a pair of high waisted jeans that extended to her ankles. Rosey had threatened to replace her if she refused to comply with the exposure. She had tied the knot above her Jean and left a tiny part of her waist open. "You have many shades, you are a call girl tonight, you should look almost like one," Rosey had whispered into her ears.

"Get out of here, now!" Trevor yelled coldly. Swan shook with trepidation and lifted up her head to stare at Trevor. Trevor's eyes trailed her length and lingered on her eyes. They were like a pair of blue sea held in place by long black lashes. He was mesmerized.

He stood up and walked over to her. "You can't get out without this," he said and flashed his smart card before dropping it into his pocket. Swan was confused, "he wanted me to leave and he won't open the door?" She thought.

"Why are you here?" Trevor's voice overshadowed her thought. He walked up to her and his eyes roamed over her. He slowly extended his arms over her shoulders. Swan flinched but Trevor disregarded her reaction and engaged his hands as he stretched his arms further to loosen her hair.

He inhaled her fragrance noisily, "hmmm, you smell sweet," Trevor said and leaned in closer. He gazed long at her plumped lips and smirked coyly as he saw them quivered under his intent gaze. He ran his fingers through her silky hair and made them fall gracefully over her shoulders. Her blue eyes shimmered brightly under the background of the auburn hair that cascaded her face.

Trevor looked intently into her eyes and moaned as he appraised the beauty revealed before him, he smiled satisfactorily and repeated, "Why are you here?" Swan remained quiet. She was scared and wanted to escape but she needed the money. "Please, do not delay, let's get through with this and let me go," Swan said hastily in a whisper.

Trevor disregarded the conflicting emotions obvious in her eyes and voice, he yielded her request and tore off her shirt. He tossed the rag into the air.