I look at my reflection and adjust my gray suit for the nth time before tying a blue tie around my neck. I glance at the clock hanging on the wall since I cannot be late. Escorting may look easy, but if I am not perfect in all kind of aspects, I will not only starve to death, but I will also not be able to afford the luxurious life that I am living now. I have to please my client, so she is willing to call me again, but I also have to also attract new customers.

Once I am satisfied with my appearance, I snapped my ice blue and platinum Rolex watch on my wrist before arranging my cuffs. Tonight, I am escorting a wealthy single lady, to a business party. Apparently, she has received a promotion, and she does not want to go there alone since it's embarrassing. Once she told me that, I immediately knew that she does not have any confidence in herself. She has to show how beautiful or how good she is to have some worth. Such a pitiful creature. However, it is because of people like them that I can thrive in a life of luxury.

Humans are so weak and pathetic. That is why I...

I groan not wanting to remember them. So, to change my mind, I shift my attention to the shoes I will wear tonight. Which one? The black cap toe will match perfectly with my dark gray suit. Nodding, I lift my arm to reach it before putting them on. I look at my reflection one last time before fetching my phone, wallet, and keys. I look at the clock and see that I have a little less than one hour to get to my client's house.

I use the elevator to make my way down and open the driver's door of my Tesla. Usually, I will not have taken it, but my client has personally requested that I use this car specifically. Well, I have to admit that she does have a great taste in cars and in men. On my way there, my phone starts to ring. I look at the ID and sees that it's Susanna. I don't bother pulling aside since my phone is connected to the car by Bluetooth.

"Susanna," I greet with a gentle tone that I know she likes.

"Micah," she answers with a small giggle.

"You seem in a good mood today," I chuckle.

"Because I can see you tomorrow."

"Tomorrow?" I trail the word, so it sounds like I have forgotten about our date.

She gasps, "Don't tell me you forgot? We have a date tomorrow!"

"How can I forget about that, I am only teasing you," I fake a laugh as I can see her pout with a faint blush on her cheeks.

"You're a meany."

"But you love me."

"That I do. Do you love me?"

I roll my eyes, "Of course I do," I answer as I arrive at the front gates of my client house. I insert the code, and the gates open for me. I slowly park my car in front of my client house and say, "Susanna, I have work. I'll come get you for our date tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, I love you," she answers with deception in her tone.

"I love you too."

I end the call and sigh. Good thing I will be finished with Susanna this week. My relationship with her is becoming a little too lovey-dovey to my liking. I get out of the car and it automatically locks as I walk up the stairs that are leading to the front door. I knock, and a few seconds later, a woman opens the door for me.

"Hello, I'm Micah, Miss Kelly's escort," I present myself to her.

"She is waiting for you. This way, Sir."

She steps away from the door to let me through. I wait for her to close the door before following her into the mansion. This is my second time in here and as expected, nothing has changed. Everything looked sanitized and unused. Fake, everything about this house is fake, including the owner.

The woman stops in front of a door and knocks three times before saying, "Miss, your guest has arrived."

"Let him in," a feminine voice answered as the woman opens the door for me and waits for me to go in before closing it. Once inside a living room, I see Kelly sitting on a sofa as she put a magazine on her lap. She must have felt my gaze on her fake oversized chest since a smile appears on her bright red lips. "How do I look?" she asks seductively as she sat up and makes her way toward me.

"You'll look so much sexier when I will have you pinned under me," I smirk at her as she wraps her arms around my arm and pushes her voluptuous chest on it. She is as attractive as a plastic balloon.

"If everything goes well tonight, I will let you have a taste," she moans as she guides my hands between her tights.

I push harder against her core causing the tip of her dress and panties to slip inside her cunt. "Don't worry. I'll make sure nobody forgets about you after tonight. To their eyes, you'll be the perfect woman that every man will want as the women envy you."

She caresses my cheek before gripping the back of my head and pushes me toward her lips. She kisses me first, but, then, she let me take control, and I slip my tongue into her mouth. I watch her close her eyes and move her hips against my fingers. Usually, I would have been aroused too, but I feel nothing. Is it because I had some blood yesterday? But again, this has never happened before even if she isn't as attractive as she wants us to think.

"What's wrong? You're not into it at all," Kelly pouted as she let go of me.

"We are going to be late," I simply answer as a matter of fact.

"Let's go," she pushes her hair behind her shoulder as she walks past me even though she waits for me to open the door for her.

I internally sigh and plaster a smile on my face since she will pay me quite generously. Once outside, I open the passenger's door for her, and she gets in the car. During all the ride to the party, she decides to ignore me which I don't really mind. Once there, I slowly drive to the front door and stopped my car next to the car valet. I cut the engine off and step out of the car before tossing the keys to the waiting young man.

"Don't scratch it," I warn the boy with a glare making him nod rapidly.

I open the passenger's door before extending my hand to Kelly. She takes it and takes her first step out showing her naked long and slender leg. I can feel the strangers' gaze on her, as she wraps her hands around my arm. We walk our way through the small crowd and enter the building. Kelly gives her invitation to the receptionist, and she leads us to a reserved room. As soon as we take a few steps in, a server asks for the drink of our choice. As Kelly orders for a martini for both of us, I glance around the room. Somehow, something doesn't feel right, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I can feel someone's eyes on me, but there are too many people here to tell who specifically.

"Honey, let's go meet the others," Kelly sweetly says making me look at her with a smile.

Honey, now, is it? "Of course, Sugar. Anything you want," I answer making her smile before wrapping her hand around my arm.

Kelly is the one that made all the talking and the introductions. Apparently, I am her boyfriend and that we plan to marry each other. Since I want her to pay me, I followed her lead. Everything she says a lie. Her only focus is to keep the appearances, nothing about her is real.

After a while, she walks away by herself leaving me all alone in the corner. I sigh in relief since calling her Sugar or Love all night has been giving me intense shivers. I walk toward a waiter who is holding a tray with champagne flutes. As he walks past me, I swiftly take one before looking at the crowd again. Most of them are already with a partner; then, I notice a young and beautiful lady near the buffet table who is surrounded by bodyguards. I don't remember Kelly introducing her, so who is she? She doesn't only look wealthy, but she is also quite beautiful. A pure angel in this sea of sharks. She must be someone's daughter.

Once I reach the table displaying all kind of expensive food, I feign to take something to eat and since I am close enough to catch a whiff of her smell, I discover how alluring and addictive it is. It is so exquisite that I have almost forgotten why I am here. She truly is an angel with a scent like that. I want her. No matter who I have to kill or dump tonight, I want her. Her worth is way superior to the sum of money Kelly is willing to give.

Somehow, our eyes meet. I have thought that she would have looked away without a second glance, but she is actually holding my gaze. Her eyes are a shiny green, just like emeralds, her skin is slightly toned with her dark chocolate hair and pink lips. They look so plump and kissable. But what attracted me the most is her long and slender white neck. I can already feel my fangs sink into her while her sweet nectar comes out into my mouth.

She slowly makes her way toward me. She is so elegant, like a feline, a beautiful exotic cat. I watch her closely taking her beautiful and sensual figure in as she closes the gap between us. As breathtaking as she is, I notice that her bodyguards are all watching me by the corner of my eyes.

"Good evening," she greets with a smooth and sweet tone making my skin tingle.

"Good evening, Miss...?" I ask as I extend my hand with my palm face up.

She puts her hand into mine, and I bring her knuckled to my lips. She smiles, "Please, call me Katie."

"Pleasure to meet you, Katie, my name is Micah," I answer with an equally bright smile. "How come such a beautiful lady like yourself came alone?"

"What if I answer that no one was worthy enough of my attention?" she cocks her delicate eyebrow up.

I smirk at her answer, "Does it mean that I passed your criteria?"

"You can say that."

We continue to make some small talk and really enjoy each other's company before Kelly decides to come back on my arm. She kisses my right cheek before latching her large breast on my arm. Now that I see them side by side, I can clearly see how superficial Kelly is. She is nothing compared to Katie.

"Honey, will you present us?" Kelly purrs as she greedily eyed the other woman up and down.

I mentally roll my eyes before shortly introducing them, "Kelly, this is Katie. Katie, this is Kelly."

Katie sighs and shrugs before coming to give me a kiss on my cheek. At the same time, she whispers, "We will see each other again. It is a promise," then, she looks at the woman next to me before adding, "Please excuse me."

"Micah, you know her?" Kelly asks when Katie isn't here anymore.

"More or less."

"Did you see the accessories she was wearing? I have never seen her at the company... Hey, you think you can throw a few good words about me?"

"Kelly, baby, I just met her like you. I don't have her phone number or anything," I answer as I lift her chin before giving her a kiss. "Did you have fun?"

She seductively smiles at me, "Thanks to you," she wraps her arms around my neck, and whispers next to my ear, "Your pay has already been transferred to your bank account."

As she is still around my neck, I glance at my phone from over her shoulder. Yup, she isn't lying, $5 000 just has been received. Wait, what? 5K only? That isn't the deal... Fine, in this case, my job here is done. I unwrap her arms from my neck and give her a polite and professional smile. "If you ever need me again, you have my number," I smile at her before walking away.

"W-what? Micah, honey? Where are you going?" she asks confusedly as I can feel everyone's eyes on us.

I turn my head, so I can see her from the corner of my eyes, "You paid me. My job is done here. Have fun, Sugar," I say loud enough for the surrounding people to hear us as they start to whisper. I give her a wink before walking out of the reception room.

Good luck and try to explain to everyone the reason why you paid the service of an escort and that you lied to everyone about us getting married.

Outside of the building, I call for the car valet and give him my ticket, so he can go fetch my car. As I wait for the young man to come back, I look at my bank account. That woman... Never again, will I work for her. We agreed for 10K, not five! 5K is the cost without the Tesla and other factors. I have even pointed out that these requests will elevate the cost and she still dares to pay me the original price? Damn it! That means I need another client to keep my balance high enough if I want to go shopping this weekend. I only have a few days left and never will I skip my Sunday shopping.

When my car's here, I grab the keys from the young man giving him a five dollars tip before going into my car. I rush back home and jump into a cold shower hoping that it will put some of my anger down. When I get out of the bathroom with a towel around my waist, my phone starts to ring.

Unless it's a client, I don't want to know.

I look at the caller ID and don't recognize the number. I frown as I look at the clock, "Who can be calling at this hour?" I mumble to myself but still answer the incoming call. "This is Micah."

"Good evening Micah," greets a familiar and soothing voice. "It's Katie."

A smile slowly appears on my lips, "Katie, what a good surprise. How did you get my number?" I ask as I sit in the corner of my bed.

She chuckles at my question, "I have my ways."

"Should I be worried?" I ask teasingly knowing even if she wanted, she can't hurt me.

"You should be," she answers gleefully in her tone making me frown.

Is she a vampire too? No, if she is, I will have felt it, so maybe she is a Pure? I have heard tales about them and their abilities, but I have never met one. However, I'm also a vampire, so I am confident to be able to protect myself. Still, I am not supposed to be attracted to another vampire's blood unless I am mated which I am not. So why does she has this much power over my urges?

"What is that supposed to mean?" I ask defensively which I immediately regretted.

She let out a bubbly laugh, "Please, do not worry. I'm only calling for an offer."

"What kind of offer?" I ask slowly as I get my emotions back in control.

"A job. I want you to escort me to a business party. Nothing really different from today, except for the company," she explains making me roll my eyes.

But really? This is too good to be true. The moment I am in need of a client, Katie calls me? I have seen how she dresses and the number of bodyguards following her all night. She has money, a lot of money. Fuck the risks, I want to go shopping and maybe discover a little more about that mysterious woman. If she is really a vampire or not and if she is, why do I want her blood?

"Will you like for us to meet and discuss the terms?" I ask as I walk into my office and take out a small calendar from a drawer.

"Tomorrow night, let's say at eight," she answers making me frown. I have a date with Susanna tomorrow. Oh well, I will make it fit.