For Adam Cole's latest booking, Alexa had been required to fly to Boston, where she had been instructed to meet him at one of the city's finest hotels.
In a rather unusual request, this booking was primarily about helping Cole to blackmail a business rival. If that kind of request had come from a new client, Alexa would probably have instructed Zelina to turn it down. But Cole was a repeat customer who spent a lot of money with A Moment of Bliss. Besides, despite him undoubtedly being an asshole, Alexa kind of liked him.
Whether she liked him or not, Alexa had her own interests to protect. She had insisted on having Cole sign something to confirm in writing that her face would be blurred out of the video that was taken of her and his business rival, assuming his plan worked, whatever it exactly was.
After the blackmailing part of the booking was over, Cole had added sex for himself to round it off. Alexa wasn't surprised at all by that. She knew how much he had enjoyed their previous encounters, and when he was paying her ten grand for a night's work, she could hardly complain. She hoped that by the time they ended up back in his room they would celebrating a successful night.
The Abbey Suite on the nineteenth floor was where Alexa had been told to go. She was arriving dressed smart but sexy. In her travel case was the cream coloured dress that she had selected to wear at the event that she and Cole would shortly be attending.
She was aware that the hotel had been holding a two day conference on the latest developments in equipment and technology relating to the oil industry. It held no interest for her of course, but it was Cole's line of business. Alexa was arriving on the evening of the conference's final day, in time for the closing party, which she was sure was mainly going to be an opportunity for boorish rich men to get drunk and have dick measuring contests about who made the most money.
Having located The Abbey Suite, Alexa knocked on the door. It was opened after a few moments by Adam Cole, who greeted her with a genuine smile. They had come quite a distance since his first booking, where he had shown her little respect, and had required her to play the part of his airhead girlfriend. Tonight, she was going to have a different role.
"Hi!" Alexa beamed. "It's good to see you again."
"Hi, Alexa. Come in. You look gorgeous, as always."
"You don't look so bad yourself," Alexa said as she wheeled her travel case into the suite. She wasn't just trying to flatter him either, it was true. The dark grey suit and light blue shirt combination that he was wearing really suited him, and he had his hair down, which looked a lot better than one of those silly man buns that he sometimes went with.
"Can I get you a drink?" he asked after closing the door behind her.
"No, thank you," Alexa smiled. "I'm going to stay as sober as I can. I figure it's best that I'm on top form if I'm going to dupe this business rival of yours. Why don't you tell me in more detail about the plan?"
"Alright, have a seat," Cole said, motioning towards a couch near to one of the huge windows that offered a beautiful view of the night time city skyline.
As Alexa walked over to the couch and sat down, Cole fixed himself a health shot of whisky. While doing so, he began to go over the plan. "There's a guy here at the conference called Baron Corbin. He has invented a new piece of technology that would speed up my oil drilling operations considerably. I won't bore you with the details of it, but it's safe to say that I want access to it. He's working on deals to sell it to some other people who are here, but he won't sell it to me because a few years ago I managed to buy a drilling location out from under his nose."
"So that's where the blackmail comes in," Alexa said as he sat down next to her.
"Exactly," Cole smiled. "You're going to get Corbin in what you might call a compromising situation. It's going to be captured on video, and I'm going to tell him that unless I get access to his tech, and at a better price than anyone else, that video is going to go public like he wouldn't believe. Safe to say that will get him to see things my way."
"That's the part of the plan I knew from your booking form," Alexa said. "What you didn't explain was how I get into the room with him in the first place?"
"It's all taken care of," Cole assured her. "A friend of mine, Corey Graves, also happens to be a friend of Corbin, or so Corbin thinks. Corey is going to approach you, then introduce you to Corbin on the pretence that he is hooking him up with someone who will indulge in his little fetish. You brought the outfit and everything you need, right?"
Alexa nodded. "Of course."
"Great. So, you'll go with Corbin to his room. You'll tell him you need to quickly run back to your room to get your case and the outfit, you'll come here to pick it up, then you'll go back to him and indulge him."
"I understand," Alexa assured him. "And this is going to be filmed how?"
"There's a camera hidden in his room, pointed right at the bed. It's all taken care of. That's all you need to know. Just do what he wants to do and it will be recorded. Afterwards, I'll have someone edit it to blur out your face, as we agreed."
Alexa stood up. "Sounds like a plan. I'd better get changed."
"Okay. Just remember that after you're done with him, you'll come back here."
"For sex. Yes, I hadn't forgotten," she said with a smile that suggested she was looking forward to it. She felt sure that flattered him, which had of course been her intention.
"I bet my booking was one to look forward to," he said arrogantly.
There's the Adam Cole I know, Alexa thought, supressing a smile. She supposed he wasn't bad in bed, but men weren't her thing. She would fuck him because it was her job, and no other reason. But she wasn't going to tell him that. "I have been looking forward to it," she lied effortlessly. "Now you can look forward to it while I get changed."
With that, Alexa took her travel case and went through to the bathroom to get changed into her dress for the evening. Objective number one of the night's mission was to make a dazzling impression on Baron Corbin when she was introduced to him.
For obvious reasons Cole and Alexa had gone down seperately to the bar where all of the drilling convention attendees were celebrating the end of the event by drinking way too much and talking way too loudly. It wasn't Alexa's kind of social event, but she wasn't there to have a good time, she had a job to do.
After buying herself a drink, she had found a quiet corner to stand in, where she had made it look like she was waiting for someone. That had helped to ward off any unwanted advances, although she had received several leering looks from men she wouldn't have touched unless her eyes had been removed. Or unless they were clients, she supposed.
When Cole had entered the bar, they had made eye contact and he had nodded slightly. Alexa got the impression that she wasn't going to have to wait long for the Corey Graves character who had been mentioned to show up. And so it proved to be.
"Alexa?" a man asked as he neared her. He was about Cole's age, with very short hair and tattoos all up his neck.
"Corey?" she asked, although it was already obvious. No one else would have known her name.
"Yes. Come with me, and I'll introduce you to Corbin. As far as he's concerned, you're someone I'm paying to give him a night to remember. I told him it's all arranged and paid for, all he has to do is enjoy himself."
"Yes, I know. But I have one question," Alexa said. It was something that had been on her mind while she was waiting. "How do you know about Corbin's fetish? How is it not going to seem off to him that you made this happen?"
"Simple," Graves smiled. "We were drunk one night. Like, absolutely wrecked. He told me his, and I told him mine. Maybe I'll book you myself one day."
"Feel free, as long as it's nothing too freaky," she said. It was likely that he wasn't serious, but the possibility of future custom was welcome.
"It's not as freaky as what you're going to be doing tonight. Come on, follow me."
Alexa walked with Graves across the large, busy room. She soon realised that they were approaching a tall, bald man who was sitting on a stool at the bar. The thought occurred to her that he was dressed like a TGI Fridays waiter, and it made her smile.
"Baron," Graves said in greeting.
Corbin turned to look at them. His eyes lingered on Alexa. She could tell that he very much liked what he saw. That was a good start.
"Baron, this is Lexi. She'll be providing you with an evening of the very best entertainment, as I promised."
"I owe you one for this," Corbin said as they exchanged a fist bump.
"Yeah, you do," Graves laughed. With that, he walked away, leaving them to it.
"Lexi, huh?" Corbin said, eyeing her up again.
"That's right," she beamed. "Corey told me your idea of a perfect evening. I'm here to provide it for you. What do you say we go up to your room?"
"I say let's go. But how are you going to give me what I want dressed like that?"
"I won't," she smiled coyly. "Once I know where your room is, I'll quickly go back to my room and get my case. I'll come back, and I'll be able to change into something that you'll like a lot more than this dress."
"I'm getting hard already. Let's go," Corbin said. He got up and took her hand, leading her across the room towards the exit. He hadn't bothered with being charming or even polite, but then he didn't have to. They weren't out on a date.
On the way towards the exit, Alexa made brief eye contact with Adam Cole, who was watching from a distance. He was smiling to himself, happy with what he was seeing. So far, the plan was working perfectly.
A/N: Thank you to everyone who left a review on the previous chapter.
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