Demetria

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Selena POV :

Session after session, I gave more and more of myself to Devonne. I wanted to find out more about her, but it was complicated because she never really opened up about her personal life...

I was in the lobby of the Hilton because I'd forgotten a scarf yesterday in our usual room. The people at reception were beginning to know me by now. They took me straight up to the lost property floor.

Before heading for the exit, I saw her on the terrace holding hands with an old man. I was filled with anger, sadness and disgust. I had just realised that what she was doing with me she was doing with others. And I was just another customer.

I wanted more than that... I had the impression that we got on well. That we had a real connection. I wanted us to be exclusive. It was stupid, I know, but .... just seeing her sitting next to that man made me break out in a cold sweat. She raised her hand to call the waiter and her gaze met mine. Her smile faded in a few seconds and was replaced by a confused look. She whispered something in the old man ear and stood up.

I hurried towards the exit but she caught up with me.

"Selena? What are you doing here?" "I forgot my scarf yesterday," I said, avoiding her gaze. "Oh...I see...sorry you saw that...I" "no worries...I just didn't know you bring all your customers here." "I don't. The staff are just so nice to me every time I come with you and I've been dying for their salmon tartare today." she smiled. "I... sorry... you don't have to give me any explanations... I... I should leave you, I doubt your client would appreciate you leaving him for so long especially if you have a room waiting for you" "Oh no between him and me there's nothing sexual. I mean, he's probably rinsing his eyes at the sight of me but... there's nothing he can do. He just enjoys my company and me taking him out." "I see... I... I have to go sorry" "Have a nice day..." she said before rejoining her client.

Even as I left the hotel it was hard to get the image out of my head. The image of Devonne with someone other than me.

This time I might have done something stupid but it was what my heart was screaming at me to do...

Demi POV:

The day with Richard went well, as usual he's not very talkative but he's very attentive and gallant. It was much easier to be myself with him, all I did was entertain him and accompany him to restaurants, there was no need to respond to sexual requests.

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It wasn't late, so I decided to stop off at a Chinese restaurant for a takeaway and then head for the metro to get back to my flat. Thanks to my years of work I'd managed to rent a nice flat in Brooklyn. It wasn't very big but it was big enough for just me. I loved decorating it with handicrafts from all over the world. These pieces were often brought back by my clients. Like this vase from Indonesia that Richard had given me or a painting from Brazil.

After changing into more comfortable clothes and removing my make-up, I made myself comfortable on my sofa. I was just about to enjoy my delicious noodles when the doorbell rang.

I wasn't expecting anyone. Maybe it was my neighbour. She often rang to ask for an ingredient she was missing.

I opened the door and against all odds it wasn't my neighbour Bonnie but Selena. I was confused.

"Selena...? What are you doing here? How did you get my address?"

"hm... I... I know this is going to sound strange but I followed you... I needed to talk to you..." she said as she tried to get in.

"Do you realise that if I don't divulge this kind of information to my clients, it's for a reason? Are you out of your mind? Couldn't you have just sent me a message?"

"I... I'm sorry... I know I was out of line... but now that I'm here... can I come in?"

I looked up and let her in. I didn't want all my neighbours to hear our conversation.

She carefully observed my flat in every detail.

"Demetria? It's even more beautiful than Devonne," she said suddenly.

I don't believe it, she was actually reading my letters where you could see my real name on them.

"I prefer Demi, but for you it's still Mistress Devonne," I said curtly.

She nodded in agreement.

"Well... tell me why you came all the way here... I was getting ready to eat and go to sleep".

I liked her a lot, probably too much for an escort-client relationship, but I was really tired. I'd been dreaming of this moment for hours.

"I... I don't really know where to start... I... I know I'm not supposed to feel this way and we made things clear at the beginning of our 'relationship' but I think I'm starting to develop real feelings for you and... I have the impression that they're mutual. I really realised this when I saw you this afternoon with your client. Just imagining someone else touching you makes me feel angry and bad... I don't really have to make a lot of sense at the moment but... I... I wanted to tell you how I feel...

I wasn't really surprised by her confession. It had happened before that a client had fallen in love with me. But never before had I been so attached to one of them.

I felt something for her, she wasn't wrong, but not enough to stop my work.

"I don't know what to say. I like you, yes, but to me you're just a client... and you've got your husband, don't forget that" "I love him like a friend... I don't feel any passion or pleasure with him. When I'm with you, my heart races, my palms sweat, I feel alive again. I know you feel it too."

She approached me slowly and grabbed me around the waist. It was hard to resist her, but I pulled her hand away.

«  You say that cause I'm the only girl you had sex with »

«  No that's not true, I said that because your kind, generous, fun and above all very very beautiful. I want you all to myself.. »

"I don't belong to you. I don't belong to anyone. I'm an independent woman. I don't need you and I don't feel anything for you".

Ouch that was harsh.

"I...I see.... I... I'll leave you alone then" tears could be seen in the corner of her eyes.

"Selena wait!..."

It was already too late. She was gone and I didn't know if I'd ever see her again.

Well done Demi! Well done!

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