ScarLett

Chapter 9

Jonnathan

"Jonnathan, your phone is ringing!"

I looked up from my lap top to realize that I'd been concentrated on this screenplay for a full hour now. I already felt exausted. Scarlett was motioning to my phone as I stood up from the leather seat and stepped out of my office.

She was dressed in a white bikini with golden straps underneath her see through dress. She was making her way to the pool. I braced myself from showing any expression but I could feel my palms getting sweaty. The feelings she gave me.

I picked up my cell phone which was buzzing on the edge of the island, nearly falling off. It was Casper.

I answered it with hesitation, expecting it to be another one of his night time missions he always had in store for me.

"What's up?"

"We're having an intimate tonight at eleven, I'm sending you a list of people with their numbers to invite."

I knew the drill quite well. I had been doing the invitations for four years now for the intimates and the procedure was basically the same every time. Casper would give me a list of limited well known people from actors,singers to wealthy bussinessmen, and I invited them via emails.

Every night was a regular party night at L.A. Wade but this was different. This was an intimate which occured only consisting of selected people. The night usually led to Casper's mansion and proceeded 'till dawn.

The regular parties were the usual, loud, flirting, grinding, alchohol wasted kind. But these were the kinds where it got a whole lot of nasty. It was the no limits kind of party and Casper was famous for them. He was a complete freak and people loved it, they went through hoops to get in. The intimates were well known for their no friend zone rule which meant that anything could and would happen.

I got busy attending to the invites as soon as I was off the phone. The list was pretty selective this time and there weren't many of the usuals.

My phone buzzes again as I'm going through the list of names. It's a text message from Casper.

Bring Scarlett.

"Fuck! Shit! Fuck!" I kicked the leather chair slamming it against the wall. I paced back and forth running my hands through my hair and actually pulling it to a painful extent. This wasn't happening right now. He didn't just invite people like that, they had to be well known and willing.

Scarlett wasn't willing, she didn't know a damn thing about that side of the world.

She. Was. Going. To. Freak. Out.

I breathed in and out heavily thinking of all the ways this night could go so horribly wrong and there wouldn't be a damn thing I could do about it. There was no breaking the rules once you were in and fuck! I was the one who'd participated in making the goddamn rules!

I staggered out to the pool where Scatlett was laying peacefully, enjoying the sun on her pale skin. Her head was tilted to the side as she flipped through her ipod.

She was never going to forgive me for this.

I thought about the strings I had to pull to land all of those film roles and what Casper could do to those in one night. He had me by the balls. I would have to keep both eyes open tonight and maybe Scarlett would refuse to go if I warned her about all the inconveniences that might occur.

I stood there staring at her until she turned her head and gave me one of her warm smiles.

I wanted to tell her everything.