The Velvet Rose

There are many women who have come to see Mr Redington but only one is the velvet rose.

Chapter 1

Hi there my name is Jeremy Redington and I happen to be one of the best stock broker in the city of London, working for the biggest firm in the city known as NM Childroth inc. Let just say I know how to get dumb rich people to give my firm all their money and I go home with all my commission after they have signed on the dotted line. By the time I was 30 I was earning £9-10 million a year. So yes I do know how to live the good life.

One of the best part of my job is how I have to get my hands dirty in order to get this cash. When you work in the big firms in the city its like all the doors are opened wide, like a lady that knows what time it is when she wants to spend the night with me, in my penthouse. The amount of x rated clubs, that I have been to, that were excluded to most, unless you are part of an exclusive club.

Lucky for me. I am part of the club now. You guessed it right I get to go to those, strip clubs with exclusive escorts and other types of indulgence to make my clients happy. Also get them cocked up and high to the point blackmailing is like second nature to me. Hence that is why I am the best at what I do .

Chapter 2

Before I became a rich and arrogant womanising asshole, I was quite the opposite. I was a middle child of four from a working class family in south east London, Charlton to be exact, I remember having to share a bedroom with my brother in my mothers three bedroom flat. You guessed it I grew up in an council home known as the cherry orchard estates, way before they were gentrified.

What I hated most about where I grew up, is I could see the gap between the rich and the poor. As every time I was on the bus on my way home from college and work, I could see the famous river themes and right opposite the river I could see all the bright lights of the city, I would always tell myself one day I will work there.

I do remember when I was in the sitting room I would look out of the window, from my house and would stare at the bright buildings, such as the canary wharf and Barclay's tower, while I day dream about working there. Well that's a boring sad story that you won't be interested in.

Chapter 3

During my teen years is when everything changed for me my hormones kicked in, I was interested in the opposite sex like most teens. However I was a skinny mixed race boy going up against the muscular, gym going bad boys. So yes it was a massive challenge for me as them boys got all the girls.

I knew I had no chance and whenever I would get those girls that I thought that were interested in me, all they ever said to me is the same words. I love you like a brother or I see you as a friend or I like you I just don't love you. So that was my love life until I met her.

She was a young 15 year old secondary student who had a nice teen body. She was a black girl of African descent Ghanaian to be exact, at her tender age I remember she had a nice round bum, nice c cup breasts, she had oval eyes, small round nose, braided black hair, but I just could not resist her perfect smile. Her name was abenna but I called her Abby.

Chapter 4

I met her one day when I was on my way to the shops to get a bottle of drinks for my mates, while they were too stoned to get it themselves. When there she was on the same que as I was and I just could not help it, I had to talk to her but I had to start the conversation.

She was wearing skinny jeans, yellow timberland boots and a crop top as it was summer, with her cleavage sticking out and I can ever see the tip of her padded bra. But I made sure I did not stare if you know what I mean.

I don't know what it was about her but I knew there was something about this girl I could not let her pass me by. My head was all over the place I wanted to talk to her but I did not know what to say to her. Should I be funny? Should I be polite? Fuck it! Just like that I said 'want me to buy your bottle of water?' Im like you idiot. She then looked at me and said 'no thank you' and smiled.

A part of me should have just kept my mouth shut.