My Life As An Escort (The Beginning) Book 1 ~ (Completed)✅.

Chapter Twenty-Three - New Information

Ben pulled the limo up to the St. Mary's Cemetery. Today was the day that Lauren would be laid in her finally resting place. Ben stopped the car on the side of the luscious green grass and opened the door for Lilly. She stepped out as Ben reached for her hand to escort her through the grass. She wore the classic funeral attire of all black including a wide rim hat and black gloves. She cleared her throat as she walked up the green tent. Ben stayed behind to give her the privacy she needed.

She wasn't going to attend, but Lauren's mother, Carolyn had asked Lilly if she could help bury Lauren. Lauren had evidently gotten back on drugs and was unemployed before she died. Carolyn herself was just a waitress at one of the local diners and could not afford to bury her daughter. So she had agreed to come and now she was watching a young girl that was full of life enter the ground.

There were only a handful of people there and she hoped none of them would know who and what she was. Carolyn stood and moved over for Lilly to take a seat. She felt uncomfortable as funerals were not quite her thing. The priest gave Lauren the last rites as two men lowered her coffin in the ground. Lilly watched as the closed casket was lowered into the ground and thoughts of her past came back to roar its ugly head.

Flashback

"There is a new guy in the living room. He is handsome and looks like he has money too," Millie said walking in Lilly's room.

Millie was one of Isabella Torma's housemaids and Lilly's bestfriend. Millie had been watching out for Lilly since she started working with Isabella. Millie was just a housemaid and lived vicariously through Lilly. She was short, with long black hair and she had a bum leg. It was no way that Isabella would put her in rotation. Although Lilly thought she was pretty, Millie made sure that Lilly had everything she needed to make the men fall at her feet.

After Lilly gave birth, her parents didn't want her back so in order to take care of herself she became a prostitute. She had been with Isabella for a few months as a housemaid until she had completely healed. A few months later, Lilly was no longer a housemaid but one of Isabella's girls. A few years later she was well-known as the one that could fulfill their pleasures. She was disgusted of how her life had turned out but she knew she had to take care of herself. She had done it for years until one night changed everything.

"How do you know he is rich? Not every man that comes here is rich, Millie."

"I have this feeling."

"That's nonsense. They all claim to be rich, but none of them rarely are."

"Well Ms. Isabella wants me to help you dress."

Lilly quickly put on a bright red dress with heels and to top it off with red lipstick. Men would always say that her lips were intoxicating and by looking at her, they would get a hard-on. She didn't like the job, but she knew she had to endure.

After dressing, Lilly walked out her room. She had managed to bring in quite a bit of cash to the house, so Isabella gave her one of the rooms in house. Of course she had to give her a little extra of her earnings, but it was worth to have the peace and quiet. Most girls were four to a room and living in that type of environment, girls were cutthroat and willing to steal, fight and even try to kill you over possessions.

Lilly straighten her dress as she made it to the stairs.

"I think it is going to be a good night," Isabella said walking towards Lilly. "How many do you think you can service tonight?" Isabella was ruthless and she knew, she would work them to get every last penny she could earn. She was a greedy heffa and everything was centered around a dollar.

Isabella was a large stout woman. She actually ran the whore house because the story goes she was homeless when she first came to America and she was a prostitute in Venice, Italy. The only skill she had was selling her body and back in the day, men once claimed she was beautiful, but after time from the hard life she led, that once hourglass figure was now large and fat rolls vibrated throughout her body. The once beautiful face, was now hidden with years of wear and tear and Lilly hoped that one day she would get out before her beauty faded,