Cocky (WWBM)

Chapter 4

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TERRENCE ROSS
Present time.

Terrence had experienced a very tiring week. He had just fired his fifth secretary in three months and he was utterly frustrated. This one didn't understand the concept of wearing office clothes to work and club clothes to a club. She would come to work everyday in low cut dresses that left little or nothing to the imagination, all in the hopes of seducing Terrence Ross. Meanwhile, he didn't even remember her damn name!

What exactly wasn't specific about the notice that the personnel department had put up for the position, he wondered.

They were either too lazy and dumb or too seductive trying so hard to get his attention by wearing mini everything. The last one didn't even know how to operate a damn computer.

Now, he desperately wished more than ever that Katherine, his previous long time assistant, hadn't left. Why hadn't she just fallen in love with someone who stayed in the same state as she so she wouldn't have had to go. She was by far the most effective assistant that he had ever had.

Finally, it was Friday. At least that was something for Terrence to be glad about. Although, he was a sworn workaholic, he had to acknowledge the fact that if he didn't give his body a break soon, he would definitely shut down as he had been depriving himself of some essentials for too long.

It had been a while since he had gotten laid. Not for lack of opportunities, as his last 5 receptionists would testify, but no one had genuinely piqued his intrest in a long while.

He lived the life. He had more money than he knew what to do with, a lavish penthouse, exotic cars and beautiful girls a phone call away all wanting to fuck the famous Terrence Ross. But this fast lifestyle was quickly getting tiring and boring to him. In the next 3 years he would be 35, it was time to settle down. To find himself a beautiful woman who he loved and wanted to spend his time with and his money on. And definitely not those women he had been with in past who all were the same. They were either plastic, synthetic, gold diggers, snobs, shallow or just plain stupid. But to find a woman he can see himself falling in love with someone would have to interest him first and he didn't see that happening anytime soon. Maybe he has been surrounding himself with the wrong crowd of females.

At a time like this he just needed his boys. The rest, he can figure out later.

So he called Hector and they made plans for the night. They would be meeting at Miller's crib for a hangout. It had been a while since they just hung out on a low-key.

After they talked a bit more Terrence changed and he went into the adjoining gym in a concealed room beside his main office and let out his frustration at life at the treadmill.

*****

Having known these guys since middle school it was easy to say they were brothers. They were the worst gang back in high school. The most mischievous. The most daring. And the most magnetic.

All the guys wanted to be them and all the girls wanted to do them. It didn't help that they were stupidly rich. But, through it all, they never forgot the value of friendship. No one else had their back like they did.

The atmosphere at Miller's house was relaxed as they talked and joked with each other waiting for 8 o clock when the game will begin. They ordered about 5 boxes of pizza and different brands of beer.

Trey typed away at his phone talking to Tasha. He had finally mustered the courage to ask her out officially to be his girlfriend a month ago and they were going strong. Trey could almost say that he was in love and had found the one for him. He couldn't belive that she was right there before him all this time but he just hadn't ever really taken her serious before now and he was glad that his brother gave him the push he needed. He was finally happy. And now, it was time for him to return the favour.

The guys were joking about the current situation with Terrence's secretary problem and Davis' near contraction of an STD. Apparently, he almost had sex with a chick at one of the clubs he owned only to find out a week later that she had an STD. He swore to abstain from sex but they all knew that was damn near impossible for him.

Trey spoke up when they had quieted down a bit. "So, Tasha and I are finally together. Offcially."

The guys were happy for him.

"It's about time you got that girl. But please don't come too soon talking about marriage and shit. We already got Hector for that's silliness." Davis joked.

Hector feigned offence. "Can't wait till you're in love. You goin' be acting like a love sick puppy, I just know it."

"I'm too fly for that and you know it. Don't hate." Davis replied, brushing his shoulders proudly. "Besides, there's too many fishes in the river to stick to just one, you dig? Y'all already know that I'm God's gift to women."

Terrence, who was closest to him, slapped the back of his head earning a scowl from Davis as the others laughed. "And you're gonna return to your maker once you die from an STD, and this time, it won't be missed."

Trey immediately spoke up then, "Anyway, Bro, you remember our deal. I stay with Tasha for a month and you do what I want. Well, I want something now." He said with a smirk on his face which was immediately a red flag for Terrence but he knew that he had no choice but to do it. He had backed himself into a corner.

"You better not tell me to do anything stupid, nigga."

"Nothing stupid. Just that I signed you up to an escort agency so you're probably gonna be getting some calls soon from 'em." Trey said casually as he took a sip of his beer.

"The fuck am I gonna be doing with an escort agency? If I want a damn date to something all I gotta do is make a call." Terrence replied with a frown on his face.

Trey just rolled his eyes. "A male escort agency, stupid."

That was even worse to Terrence. What the fuck?

"Hell naw. I don't need some horny old ladies feeling up on me just cause they paid for it."

Trey just laughed. Typical Terrence. "It's a classy agency and you're gonna be a date to beautiful young ladies, not a gigolo. Besides, it will only be for a month and you're out."

"A week." Terrence stated. He didn't like the idea and if he was lucky, he wouldn't be booked by anyone in that week.

"Two weeks." Trey bargained. "That's final".

Terrence groaned knowing he had no choice but to concede. "Fine."

"That's was easier than I thought it would be." Hector joked about the exchange.

"It's a classy agency owned by a good friend of mine, Elena. It's good money." Trey said trying to convince his brother.

The idea was beginning to sound okay to Terrence. Besides, even a billionaire can never be too rich to turn away extra cash from what he hopes will be a good time. At least, Trey did say it was classy.

"I'll send you her contact info." Trey said smiling like a cat that got all the cream.

He didn't think it would be this easy to convince his brother but he was happy he agreed. The guy needed to socialise more with people other than the boys and he was pretty damn sure it had been a long time since his brother got any good pussy. This would be intresting.

A/N:

I'm soooo sorry for the late update. Been busy with school and life in general. Wrote this chapter in a hurry so I hope you enjoyed it! Please vote comment and follow if you did.