TANYA'S STORY
It had been weeks since I'd seen Zeus, but he had kept his promise. He'd been depositing ten thousand dollars in my band account for two weeks and told me he'd see me soon. Why wasn't he falling to his knees like the rest of them? Was he looking to have me chase him? If he was, was that the last thing that would happen? Or was it? It's not every day you come by good sex like that. If I was his, how come he wasn't showing it?
"We're closed," I huffed, hearing the jangle of the doorknob.
"I'm here to give the bartender a ride home," said a husky, familiar voice behind me.
I glanced over my shoulder to see Zeus standing there. Damn, was he sexy? I looked back, trying to regain my composure and trying my best not to show how excited I was that he was there.
"Hey Tanya-"
"Ivy! Why don't you head home? I got this," I diverted. The last thing I wanted was for her to recognize him or vice versa.
"Really?" Ivy smiled.
"Of course, don't worry about it; Cameron is staying at a friend's tonight anyhow, so it doesn't matter when I get home," I lied.
"Thanks, beautiful!" she beamed while warmly embracing me.
Can you just leave already, bitch?
Once I finished grabbing clean towels from the back, I saw Zeus speaking to Ivy. All I could feel was rage and annoyance. Seriously? This stupid virgin wouldn't know what to do with a man like Zeus.
"Hey! You can head home, beautiful; I got this," I faked.
"Bye!" Ivy smiled while skipping from the bar.
"Problem?' Zeus interrogated.
I rolled my eyes. Please. He knew why I was bothered.
"She's a virgin, you know," I exclaimed.
"Who?" he asked.
"Ivy," I clarified while angrily wiping down the bartop, "You can't just fuck her."
"How old is she? And she's still a virgin? That's rare," he commented.
"What are you doing here?" I sighed.
"Here to take you home," he stated.
"I don't think that's the best idea," I scoffed.
"How's that?' he smiled.
I searched around the empty bar, looking for answers. How do you explain to someone you've only fucked once that you have a fifteen-year-old son?
"I-I have a son at home," I confessed.
"Really?" Zeus smirked.
He didn't look annoyed or frustrated but content.
"How old?" he asked.
"Fifteen," I nervously replied.
Zeus cocked a quizzical brow, "You must have had him very young."
"I was fourteen," I answered.
"You look amazing, and I'm certain your son is too," he smiled.
"How come you're okay with this? Most men run away," I scoffed.
"I have children too," he replied, "I would never judge someone due to their lineage."
"Really?" I hesitated. "Okay. Take me home."
The once-busy New York streets were engulfed with people experiencing homelessness, huddling around lit garbage cans to remain warm on this freezing winter night.
"Where are we going?" I asked, "This isn't the way to my house."
"We're going to my hotel room," Zeus said.
"What about my son?" I reminded.
"He's an honor student football player on scholarship. I think he can handle getting to school alone," Zeus beamed.
"He's my son, though," I hushed.
I held my tongue. For some reason, I felt that Zeus was right. I wanted to be with him more than I cared to fight my way home to my son. Before I knew it, we were at the Hilton, and he was pulling my hand to the Presidential Suite.
"I had a few questions I wanted to ask you," Zeus smirked.
"Oh, okay," I sighed. Just fuck me already.
"So, Ivy, your coworker," he started.
"What about her?"
"I have a proposition."
"She's not joining us."
"No, not for me, for a business partner of mine and his wife."
"I don't think little miss virgin swings that way. I don't think she knows how she swings if we're being realistic."
"Which is exactly why I think she'd be perfect for my business partner."
"Okay, I'll entertain the idea."
"Ask her to cover for you tomorrow. I'll do the rest."
"Why do you want to do this?"
"I like projects; they keep me entertained. Plus, he and his wife like having a third in their relationship. Keeps things exciting for them."
"So all I have to do is ask her to stay late tomorrow night?" I questioned. "That's it?"
"For now." Zeus gave a victorious grin.