Harry Payne
Age: 34
Job: CEO of Payne Enterprise
Status: painfully single
Physical description: Short black hair, 6’4 ft tall, athletic body, chiselled face, with prominent dark green eyes, with a stubble beard, full lips and Roman shaped nose.
Personality Description: Arrogant, organised, determined, reliable, seductive
Family: Grace Payne (mother) Joseph Payne (father) Harold Payne (older brother) Helena Payne (younger sister)
Friends: Devin Hardy, Karen Davies
Harry POV
My name is Harry Payne, I am the CEO of Payne enterprise. I am thirty-four years old and I don’t have time to date. Hell, I barely have time to breathe, let alone date.
My work is a priority. My family expect great things from me and I comply with that. I am extremely hard-Woking and focused.
I ended a serious relationship three years ago when I found that she was cheating on me with my best friend. That’s when I focused hard on growing my company.
My family is extremely wealthy and I grew up attending the best schools with the best teachers and programs. I learned languages and literature, maths and science but I never really learned to socialise. That happened when I attended University.
Those were the best years of my life. I had the freedom to find myself and be whomever I wanted to be. I didn’t have the pressure to be the next in line to take over the company.
I have an older brother Harold and a younger sister Helena. Typical. Three kids, all with the same letter start on their name. We couldn’t be more different from each other. Harold turned forty this year. He is a corporate lawyer, a man of the family. He is married with three beautiful children. Does he actually love his wife? No. He married her because of status and to please our mother. Something I promised I would never do.
Helena is the rebel, she is twenty-four and she decided she didn’t want to go to university, she wanted to be an artist and as she is the youngest and the only girl my parents allowed her to do whatever she wants. Helena has several boyfriends but none of them sticks around. Why would that be?
I never really felt loved. My parents don’t understand that concept as they got married because of an arrangement made by their parents.
I do believe they like each other otherwise the marriage wouldn’t have lasted long.
As a middle child, I lacked the attention both my siblings had. I always tried to keep myself out of trouble but trouble always seemed to find me.
Now here I am. Hiring a girlfriend from an escort agency to take Italy to attend my cousin’s wedding.
As I explained before I don’t have time to date, and I need someone to attend this disastrous wedding with me. So I decided to hire someone for the job.
“Elite escorting agency?” - I hear a girl on the other side of the phone
“Good morning, I would like to speak to Miss Karen?” - I say
“Who should I announce?” - she asks
“Harry Payne” - I say
“Mr Payne, I’ll pass you through, One moment please” - the girl says
“Hello, this is Karen speaking” - I hear
“Karen, this is Harry, Harry Payne” - I say
“Hello darling, how have you been?” - she asks
Karen was a university friend. She became an escort to pay for her bills, then she found an older guy that decided he would pay for everything she needed. She became his sugar baby. A concept I didn’t know existed until she explained it to me. Once she got tired of the guy and made enough money she decided to open her own agency. With time she became the most elite and exclusive agency to hire escorts.
Most of her girls don’t have sex with their Joes. That’s what Karen decided to call the man that calls hiring their services. We are all Joes until we chose the girl for the service. Karen always gives us two files and we chose the one we like and then the girl gets the file. They only know in advance what kind of job it is and for how long. Not who is hiring them.
It’s just a simple way of keeping us safe.
“I’ve been doing great. Just busy and I need your help” - I say
“I never thought I would see the day” - she teases me.
I used to be completely against her job. I told her a hundred times that I would help her out. Money was never a problem for my family. We have more money than we care to admit.
“I know” - I say
“What is the event?” - she asks
“My cousin is getting married and I need to take a girlfriend with me. You know how these things work” - I say
“No time for dating hun?” - she asks
“I barely have time to eat, let alone date, I need a girl that will mingle perfectly with my family but that isn’t too flashy, a girl that will be able to handle a high society event. It will last two weeks in Italy” - I say
“I have the perfect girl for you, do you trust me?” - she asks
“Do I have another choice?” - I reply
“Of course not, I know how your family works, and I definitely know that this girl will be able to handle them, she is classy, beautiful, charming, extremely intelligent” - Karen says
“I don’t want a gold digger” - I say
“She’s not, she’s been with our top Joes and she never even flinched” - Karen says
“Anyone I might know?” - I ask as I don’t need them figuring out she is an escort
“No darling, she’s been mostly with Americans. You know they are the ones hiring us because they want a girl with a British accent” - Karen says
“Good, send me her files please” - I say
“Harry?”
“Yes?”
“Do you even want to know how much it will be?”
“I know you are expensive Karen, and I am okay with it, just send me the file and the contract please, I will pick the girl up tomorrow for the flight” - I say
“Just one more thing” - Karen says
“Yes?”
“I need you to get tested for STD’s please”
“Karen I have no intentions of having sex with that girl, you know I’m not a player” - I let out
“I know darling, but it’s policy” - she says
“Fine, send your nurse to collect blood to my office” - I say
“I will” - she says and I take a deep breath.
The rest of the day was uneventful. Except for the nurse that came to collect my blood. She was a little older than me. If she was one of the escorts I wouldn’t mind her being my girl, and that’s when my email got a notification.
It was the contract and the folder.
Once I open the folder my eyes are immediately on the photo. I can’t deny that the girl is beautiful.
There’s a background story of how we met and how long we have been together.
I read carefully and it will be easy to keep that lie. My family has no idea of what I do with my life. They are all self-centred that they never even notice what is happening in my life. I always keep myself away from scandals and from the media. I don’t like them but they do respect my privacy. Especially with the amount of money, I inject into them every month.
When I finish reading everything I start reading the contract. Two hundred and fifty thousand pounds for two weeks. That’s a lot of money and that is only the deposit. The other two hundred and fifty I have to pay at the end.
We are not allowed to have sex with our escort and if we want to it was to be discussed in advance with the girl and an extra payment will be required at the end.
I don’t have any intentions in sleeping with her anyway.
I sign the contract electronically and send it back to Karen.
Once I finish in the office it’s almost ten in the evening and I haven’t even had dinner. I call my driver and I get home soon after. I find some leftover lasagne that the cook left for me and I put it in the microwave.
One of the Good things about being a millionaire is that I don’t have to do anything myself. Food is cooked by my private chef, the housekeeper takes care of the cleaning and tidying up. I have one person that takes care of my clothes. The only thing I do myself is pack when I have to travel. Blame it on the years that I couldn’t chose what to wear because of my controlling parents.
Once I finish the meal I just go straight to bed. I lay down with my hands under my head while in look up at the ceiling. Tomorrow I will be picking the girl up. I hope she behaves and I honestly hope she doesn’t become one of those girls that fights for my attention. I don’t have the time or the patience for that.
Alice Turner Age: 29Job: Escort/ student (nurse) Status: singlePhysical description: long wavy light brown hair, almond-shaped blue eyes, heart-shaped face, fine nose and plump lips. Short 5’4 ft curvy body, tanned skin. Personality description: Calm, caring, determined, seductive, funny. Family: Tommy Turner (twin brother), Laura Turner (auntie)Friends: Karen Davies, Juliana Abel
Harry POVI wake up with my alarm on my phone. I turn it off and I get up stretching my back. I had a horrible and uncomfortable night sleep. I walk into the bathroom and get myself ready for the gym. I have a private gym inside my flat. I live in a three-bedroom flat in front of Hyde Park in London. I love it here. I can see the park from the Gym window while I do my exercises. After doing my cardio and lifting some weights I decide to go out for a run. It’s seven in the morning and not a lot of people are out. It’s is a lovely spring day and it is already getting hot. I run down and when I get to the park I put my EarPods on. Music blasting that’s all I need. I start running and to my surprise, I bump
Alice POVI get up at seven with my alarm playing some random song. I turn it off and I get up to make a cup of coffee. The day doesn’t start before I have coffee. I sit near my window looking out. Today is a lovely day. I open the window a little and I put some food in a bowl for Maria. Not long after Karen would be here to pick her up and take her home. I walk to the bathroom and I have a quick shower doing my skin routine and moisturising my skin after. As an escort, I need to take care of myself. After all my appearance is everything in my job. Once I get out Karen walks into my flat. She has a spare key.“In ringed” - she says
Harry POV I keep looking at Alice through my shades pretending I am looking at my phone. She’s looking out of the window not paying any attention to me. Her face lits up as she sees the monuments we pass by. I’ve never really paid attention to my surroundings when I’m being driven to hotels. I stop looking at my phone and look out of the window. Rome is not a foreign place to me. It’s my second home. I’ve lived here for two years after my break up with my ex. I needed some time away and I came to Rome. I obviously worked here but I never did the touristy thing. Maybe I should. I think Alice would enjoy it. Maybe I can take her to the Pantheon. And to the Vatican. “We’re here sir” - I hear the driver calling me from my daydream. I open the door and Alice hol
Alice POVI was in shock when I saw Harry appear in front of me wearing ripped jeans. Adidas trainers and a white t-shirt. His t-shirt hugged his muscles showing of the perfection under the fabric. He put a baseball cap on and we walked out of the bedroom. We walked past the press unnoticed which made me happy. I don’t know how to react in front of them. The day has been absolutely amazing. We walked and talked a lot. I got to know the real Harry. Sometimes he can be arrogant but then he stops and corrects himself. I think he is used to people wanting something from him, but this time it’s the other way around. He wants something from someone else. He wants me to help him. Today helped me to get into my character of a loving girlfriend. We had lunch and dinner out. All in small restaurants that he knew from the
Alice POVI Have a quick shower and do my skin routine. Once I come out of the bathroom wrapped in the fluffy bathrobe I see Harry sitting in the front room reading the newspaper with another mug of coffee. He looks so sexy with his wet hair brushed back. I close the bedroom door and I get dressed.The blush pink dress hugs my curves. The dress has a pencil skirt that goes to my knees. I put on the black high heels and black thin belt on top of the dress.I do a very neutral and soft makeup. My hair tied perfectly into a low ponytail. I spray my perfume and I walk out just holding my clutch. Harry’s eyes meet mine and I see his eyes
Harry POVAfter the Pantheon, we walk back to the hotel. It takes us around thirty minutes but I enjoy Alice’s company. She is grounded and she has some culture. I’ve apologised to her a thousand times about my mother and my family but all she says is that she is okay and she’s just doing her job.That gets to me. That she only sees this as a job. I am hoping to become her friend. She is different from the girls I’ve met before.As we are walking one of the journalists spots us and starts following us. I hate when they do that. If you want a photo just ask for it and get it done. Don’t follow me around. It drives me insane. I stop walking and I turn around to face the guy.
Harry POVOnce we get to the hotel restaurant we are taken to the table where my parents and Harold are sitting.“Sorry we’re late” - I say shaking my brother’s hand and kissing my sister in law’s faceI see them eyeing Alice from head to toe. I put my arm around her waist. And pull her close to me.“Mother, father” - I say as I kiss her face and shake my father’s hand.“You’re late” - mother says“I know. I’m sorry, I had some work I had to take care of” - I say “It is extremely disrespectful” - mother says and I can feel Alice shifting her weigh