Chapter 6

Axel stared up at the towering building before him. DAXON AGENTS the proud sign, plastered at the top of the building read.

Definitely a Gay porn producing company. He mused walking into the intimidating building. He strode into the lobby, an open space with glass doors and ornamentals flanked both sides. He walked to the glass door pushing it slightly, he got into the reception.

The Reception was a large open space, with a large desk curved at both ends in some sort of an encasement. The table was the first thing one noticed the moment you walked into the room, that is if you do not look down.

The floor was of marble, and a long row of cushioned seats rolled at the left side of the entrance. Several posters of builders, and a poster of bodyguards in a formation that limited the pose of the poster of men in Black, hung in the middle, just behind the smiling redhead.

The receptionist, he guessed.

He made gracefully towards the woman dressed in cream top, as he moved closer, doing his usual intense perusal, a dark skirt that danced between black and dark blue...like the midnight sky.

"Hello sir, welcome to Daxon's Agents security services, how many I help you" the lady's voice rang in a deafening high pitch, as she rattled the words as though she'd been practicing that single phrase all day.

He tried to keep the cringe of his face, rather he smiled almost brightly. "Hello gorgeous" she was indeed gorgeous, if she kept quiet, or whispered instead of speak. "I'm here to see, Daniel Hills" He handed her the card Danny gave him last week.

She took the black card, giving him a once over, and when their eyes met she gave him a small smile. Her little smile still in place she glanced at it briefly, "What's your name" She questioned

"Axel Carter"

"Axel Carter" She repeated. How he hated the sound of his name when she said it.

"Do you have an appointment?" She asked

"Not really, but he's expecting me"

"Gimme a minute" she made for the phone, typing from the cards, she placed the receiver on her ears.

"Hello sir, There's someone here to see you. He said his name is Axel Carter" After a little pause, probably receiving instructions from the other end.

"Okay sir" She turned to Axel, "He will see you now"

"Okay?"

"Fifth door by the right. His name is pasted on the door" She instructed, pointing at the hall way behind her.

"Thank you" Axel curtseyed, making in.

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Protocols upon protocols.

Axel had been going through a lot of steps to fully register as an Escort. After Danny had taken him to the Escorts recruitment officer, he was given a form to fill. Then after filling in all his details, it took them two days to look into his application.

Then a whole one week of registration, their classes, their rules, and their fitness check. Turns out the person in charge of the Escort services was a female, Dixon's daughter, Tiffany.

He had discovered the original name was Dixon Agents, but after a typographical error of some sort on the property documents, they had gone with Daxon. Tiffany had taken over the business, after her father's death, as his only child and heiress.

Tiffany Geraldton.

And man, she was so plastic. Well almost all of the women in Los Angeles were plastic. Looking pimped and pumped in her pink colour ambassador attire, and blond hair, trust her to turn her father's Security services into an Escort services.

He also heard she ran a strip club downtown, with a ladies night where the male strippers came to show the women some good time. Some of the strippers were hired from the Escort services, and although Danny had advised him to register as a stripper too, he had chosen the Escort option. It was easy to fix it in his schedule, and he liked the fact that he could name his price, unlike the strippers that were limited to a certain pay.

He wasn't the only one they recruited, about five other macho, body builders. He was the fit one, looking quite leaner than the others. He ate right, did his exercises, he was perfect for the job. So, when those body builders had strode in, he had stamped the urged to tell them the bouncers room was the other way.

Few minutes after they were set, the barbie doll dressed in pink sequin gown, and some sort of dark make up, and what looked like an eight inches pink shiny heel that was definitely a designers; she looked like a porn star. She came in with her minion of a secretary, and Axel could bet she was definitely a Joanne Angels.

Then she rounded them up, and asked them to strip. Axel did a double take at that order, Danny never told him this was as a protocol he couldn't skip. Reluctantly, he had undressed, not missing the oohs and aahs of the ladies.

Tiffany pussyfooted towards them, feeling their bodies and penises, making comments like "Good business' 'what enlargement cream do you use' 'Not bad' 'Do you know there's something called shaving sticks?'

Danny said it was the main screening, and that she also recruited her strippers by knowing their sizes. He was right, she came after him, offering him a part time job as a stripper. As inviting and fun as that proposal sounded, he wasn't a dancer, and he couldn't juggle three jobs the way she believed he would.

He wasn't that mint crazed.

The HIV tests and infection tests were next. He was clean and the results were an affirmation. In as much as he loved women, he knew the various consequences unprotected sex brought. He never had unprotected sex no matter the urgency, no matter the number of rounds they went. And, he was always going for check ups, and tests.

He loved his health.

They had created his file, and sent his ID card, cards and other details via mail and he was into the business. Now, all he had to do was wait till someone requested his services.

He would get a notification from the company, they were to only give the name and value of the person and he'd state his price. After which a date And venue will be fixed, for their meeting.

It's been over a month and he hadn't gotten any client yet. He was beginning to think this whole thing was a bad idea after all, when his phone chirped.

He grabbed his device from the table, clicking on the message, the sender flashed before his screen Darry Dons services.

'Client : Edna Buff

Age: 47

Occupation: Owner of Hilltop Hotels

Status: Widowed.

Report to the organization the moment you get this message.

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Axel stared at his date for tonight, he couldn't believe his luck. Edna Buff, the Socialite stood before him in flesh and blood. Edna Buff, forty two and widowed, owner of Hilltop Hotels had requested his services.

She was his first client, and he was damn lucky she accepted his 300 dollars price tag. He had met Tiffany's secretary just after he finished from work that day, and was given the full information of the service he was to render.

She had chosen him to Escort her to Cat fashion show in Brentwood. He had finished his work quite early, and had rushed home to prepare for his date. He arrived five minutes early, he wanted to impress her.

When he arrived her manor, she was already ready. Unlike the conventional belief of women and dressing time. Clad in a cream, A-line satin dress, that highlighted the swell of her breast, and a small slight that flaunted olive thighs, and flashed her gold stilettoes, she was all the words in breathtaking.

Her corn silk coloured hair, were pinned in a simple hairstyle that allowed few tendrils to frame her oval shaped face. Her make up was almost invisible, and her nude lipstick made her lips look fuller and supple.

He gave her a once over, very such she'd put him in the right mood tonight, he stopped at legs, staring some more. He could already picture those endless legs wrapped around him as he drove into her.

"Do I pass inspection" She questioned sultrily, a small smile playing at the corners of her lips, as she checked him out dauntlessly. Her sea green orbs, locked on his pants area, the intensity sending heat to his groin.

"You would do" He covered the distance between them, took her hands and placed it on his lips. The warmth shot through Edna, she smiled shyly. Her sea green orbs meet his dark ones, as a silent message passed between them. A promise of carnal bliss.

Tonight was definitely going to be a wild one.

"Axel Carter at your service" He curtsied

"Edna Buff" She played along, clearly enjoying his antics.

"You look breathtaking, my lady" He drawled, then winked. Edna laughed lightly, she liked this one.

"Thank you. And, you look like a god, yourself" She replied. Axel flashed her a sexy smile, putting the hand he'd collected underneath his arm, he said softly "Shall we?"

Edna giggled like a school girl who was being told about the wonders of first love and sex.

"We shall"

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"I do not think buying the Cosmetics company from Thomas is a good idea. The company has incurred several debts over the past two years, and although the workers at not aware, it is on a fast pace to bankruptcy"

Brandon was having one of those board meetings with his board of advisers and executives. He sat in his chair, at the top of the table. He was president of blue veil enterprises, group of companies, corporation and other things they added to Blue Veil in the news, of course, he was at the Top.

Having been listed as LA's most successful business man of the year on Globe's list, his status as an indispensable asset to the business world couldn't be overemphasized. He watched the man try to dissuade him from buying a company he had already bought in his mind, ten times over.

"Sir, I think it is risky. Buying the company means taking the responsibility of her debts, and they are numerous. We are still working on the company in New Zealand, adding this new project is going to cause us some financial issues" another man said.

They were right to some extent. The company he wanted to buy had incurred a lot of debts. But, he knew what he stood to lose if someone else got the company before him.

Their products were making waves in the market, he knew proper management of those resources were what the owner lacked. He was willing to step in, turn the orientation of the company around and make stronger waves in the beauty world.

He had been planning for years, and the time was now. Plus he was getting it for an unbelievably meager amount. The owner wanted out, and that he was giving him.

"I've made my decision. I got the property, I would be paying next week, after I've finished with the lasts of the paperwork. We would move in next month." He announced. The people looked shocked and unhinged.

"Get ready to expand" he added dismissively.