so-“
“Are
you sick? Do you have anything I need to worry about? When last were you
tested?”
What
The Fuck? He
realised the look on her face right now was panic. He ran through what she had
previously mentioned in her frantic state as he had not been paying attention
when she voiced her concerns. Shit! He had been so hard he didn’t bother
to wrap up. He always used protection unless he was sleeping with the regulars
he considered part of his harem. They always got tested and were on birth
control. Last night, his mind had claimed her as his, forgetting the necessary
precaution he took with one-nighters; this morning was a different story, he
did not need a little bastard running around. He got tested every few months, the
results boasting a clean bill of health. He could put her mind at ease with that
part but the unwanted pregnancy was something they would have to fix
immediately. A thought struck him and even though it was unconventional, it was
worth a try. He picked up the phone that was on his side of the bed and dialled
the concierge. When the man on the other side of the line answered he asked to
be put through to the closest private physician. As the phone rang he turned
his gaze to the naked woman who was looking at him as if the world was coming
to an end. He felt a tinge of guilt for the position he had put this young
woman in, neither wanted any accidents from a night that had promised unbridled
passion, but looking at her forlorn expression he knew he should have taken
better care in this. He was more experienced and she was very young and new to
this kind of relationship. After giving a quick synopsis of what he required to
the doctor, he hung up the phone then stood to face her. “The doctor is on the
way with the pill and I’m clean. I can email you a copy of my latest results
which I had done last month.” He saw her visibly relax at the news. “Go take a
shower and I’ll order room service, you need to eat before you take any kind of
medication”.
Valerie
did as instructed and fifteen minutes later she walked out of the bathroom with
a towel wrapped around her body. Room service had also just arrived and she
could hear Vladimir talking in muffled tones with whoever brought the food up to
the living area of the suite. During the shower she realised that she had made
one of the biggest mistakes in her adult life – sleeping with someone she knew
absolutely nothing about without protection. She could be pregnant or hosting
an STI, only time would tell. When Vlad walked back into the bedroom she asked
one of the questions that had been floating around in her head during her
shower. “What do you do for a living?”
Vlad
didn’t know how to answer that. The only people that did know what he did were
in direct dealings with him. How could he explain what he did for a living
without eliciting fear or disgust for his crimes or the role he played in the
crimes perpetrated by others aided by him. He decided to masquerade it as best
he could. “I’m an independent contractor. I go in and offer specialist advise
for the people who require my services.” It was vague enough to fit a vast
array of professional categories without giving anything away.
“What
does that mean?” Valerie inquired. She knew what consultants did but most were
usually forthcoming about the field of consulting they specialised in. The
answer Vlad had supplied her with was too ambiguous to be genuine and she had
had her fair share of surprises with this guy to withstand one more.
“You’d
have to have a contract for specifics my dear and you are definitely not the kind
of client that I would offer my services to. So I doubt you would ever know
exactly what it is that I do.”
Val
was quiet as she mulled over what he had just told her, which was not much. She
decided to drop the subject. After today she had no plans to see this man ever
again. What started out as a fun way to forget her past had almost wreaked
havoc on
“Are
you sick? Do you have anything I need to worry about? When last were you
tested?”
What
The Fuck? He
realised the look on her face right now was panic. He ran through what she had
previously mentioned in her frantic state as he had not been paying attention
when she voiced her concerns. Shit! He had been so hard he didn’t bother
to wrap up. He always used protection unless he was sleeping with the regulars
he considered part of his harem. They always got tested and were on birth
control. Last night, his mind had claimed her as his, forgetting the necessary
precaution he took with one-nighters; this morning was a different story, he
did not need a little bastard running around. He got tested every few months, the
results boasting a clean bill of health. He could put her mind at ease with that
part but the unwanted pregnancy was something they would have to fix
immediately. A thought struck him and even though it was unconventional, it was
worth a try. He picked up the phone that was on his side of the bed and dialled
the concierge. When the man on the other side of the line answered he asked to
be put through to the closest private physician. As the phone rang he turned
his gaze to the naked woman who was looking at him as if the world was coming
to an end. He felt a tinge of guilt for the position he had put this young
woman in, neither wanted any accidents from a night that had promised unbridled
passion, but looking at her forlorn expression he knew he should have taken
better care in this. He was more experienced and she was very young and new to
this kind of relationship. After giving a quick synopsis of what he required to
the doctor, he hung up the phone then stood to face her. “The doctor is on the
way with the pill and I’m clean. I can email you a copy of my latest results
which I had done last month.” He saw her visibly relax at the news. “Go take a
shower and I’ll order room service, you need to eat before you take any kind of
medication”.
Valerie
did as instructed and fifteen minutes later she walked out of the bathroom with
a towel wrapped around her body. Room service had also just arrived and she
could hear Vladimir talking in muffled tones with whoever brought the food up to
the living area of the suite. During the shower she realised that she had made
one of the biggest mistakes in her adult life – sleeping with someone she knew
absolutely nothing about without protection. She could be pregnant or hosting
an STI, only time would tell. When Vlad walked back into the bedroom she asked
one of the questions that had been floating around in her head during her
shower. “What do you do for a living?”
Vlad
didn’t know how to answer that. The only people that did know what he did were
in direct dealings with him. How could he explain what he did for a living
without eliciting fear or disgust for his crimes or the role he played in the
crimes perpetrated by others aided by him. He decided to masquerade it as best
he could. “I’m an independent contractor. I go in and offer specialist advise
for the people who require my services.” It was vague enough to fit a vast
array of professional categories without giving anything away.
“What
does that mean?” Valerie inquired. She knew what consultants did but most were
usually forthcoming about the field of consulting they specialised in. The
answer Vlad had supplied her with was too ambiguous to be genuine and she had
had her fair share of surprises with this guy to withstand one more.
“You’d
have to have a contract for specifics my dear and you are definitely not the kind
of client that I would offer my services to. So I doubt you would ever know
exactly what it is that I do.”
Val
was quiet as she mulled over what he had just told her, which was not much. She
decided to drop the subject. After today she had no plans to see this man ever
again. What started out as a fun way to forget her past had almost wreaked
havoc on
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