[I feel like this is the most shit thing I've ever written, k
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Matt had for the most part stumbled on his line of work by accident. He'd never made good decisions when he was younger and eventually he gained a reputation for himself, one that eventually reached the ears of the local mob boss. The man had taken a young Matt under his wing, shown him the sort of love and protection he'd never gotten from his own parents. He'd become like a father to Matt and when he passed away it was Matt who took over the empire he'd worked hard to build. Matt was incredibly focused on the work he did and as a result, he never really had the time to dedicate to a relationship. But he still had needs to be met and with the amount of money he commanded, it wasn't hard to find women to warm his bed. He'd been a loyal customer of a high-end escort service for years, paying each girl for her services until he'd gotten tired of her.
He'd recently gotten tired of his most recent girl and after enjoying a short period of solitude, he reached out to the company again and asked them to send him a new girl. The first two or three they sent had been duds and Matt had grown bored of them rather quickly and so he hoped this latest girl was better suited to his tastes. As he usually did when meeting a new girl for the first time, Matt provided the escort company with explicit instructions on where and when to send the girl to meet him. He arranged for a private room at his favorite restaurant, instructing the hostess to bring the girl back whenever she arrived. Matt didn't have to wait long before the door opened again and an unfamiliar blonde woman entered the room. Matt raised an eyebrow. He couldn't say he was disappointed.
Matt gave a short chuckle when the girl leaned forward of the table, exposing her cleavage. He was sure she was used to most of her client jumping right into things, but Matt worked a little differently. He motioned for her to sit, watching as the look on her face transformed from one of seduction to one of confusion. "You must be Samantha," Matt said. "My name is Matthew Sanders, but that's a little too formal for me, so you'll call me Matt. And before we get started, there's a few things we need to discuss. First of all, until I decide otherwise, you will service me and only me. One thing you'll learn pretty quickly is that I don't like to share. Second, in order to serve me more...
effectively, you'll be moving.temporarily into my guest house. It's serviced by my housing staff and you'll have all of the privacy that you need, so no worries. Lastly, whenever I invite you to the main house, there are a few rooms that will be strictly off-limits, which I will point out to you during your initial visit. If I find out you've entered any of these rooms without my.explicit permission, our contract will be terminated, as well as the one you have with your company. Now that that's out of the way, why don't we eat?"