Escape of A Different Kind
“I would highly recommend a cuddling session here at the hotel, Mr. Trengrove. Especially with your recent breakup. It would be good to have a comforting touch for a while.”
The memory of the interview with the head of the Royal Courtesans Guild, ran on repeat in Oliviero’s mind. He had had to provide all his personal information along with his reasoning for applying. A rather extensive process in his mind but to keep client confidentiality as well as the safety of the courtesans themselves it was surely needed. His reasoning for applying was simple enough, his ex girlfriend had been rather awful to him. She was mean and hateful, hurting him in ways he never saw coming. He was left feeling as if he was nothing but a big waste of space and so to help him feel better his friend recommended a meeting with Mr. Royal.
The owner was more than welcoming and he explained well enough what the Guild had to offer. Oliviero was never one for fooling around it always seemed to cause more trouble than anything plus he could never bring himself to just walk out on a women. Though plenty seemed perfectly fine with doing that to him. It was his unfortunate luck that he ended up with these women, not like he went out of his way, things just always seemed to fall into place like that. So instead of putting himself through more heartbreak he figured why not give this a try. It was nothing sexual and it would fill that need for contact that he so desperately craved. So without a second thought he signed the contract and his first appointment was set for that Friday.
That was only two days ago and now the young wolf sat patiently on the edge of the neatly made bed. His hands fidgeting with the ends of his sleeves as he continued to let his mind wonder. He knew who he would be meeting or he knew their name, Diane. A rather beautiful name and he was drawn to the welcoming smile of her photograph. The standing clock over the fireplace chimed happily as it clicked over into the next hour. It pulled him from his thoughts and his eyes fixed on the door. She would be arriving any second and Oliviero could not help the nervousness that seemed to fill him.