Chapter 10: Steady Stream of Income

A week had passed, and Marcus found himself increasingly frustrated. He had been texting Sarah every day, hoping for a bit more than the cold shoulder or short, detached replies that left him feeling ignored. Each message seemed to go on read or, at most, get a brief answer. Her once warm, teasing energy had faded into something distant, almost indifferent.

In an attempt to keep her interest, he finally sent her the login details to a stock account he set up for her, one with dividends generating between $3,000 and $10,000 a month. It was his way of showing he was serious, hoping it would mean something to her, maybe even rekindle the dynamic they had before. After all, for Marcus, it was a small gesture in the grand scale of his wealth. But for someone like Sarah, it could mean a steady, effortless income.

He waited, watching the "read" icon pop up by his latest message. His chest tightened as he wondered if this would finally get her attention, or if he'd miscalculated the way she truly felt about him.

When Marcus opened the message, he was taken aback by the image Sarah had sent. She wore a short, skin-tight black dress that barely reached mid-thigh, emphasizing her curves and leaving little to the imagination. The fabric shimmered under the light, accentuating her figure, and a deep neckline showcased just enough to be enticing without fully revealing. A pet collar encircled her neck, adding a daring edge, with a small silver ring at the center that drew the eye.

On all fours, she gazed up at the camera with a playful, slightly submissive look, her lips parted just slightly as if caught in a moment of breathless anticipation. The pose and her expression spoke volumes, daring and teasing in equal measure.

The caption read: "Sorry this naughty girl hasn't texted you. I was really busy. Hope you like this as your payment." She added a wink and a squirting emoji for emphasis, making it clear she was fully aware of the effect this image would have on him.

Marcus couldn't look away, captivated by the boldness of the outfit and the sultry energy Sarah exuded.

Marcus's phone buzzed again, and his eyes widened as he saw a new photo from Sarah. This time, the shot was up close, focusing on her B-cup cleavage framed perfectly by the daring neckline of her dress. The smooth curve of her skin was highlighted, creating a provocative yet tasteful image that left just enough to the imagination.

Alongside the photo, Sarah's teasing message read: "Don't show this to your friends, or they might dare to take me." She knew just how to stoke his jealousy, daring him while hinting at her allure.

Marcus's pulse quickened as he typed back, "They wouldn't stand a chance. Besides, you're mine, aren't you?"

"Well a man like you always attracts many girls to himself. And I only accept a man that is loyal." Sarah teased and sent a picture of her lips.

Marcus chuckled at her response, feeling the subtle challenge in Sarah's words. He could tell she enjoyed keeping him on his toes.

As he looked at the close-up photo of her lips, painted in a soft, alluring shade, he felt a magnetic pull. It was a simple shot, yet the slight parting of her lips hinted at an invitation, adding to her teasing tone.

Typing back, he replied, "Loyalty isn't an issue here. I know what I want—and right now, that's only you."

"You are so handsome and cute when you listen to me. Goo~d boy." Sarah sent the text.

Marcus couldn't help but squirm at Sarah's message. "Goo~d boy," she called him. It was such a simple phrase, yet it sent a thrill through him.

Being called a "good boy" by her, with the underlying hint of dominance, was an unexpected turn-on. He replied, "Anything for you."

"If you don't mind, baby~. I want you to take me to a high-class party, where rich people like you hang out, just once with you, please~," Sarah texted, adding a puppy dog eyes emoji.

Marcus paused for a moment, considering her request. A high-class party would definitely attract attention, especially with Sarah by his side in that provocative outfit. He could already imagine the looks they would get.

He replied, "I don't mind at all. Just promise to behave yourself and not steal all the attention." He added a winking emoji to keep the playful tone alive.

"Oh? Are you so eager to let me go out with other men at the party." Sarah teased.

Marcus felt a surge of playful annoyance at her teasing. He quickly typed back, "I didn't say anything about letting you go out with other men. Just know that I'll be right there, making sure you don't steal all the attention."

"What if a strong bad boy at the party takes me with him without you noticing?" Sarah messages messing him.

Marcus smirked at her message, sensing the playful challenge in her words. He quickly replied, "Oh, I'd notice. Trust me, I've got my eye on you. Plus, I know how to keep a strong hold on what's mine."

He added a wink emoji, trying to match her teasing tone while also asserting his playful confidence. "But if he tries, I might just have to remind him who you belong to."

He added a smirk emoji to keep the mood light, but he couldn't help but feel a little possessive. "Besides, you'll only have eyes for me, right?"

"Okay when is the party?" Sarah asked

Marcus typed back quickly, "The party is this Saturday at 8 PM. It's at the penthouse downtown. You ready to make an entrance?"

He added a smirking emoji, eager to see how Sarah would respond.

"Yep what time will you pick me up?" Sarah asked him.

"I can pick you up at 7:30 PM. Sound good?" Marcus replied, feeling a mix of excitement and anticipation. He imagined the looks they would get when they arrived together, especially with Sarah's elegant outfit.

"Sounds perfect! I can't wait to see what you have planned," Sarah replied, her excitement evident in her words. "And just so you know, I'll be ready to turn heads. You better be prepared!"

Marcus grinned at her response. "Oh, I have no doubt about that. Just don't distract me too much, or I might not be able to focus on anything else," he typed back, adding a playful smirk emoji.

"You're gonna have to try hard not to," Sarah teased, sending a flirty wink emoji.

"Challenge accepted," Marcus replied, already looking forward to the night ahead.

It was Saturday, October 19, 2024, and the clock read 6 PM. Sarah stood in front of her mirror, examining herself in the elegant baby blue dress she had chosen for the high-class party. The dress hugged her curves perfectly, accentuating her figure while maintaining an air of sophistication. The soft fabric shimmered slightly in the light, making her feel both beautiful and confident.

She styled her hair in loose waves, framing her face delicately, and opted for a pair of silver heels that added just the right amount of height. As she applied a touch of makeup, focusing on her eyes with a subtle smoky look, she couldn't help but smile at her reflection. This was the night she had been looking forward to, and she was ready to make a memorable entrance with Marcus.

With a final check of her appearance, Sarah grabbed her clutch and took a deep breath, feeling a mix of excitement and nervousness as she anticipated Marcus's arrival.

At 7:20 PM, just as Sarah was making final adjustments to her outfit, her phone rang. She glanced at the screen and saw Marcus's name light up. A smile spread across her face as she answered the call.

"Hey, Marcus! What's up?" she greeted, her excitement palpable.

"Hey, beautiful," Marcus replied, his voice warm and inviting. "I'm on my way to pick you up. Just wanted to make sure you're ready. I can't wait to see you in that dress."

Sarah felt a rush of butterflies in her stomach at his compliment. "I'm ready! Just putting on my heels now," she said, glancing down at her feet. "What about you? Are you all set for the party?"

"Absolutely," Marcus replied, a hint of mischief in his tone. "I'm dressed to impress, but I have a feeling you're going to steal the show."

"Flattery will get you everywhere," she teased.

"Good to know," he chuckled. "I'll be there in about ten minutes. Get ready to turn some heads."

"Count on it! See you soon," Sarah said before hanging up, her pulse quickening at the thought of the night ahead. She couldn't wait to make an impression alongside Marcus and to enjoy the evening full of high-class allure.

Marcus hung up the call and let out a breath. The thought of seeing Sarah in her dress, all dolled up for the party, made him giddy with anticipation. He jumped into his car and sped off to Sarah's apartment, excitement coursing through his veins.

He arrived right on time, his heart skipping a beat as he saw her standing there, finishing up her preparations. She looked absolutely stunning, more beautiful than ever. He got out of the car and walked up to her, his eyes roving over her figure, taking in every detail, his breath catching in his throat.

"Well? Does it look good?" Sarah asked giving a small twirl.

Marcus was left speechless for a moment, his eyes drinking her in. Finally, he found his voice.

"You look incredible," he said, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "Absolutely stunning."

He couldn't stop staring at her figure, the dress accentuating her curves just right. He took her hand and spun her around again, his eyes never leaving hers.

"I am looking forward to this party." Sarah said getting in the Rolls Royce Phantom.

Marcus held the door open for Sarah and watched her settle into the passenger seat of his luxury car. He couldn't help but admire the way her dress sparkled and shimmered under the light, the epitome of elegance. He closed the door and walked around to the driver's side, admiring the sight of her sitting there.

He got in and started the car, the engine purring softly. "Me too," he said, glancing at her. "This party is going to be unforgettable, especially with you by my side."

Marcus drove to the penthouse downtown where many expensive and luxurious cars were parked outside.

As Marcus drove Sarah towards the penthouse downtown, they were met with the sight of an array of expensive and luxurious cars parked outside, gleaming in the soft glow of the streetlights. It was a visual testament to the opulence and wealth that was about to be found within.

Sarah looked out the window, taking in the sight of the extravagant vehicles. She couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and anticipation, knowing that they were about to attend a high-class party filled with wealthy and influential individuals.

As they stepped into the penthouse, they were immediately enveloped by the opulent surroundings and the lively atmosphere. Groups of people in elegant attire stood around, sipping on glasses of expensive wine and chatting amongst themselves, their laughter filling the air.

Sarah couldn't help but feel a bit out of her depth. This was all so new to her. But Marcus seemed completely comfortable, a hint of cool confidence in his demeanor suggesting that he was used to this sort of scene. He placed a reassuring hand on her back, steering her through the crowd.