The Lonely Life
What kinda life do you have when your a millionaire, and can't find a decent fucking girl. A very lonely one. Sure at 6 foot 6 inches and 250lbs, I'm built like an ox. Anytime I go out I get girls that throw themselves at me. They aren't even decent girls. They are trashy as hell. They only do it because I am who I am. Tan skin, jet black hair, baby blue eyes, sharp jaw lines, and no girlfriend.
Well I had one, or at least I thought I did. So let me break this shit down for you. I took my girl Natalia who I'd been dating for about 5 months on a nice date. Decent girl, never caused any drama, nothing. Took her out to dinner and decided to head back to my place. Now we've done this plenty of times, no issues....well until last night. Last night it started getting heavy quick, and before I knew it I was pounding into her like an animal. She was moaning enjoying it, I was growling like a fucking wolf until...... she yelled some other dude's name.
Yep that's right she yelled out Rick.... man did I shut that shit down real quick. The look on her face as I threw back on my clothes and threw her clothes at her. As she was preoccupied by getting dressed, I grabbed her phone and looked in her contacts. Sure enough there's a fucking Rick in there. So you bet your ass I called the fucker. He picked up asking if she missed his dick. She's screaming at me to hang up, he wants to know what's going on. I said the nicest thing I could...
"Your slutty bitch is on her way walking down 5th Avenue. You can keep her nasty cunt!"
I quickly hung up the phone, and threw it at her. I told her to get the fuck out, and don't ever talk to me again. She was trying to give some sob story, about how she wants to be with me and not him, blah blah blah.
"How long have you been fucking Rick?"
"How fucking long have you been fucking him!"
Natalia "A year...."
"What the fuck, you were already in a fucking relationship? Why did you even go out with me then?"
Natalia "Well he doesn't have money, but you do so I will cut him off I swear!"
"Shit you think that would solve the problem? Think again sweetheart... you need to leave..... NOW!"
So I kicked her ass out, and she got picked up by you guessed it.... Rick... so now I'm sitting in my office which is under my flat above as I own and live in the Maxwell Industries building on 5th Avenue. We aren't a tall building, only 30 floors, but my residence is the top 2 floors. It has 6 bedrooms 7 bathrooms, a game room, entertainment room, gym. I have a lot of guards that stay at all times. Most stay at the mansion outside of the city. I only go there usually on the weekends.
Sitting here just staring out the window thinking now I'm 28 years old and single yet again. As I think about my next move, I'm interrupted by my secretary Connie...
Connie "Mr. Maxwell, there's a Mr. Canton on the phone."
"Alright thanks Connie."
"Jack buddy what's going on man! I haven't talked to you in months! How are you?"
Jack "Good man you?"
"Oh you know same shit different day."
Jack "Still dating that Natalia chick?"
"Hell no man, that's a fucking wrap!"
Jack "Man I'm sorry! Why don't you come by later today, and we can chill with some beers on my porch! Just like old times!"
"You got it man! You know I'm down!"
Jack "Sweet, see you later!"
As I hang up the phone, I cannot wait to see Jack! We always sit and bullshit for hours. We always end up going inside and watching the football game. As I get my mind on track I go out to Connie's desk.
Connie "Is everything ok Sir, is the phone not working again?"
"No, no it's fine, do we have any blank business cards by chance. Like with nothing on it?"
She searches around for a minute... "Sure, here are some, but you want them blank?"
"Yep, just blank."
As she hands me the cards, I hear "her" voice behind me.... I slowly turn towards her and can feel my stomach turn.
Natalia "Baby I'm so sorry, can we please talk about this. I didn't mean it!"
"There's nothing to discuss, I told you to not contact me again. Now you can either leave with what pride you have left, or you will be escorted out of this building by security."
Natalia "You know what, it was a....."
"Security it is then! Connie please call security to take the trash out."
Connie "Gladly Sir!"
Within minutes security arrives and marches over to her.
Natalia "You can't fucking do this Caden!"
"I just did!" As I walk back into my office slamming my door. Bitch has some fucking nerve showing up here. What the hell, like I'm going to take her back. Man do I need that beer. I manage to get through the rest of the day without any more drama. As I'm about to head out, I head into my bathroom and change to some jeans and t shirt, I place my guns on my holsters on my hips and head out. My shirt covers them perfectly so I don't draw attention to myself. I grab my cell, keys and the business cards. Can't remember why I asked for them, but maybe I'll remember after a few. I head out and towards the elevator to make my way down to the car. My boys Tank and Frankie have been my best friends since we were kids. They are my right hand men, and go everywhere with me. They are trained assassins and are always packing. I always have one or two weapons at all times as I have plenty of people who want to take me down. Hence the security.
We head out to my suv and i jump in the back while Tank drives. He lives up to his name. I'm a big fucker but Tank he is a beast. Frankie isn't too far behind and is intimidating in his own right with his scar going down his face. He's in the passenger side. We back out and leave my building to head out of the city to Jack's house. It takes about 30 min to get there, and when we pull up Tank and Frankie get out to scope out the area. They take their job very seriously and get paid good fucking money for it. I take care of them, their families who live at the mansion, and even moved their parents onto the estate and had in law units built just for them. They get round the clock care by my staff, and just love their houses.
Tank comes over and open the door meaning it's clear to come out. As I exit the suv I see Jack standing on his porch with the beers. I stride up and give him a big hug. I grab a beer from him and take a seat on the porch. He hands a beer to Frankie and Tank, and they stand on the steps watching the street.
"Damn man, it's been a long time!"
Jack "I know man, too long! How's everything going?"
"Good, good, just going along with life."
Jack "Man what happened with Natalia? I gotta ask man."
"Fuck man, she yelled out some other fuckers name!"
Tank and Frankie both spit out beer simultaneously and just stare at me in disbelief.
"Yep, was her boyfriend that she's been with for a year."
Jack "Damn dude that sucks. So now what are you going to do?"
"Dunno.... I just gotta find the right girl you know. Hey what happened to Mrs. Roberts your neighbor. She still over there? I don't see her car anywhere?"
Jack "Naw man she passed away some time ago. Her kids have rented out the house. Some couple is there now. She's got a 5 yo but it isn't his. Honestly though something isn't right over there."
"What do you mean?"
Jack "At first man they were cool, always saying hi, seemed like everything was good. She has no family and neither does he, it's just them and the kid. But for months the yelling at her, not so much the kid though. Lately I swear he's been hitting on her. I keep calling the cops, but she keeps lying to make them leave. I don't know man something isn't right.
I take a swig of beer, and just looked out towards the street "Man that's too bad."
Minutes go by and all of a sudden I get tapped by Jack...
Jack "Man there's she is. I wish she had a way out to get away from that asshole."
"I think I know what I can do...Tank give me a pen!"
I quickly grab the blank business cards and quickly write down my phone number.
Jack "Man what are you doing?"
"She's going to meet her angel today."
To be continued.......