Mr. President:A Billionaire & Virgin Fake Fiance Romance(114)

I'm tired, you see? I need to rest. I'll probably go somewhere in  Europe, and lay low for a while. Maybe I'll go back to college, who  knows? I've playing with the idea of becoming a lawyer and making a  stand for Human Rights. I guess that'd be right up my alley. But no  pressure. I have lots of time to make a decision. Besides, Austin and  Destiny gave me enough money to enjoy life for a while and then back on  my feet. They're probably the best two people I have ever met, and it  just makes me happy that they found each other. They deserve to be  happy.

"And here's the orange juice for the crazy lady in the blue hair," I  hear Austin tell me. He's behind the counter with Destiny, and they're  placing bottles up on the shelves. Today's my last day in New York, but I  still had to come and help them out.

"Thank you, fine gentleman," I mock him, taking a sip out of the orange  juice. I spit it out the moment it touches my lips. "It tastes like …   ugh, tequila."

"So? It's a parting drink," Austin teases me, laughing in that deep  voice of his. Then he takes the glass out of my hands and replaces it  with the real orange juice he had hid under the counter.

"Can you stop teasing her, Austin? Help me out in here." Destiny tells  him. She's high up on a ladder they have against the wall, neatly  stacking more bottles on the higher shelves they have behind the  counter. Austin just grins at her and shrugs, but his eyes are focused  on her ass. Sigh, he's already thinking of getting her naked the moment I  leave. Swear to God, he's incorrigible.

Sitting on my stool, I look around me and realize how much has changed.  I'm not even in Python anymore, the place that was my home for so long.  I'm not at Dirty Destiny either, this is a whole new place, and it's way  bigger than both Python and Dirty Destiny. When Lester finally got  their operating licenses, they made the decision to partner up and  combine both clubs into one. If you asked me, that was the right  decision, they have partnered up for life, so why can't they do the same  when it comes to business?

Anyway, this place is freaking huge. They actually bought a whole  building to make this a reality. Three dancefloors for the customers,  six for the dancers, various themed bars spread around the whole  building, and God knows how many private rooms. I could myself inside  this place.

But just look at them, smiling at each other, joking, lust always in  their eyes. Have you ever seen a more sickening perfect couple? And  they're happy …  So happy. The kind of happy everyone deserves to be. I'd  be lying if I said I'm not jealous. But I have my whole life ahead of  me, and I'm sure that down the road I'll find a slice of happiness just  for myself.

"Sir, the limo's outside," a thin man with a suit a balding head tells  Austin as he peeks from a door at the end of the room. He nods  respectfully at the both Destiny and I, and then goes back to his post.

"Well, I guess that's your cue, isn't it?" he asks me, going around the bar and hugging me so tight that I can barely breath.

"Ugh, can't …  breathe … " I hiss with a grin, and he lets go of me. Then  it's Destiny's turn: she wraps her arms around me and then lays her lips  against my right cheek.

"We're going to miss you," she says, and I feel tears welling up in my eyes. God, I hate goodbyes, I really do.

"Okay, guys …  I have to go," I mutter, trying to hide the tears in my  eyes. I pick my bags up from the floor and start walking toward the exit  door on the back, but then Austin calls after me.

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know … " I tell him honestly, smiling. "Right now, I just want to  get to the airport …  There, I'll look up at the departures and pick  someplace fancy. Paris? London? Barcelona? I don't know."

"I hear they have a pretty good natural orange juice in Barcelona," he  tells me with a smile. I look at him, tears in my eyes once more, and it  almost breaks my heart to think that I'm leaving and won't be hearing  his stupid jokes for a while. You know, I was lost and alone in the  world when I went knocking on his door …  And he took me in, fed me, gave  me a place to stay and, above everything else, gave me a purpose and  helped me fulfil it. And his easy jokes always made me look on the  bright side of life. Whenever things got tough, there he was, always  with an easy smile and a witty comeback.

I'm going to miss him.

"Come and visit, okay?" Destiny tells me, walking toward me and holding  both my hands. "As far as we're concerned, this place is your home as  well. And you're a member of the family."         

     



 

"I'll be back," I promise the two of them, and then just smile and walk  toward the exit. The driver is already waiting by the door, holding his  hat in one hand. He picks my bags and carries them toward Austin's limo,  and I turn around to look at them one last time.

They're already back to work, and I just stand there in silence,  watching them. Austin walks behind Destiny and, grabbing her by the  waist, makes her turn in her heels. He grabs her hands and then spins  her around the room, dancing with her as if they were teenagers in love.  He then pulls her in and, bending her over the arm he has on her waist,  kisses her.

"Goodbye," I whisper, and then leave, closing the door behind me. I'll  be back, I know it …  But I figure that by the time I'm back Destiny will  already be cradling a miniature Austin in her arms. Can you imagine  that? A small version of Mr. Python, running around the playground and  lifting the girl's skirts. Ah, I can see that pretty clearly.

I walk to the limo and get inside there. The moment I'm cruising through  New York's traffic, I lean back against my seat and just look out the  window. Life can be tough, sometimes. And I've seen a lot of broken  lives and broken homes during my time at Python. I did my best to make a  difference, and I think that I succeeded.

Now it's time for me to make my way in the world.

But where?

Just between you and me, it's going to be Barcelona.

A friend of mine told me they make really good orange juice there.





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Out And About - New York City





Bringing you the skinny on the hottest attractions in and around Gotham …



New Yorkers rejoiced today at the grand opening of the most anticipated nightclub this year: Dirty Python.

The new club is a merging of the now famous (or infamous) Python club  that used to exist for women only as well as the more traditional Dirty  Destiny, which was owned and operated by noted porn star Destiny Renee  before being shut down in a NYPD Vice Squad raid last month.

Sources claim that after months of protracted legal battles, the owner  of Python, Austin Price, was able to secure the rights to reopen Dirty  Destiny.

Yet by this point, Mr. Price had also secured licenses and permissions to operate a nightclub in Manhattan.

The ensuing decision was simple for Austin Price; considering he was engaged to the Dirty Destiny's owner and operator.

"We realized that once we combined our clubs, that we could still have a  section cater exclusively for women where they would feel safe, but  also have a section where women and men could mingle, and then a section  where men could be by themselves," Austin explained to Out and About  reporters. "Basically, the women can go wherever. We box the men in  certain places, because, well...they're men."

Destiny Renee stood next to Austin Price today as co-partner and Chief  Financial Officer of the Dirty Python club, a triumphant return to a  city that had treated her so badly according to many observers.

Recent uncovering of evidence has led many to believe that the closure  of Dirty Destiny last month was politically motivated by the Police  Commissioner. Several other ethics investigations have already been  opened up into his dealings.

A full-fledged investigation has been promised by City Hall as multiple  businesses and organizations have come forward over the last several  weeks to complain about extortion and gross abuse of power.

But for many, the troubles caused by a disgraced Police Commissioner are  second only to the enjoying the new club. In a city where the latest  nightclub opens every week, Dirty Python is unique.

"We love each other very much," Destiny Renee states when asked about  what makes them different. "At the end of the day, this is something we  do together. And each day, it helps us fall more in love with one  another."

Only time will tell whether love is enough to keep Dirty Python as hot  as it is now. But after experiencing the goods, we believe it is.





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Epilogue - Destiny





"Hey, babe," I hear Austin's voice, but I can't really process what he's  saying. Lazily, I open one eye and then the other. He's kneeling beside  me, looking at me with a tired but happy smile. He's still wearing his  slick Armani, so I figure he must've arrived home from the club just  now. Lately I've been staying at home; I'm a mom after all, and the club  life isn't really the most productive use of my time. In Austin words, I  should focus on being a mother first and a businesswoman second. To be  fair to him, he also considers himself a father first and a businessman  second.