"Vincenzo." With a slight nod of her head, Polly greeted him the moment she stepped into the office, the most quiet and private area of the club. Her palms are resting on her hips, standing in the middle of the room, between the door and his desk. There was a slight tension lingering in the air, and she believed the root of it to be her nerves. Why would she be called into the office to meet with the co-owner of the club? A palm lifted to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. Luckily, her show was over. Yet, she was still dressed with the lingerie she often worn for it. "I-I was told you wished to speak to me." Despite jittering, her voice is smooth as silk, calm as a breeze of air.
this wasn't something he imagined himself doing in years, but he had to keep his image up with the others within the famiglia. he needed someone by his side, anyone. he had been thinking about it for months, keeping polly in mind and weighing out the pros and cons what he was about to offer her. the chances she said no were high, and he wouldn't blame her if she did. ' i do. ' he had written down all of the different ways to approach the question. it was almost like buying her for simple appearance reasons. having a beautiful woman by his side for the large events that the famiglia put on as well as taking her around for business trips. ' you can say no, but i have an offer for you. ' he sighed, ' with the position i am in, there is often.. events, business meeting, and other things that i go to.. and i have always attended them alone while everyone else seems to have a partner with them.. ' dark eyes looked to the paper sitting in front of him before back to her, ' i would pay you to do this.. attending these with me.. and when it comes to travel, you would pay nothing. not even for clothes.. but you would have to quit this job or at least go on sabbatical. '