Page 104 of Their Courtesan
“Oh my God, the Monaco guy!”
“What’s that now?” Zack asked.
Toya handed him her phone. “That guy’s famous! Ha!”
Zack had to double take at the picture. “Oh my God.” His mouth dropped. “Uh, Seth…”
Something about his tone told Seth to stay far away. Yet he went over, not expecting to see a single scandalous thing.
Like photos of Miguel and Judith walking down a sunny Mediterranean street hand-in-hand.
Seth’s brain tore in two. On one side was the logical, rational,doctoralside. Look at that. Judith King, one of the most expensive and celebrated “courtesans” in the nation, being seen on a date with another man. That smile and relaxed demeanor she courted was probably fake. Miguel obviously had a lot of money too… no surprise she was out on a date with him. He could afford whatever amount Monica threw at him to have such an honor. Lucky guy, really. Kinda weird that they were both fucking the same woman. In caveman times, Seth would have grounds to at least deck the Monegasque prince of good looks…
Then there was the irrational, highly emotional,artisticside.
This was the one that grew as red as a field of beets and nearly threw the phone into the marina.
The bastard! They had shared drinks! Seth had almost deemed him worthy of time and company! What the fuck!
It dawned on him.
If Miguel was out on a date with Judith right after going on a date with Seth…
Hewas the other potential patron!
Seth stared into the water, horrified, trying to tell himself that it wasn’t a big deal. He was bound to know who the other man was at some point or another. Right?
That bastard…
“Oh, boy.” Zack’s voice was not welcomed right now, and yet it persisted. “You’re famous too, Seth.”
He was brazen enough to look down at the woman’s phone again. Sure enough, there he and Judith were, walking down the city streets in the same pose that she had been seen in with Miguel. Holding hands. Looking comfortable. Laughing at corny jokes. The perfect girlfriend.
For them both.
Seth only caught the headline at first.“Mystery Woman Seen With Two Different Billionaire Heartthrobs In One Week.” Seth didn’t know if he would call himself a billionaire, or a heartthrob. Miguel was definitely both. No fucking wonder Judith wasn’t in a hurry to declare Seth the winner of the race for her heart and body. No wonder, when his competition was Miguel Fucking Bolivar of Monaco! This couldn’t get worse.
“Whoa!” Toya exclaimed, kicking her legs in the air as she came upon some papped sex pics. “That guy’s dick is huge!”
It got worse.
