The soirés with customized dress code and buffet dinner, parties with buckets of Domaine de la Romanee-Conti Grand Cru of 1990 or Chateau Margaux of 1787 which was knocked off by a waiter but it has since then been made a copy of it and can be bought at a quarter a million, and the ones where you may either find John Legend or Miguel performing are the kind of parties which excited Shandla James and hence Marcus knew she would attend his too. For over an hour all Marcus did was look around the hall saying hi to every invitee, shaking hands and smiling while the only hand he wished to kiss was Shandla's.
It wasn't entirely confirmed that Diana was out of the picture, but he sort of wanted her to trust him again and also to play hard to get. "Show a woman you are head over heels for her today, then treat her worse than a dog tomorrow, she will race to you with her toes touching her butt" Marcus thought out loud, and he hoped that would work but in the meantime he needed comfort and it came in the form of an academy award nominated actress.
So when Shandla walked inside Marcus's party with her friends, Marcus was ready to hunt his prey and making sure he had her dress lifted by the end of the night. But women like Shandla are rich, famous, and money doesn't flaunt them anymore. Marcus had once dated a business mogul so he knew that money, jewelries, expensive boxes of gifts don't get them excited because they already have everything - however they only lacked authenticity in passion and intimacy. According to his research Marcus found out that most of the actresses are single, and actors, possibly because of the crazy working hours which sounds like a good made up story to a normal person working for less than six hours a day. Hence that's why it's hard for famous people to marry or date normal people, it may happen but the chances are so rare for the connection to thrive.
By the look of Shandla, and the photos she's been sharing on her Instagram page it clearly showed that she wasn't dating anyone - and that was a green light to Marcus who made sure to woo her to his marvelous gardens. Marcus's Brooklyn mansion was nothing like his hideous one in the forest, this was all painted white and some magenta walls in the inside just near the pool. He bought the mansion from a French billionaire who used to live there for thirty million dollars and most people knew that's where he lives while he had a house into the wild for his own secrets and murder.
"Do you... see anyone at the moment?" Marcus finally made a move, Shandla wasn't expecting that hence she lowered down her eyes acting shy.
"No" she replied softly.
Marcus chuckled "Now why do I feel like you are acting on me Shandla? We all know you are not that shy in front of the camera"
"But I am in real life" replied Shandla and chuckled too.
"Mmh-hmm"
"Are you seeing someone?"
"What? Me...?"
"Yeah, cause I heard some rumors"
"Oh really? You believe in rumors?"
"Would you believe a rumor with a picture attached to it?"
"Depends, it can be photoshopped"
"What if it's a video?"
"Well that will be entirely a new conversation" replied Marcus and then he started to feel like Shandla was now playing hard to get, so he moved on to his next plan.
The plan B consisted of getting Shandla super drunk and then use her for his own good - his manhood was hard all the time he was talking to Shandla and there was no way he was going to let her go and poor Shandla had no idea what was going on inside Marcus's head. Hence they ditched the gardens and walked back inside the party, Shandla walked to her friends, Martin came in to check on his boss.
"You look dashingly handsome in that suit Martin" said Marcus but his eyes were fixed at Shandla.
"You aren't even looking at me sir"
"I saw it Martin, we live at the same house remember"
Marcus was still looking at Shandla and right there Martin knew something was wrong, or maybe he just broke up with Diana and he was looking for something interesting and it always ended with a murder.
"Are you alright sir?"
"Do I look edgy to you Martin?"
"You look like you could use a drink"
"Then bring me some, and make sure she gets so drunk... I want her tonight Martin"
"Sir, please... I would advice -"
Suddenly Marcus grabbed his attention towards Martin "I do not need your advice and wisdom right now Martin, okay?"
"Yes sir"
"Bring some strong drink, and make sure she gets knocked out I don't care if you drug her, or pin her down on the wall I don't give a fuck. I'm gonna fuck her tonight" Marcus was incredibly edgy and horny, Martin looked at his trousers and saw he had a boner.
There were vodkas passed around by servers of the party and Marcus grabbed three shots, then he took them all at once - Shandla looked back and saw how Marcus's face expression has changed. He went from being a sweet talker, gentleman and kind to a more hard, fearful and his eyes were reddish as if he smoked weed but it was all because he needed sex right at that time more than anything in the world.
When Marcus left, Martin stood alone at the party without any company but he was there to try and get Shandla to sleep so Marcus can do what he wanted to do, after all he was the boss. Shandla without any knowledge of Marcus, or his intentions towards her, she walked to Martin holding a drink on her hand.
"He's finally alone..." she was flirtorous and that shocked Martin.
"I am never alone sorry to disappoint you. My security team are watching me as we speak"
"Are they?"
Martin was alarmed, Shandla was flirting with him maybe because she wanted to know something about Marcus and him being the closest man to Marcus, he knew he had to be very careful. "Then perhaps we can meet at a place where your security team isn't watching..."
"I'm working ma'am"
"I don't see you working, plus the one you work for has just left. Come on, don't be afraid. I was nominated for an Oscar, don't you wanna fuck an Oscar nominated actress?" Shandla was going full speed at Martin and leaving no prisoners.
Martin looked at her and he agreed she was a hot woman, successful and young. But Marcus wanted her and he ordered him to get her drunk so he can do what he always do. Yet, this woman was flirting with Martin while she should go for Marcus. "Follow me, five minutes only" said Martin.
"I hope you are joking"
"I can't risk my job, maybe ten"
Martin led the way discreetly out of the hall while all the guests were paying attention to Ed Sheeran performing on stage, it was the song "Perfect" which made them ooze to the beat and rythm of the evening. Martin took Shandla to the balcony of the house where it was quite and no one would follow them up there since he locked the entrance door.
Martin was nervous, he hadn't touched a woman in a year and he started to get anxious on how he should react or be in her presence "So, here we are..." he said nervously while Shandla was looking around.
"I like how cool it is up here, I can't imagine being this rich to actually afford a beautiful balcony like this"
"You didn't really get me here to talk about how rich my boss is, did you?" asked Martin.
"Oh, of course I didn't" Shandla walked slowly towards Martin and hugged him, she placed her head on his chest. "I just needed comfort"
"Don't we all..."
"And some dick!"
Suddenly Shandla opened up Martin's zippers and reached out for his manhood, he was hard, aroused and ready to do it. Shandla had a smile on her lips as she saw how nervous Martin had become just when she started stroking him slowly.
"You like it?" she asked while biting his earlobes, Martin just moaned with pleasure and it was so vividly that Shandla was doing a good job with her strong and yet so soft left hand. When it was too much for him, Martin leaned back on the wall and held on for his dear life as Shandla accelerated the speed of stroking him until he came all over his pants like a teen. "You were so excited..." said Shandla chuckling and pretending to be shy, then she took out her hand and used one of Martin's handkerchief to wipe her arm, she was still smiling at how excited Martin was.
"When was your last time?" she asked.
"I don't remember" replied Martin still trying to catch his breath and keeping it all together.
"Do you want more?"
"Come with me..." Martin pulled Shandla's hand and they walked together to his room.