The Brand by M.N Providence Page A

the king-size bed, armed with a
wide variety of sex toys. For the next hour, Raizer T enjoyed the
pleasures administered to his body by the six women in expert
fashion. Collectively, the seven of them used every available space
within the bedroom suite to explore sexual techniques frequently
used in the porn industry…blowjob, deep-throating, anal
penetration, lesbian pussy-eating, cowgirl ride, spoons-position,
doggy style, cum-swallowing, anal doggy style…etc.
    At 11.17am, Raizer T took a quick warm shower
before having a warm pizza, French fries, two hot dogs, and a
generous measure of Coco Cola. At 11.45 he was in Queens, New York,
on the set of a music video for an RnB starlet in whose song he was
featured. During breaks in his shoot, he was interviewed and
photographed by reporters from a New York daily newspaper. At 15.45
he was at the Statue of Liberty, doing a photo shoot for his
clothing label’s forthcoming spring collection, images which would
be splashed in pages of all the major publications in the country.
At 16.00 his schedule said he had a delayed lunch meeting with one
Joelyn Smith, Hollywood’s newest star. At exactly that time, his PA
called Ms. Smith and profusely apologized on behalf of Mr. Ryzor
and added that Mr. Ryzor was held up elsewhere in other business
and could only accommodate Ms. Smith at 18.oo – if Ms. Smith did
not mind, of course?
    Ms. Smith, already sitting down at one of
the tables at an upmarket Manhattan restaurant that she had called
weeks earlier to reserve this very table for this particular
meeting at 1600 hours on this day with music genius Raizer T, was
positively agitated, but her voice did not betray her true emotions
when she spoke to Ryzor’s assistant. They agreed that a car sent
courtesy of Mr. Ryzor would pick her up from where she was staying
and transport her to meet Mr. Ryzor for a dinner meeting at a
fabulous restaurant in the Financial District at 1800 hours. Her
emotions seriously edging towards anger, Joelyn left the restaurant
and the doorman flagged down a yellow cab to take her to the
Peninsula Hotel at the corner of Fifth Avenue and
55 th Street.
    At 16.45 Raizer T was done with his photo
shoot for the day. The photographer still had more locations he
wanted to do, but that would be on another day. At 17.30, Raizer T
was stuck in heavy traffic, sitting at the backseat of an
alpine-white customized BMW 760Li, having a video conference call
with his business partners to discuss the progress in their joint
venture, the building of a new hotel and casino in Dallas,
Texas.
    At exactly 18.04 he was sitting down at his
favorite table, situated at a corner of the restaurant, flanked by
two bodyguards, using his iPad to tweet to his 25 million followers
what was on his mind, when the table was approached by the most
gorgeous woman he had ever laid eyes on.
     
     

Chapter 12
     
    Intelligent minds attract. When they do, it
is so powerful a force of nature that it can lead to dangerous
obsession.
    On first impression, Raizer T had thought
Joelyn Smith to be one of those blue-eyed blondes; the superficial
kind with nothing of substance to offer beneath their beautiful
features. Then they had exchanged words and discussed the direction
in music that she wanted to take, and he had learned that she
possessed an intelligence that he, for some odd reason, found sexy.
Raizer T met a lot of different women in his day-to-day dealings,
and he had had sexual liaisons with plenty of women in his life,
but most of them were of a magnificent mediocrity when it came to
the subject of their intelligence. It was breathtaking to be with a
top-rate beautiful and intelligent
woman.
    That night, he personally saw to it that
Joelyn was delivered safely to her temporary home, the Peninsula
Hotel. He sat beside her on the reclining backseats of the Maybach
62 that had brought her to the restaurant, the two bodyguards at
the front, one of them doubling as a chauffeur.
    In the morning,