Layers – Chapter 1 Page 2
“Did you even hear a word I said?”, Paula asked in a frustrated manner.
The truth was that Greg was busy ogling Paula. Her beauty was truly overwhelming. If he had made love to her last night, he was more than a little upset that he wasn’t capable of recalling any details. He felt a strong desire to take her right then and there.
“I heard. Don’t you think you’re being a little over dramatic?”
“Do you know who hosted the party you attended last night?”
Greg had no idea. He was just informed of the party the day before by a co-worker. His friend told him that everyone from the firm was invited, and that he would have no problem getting in, as most of their company would be in attendance.
“No. But whoever he was, he sure as hell was loaded”.
Paula’s fingers played with the coffee cup in her hand. Greg found her every movement extremely erotic.
“Tell me something. Do you see a therapist?”, Paula asked.
“Why, do I seem to you like someone who needs to see a shrink?”
“It just seems everyone I know goes to one. But that’s not why I asked. You have any very close friends with whom you discuss your most innermost feelings?”
Greg thought for a moment. He was not lacking in the friends department. But he was not one to open up to people easily. He had been conditioned to distrust long ago.
“Not really. I generally try to keep my conversations a little on the light side”.
Paula leaned in close to Greg. He felt a surge of excitement.
“You told me things last night that I am one hundred per cent sure you have never disclosed to another human being in your entire life. We spent many hours together, and I’d be willing to wager everything I own that I know you better than any other person on the face of the earth”.
At this point, Greg could no longer control his overwhelming desires. He leaned in to kiss her, and she offered no resistance. They practically tore each others clothes off, as the tray and it’s contents were thrown to the ground. Greg had never experienced such passionate sex, and for her part, she could not get enough of him. She soon felt him deep within her, moving oh so slowly, as their hands and tongues explored every crevice they could reach. They made love for nearly an hour, climaxing in unison. Afterwards, they crept under the blanket, exhausted. Lying on their sides, facing each other, they stared deeply into the others eyes.
“Boris Reznik”, Paula said as she gently wiped a lipstick mark off of his cheek.
“Who’s Boris Reznik?”, Greg asked.
“He’s the man who gave the party last night. He’s a multi-zillionaire, and a very dangerous man”.
“That’s nice. But what has that to do with me?”. Greg brushed aside some of Paula’s long blond hair that was covering her eyes.
“My parents are Russian, Greg. My father has had some business dealings over the years with this Boris Reznik. Do you know that he owns the real estate agency that you work for?”
“No. I thought Richard Chapman owned it”.
“You were very drunk and for a while very wild last night. I think the people in your office were very disturbed by your actions”.
“They’ll get over it after I make my next big sale”, Greg replied.
“Maybe you’re right. But now I have to tell you something that really scares me, and it should frighten the hell out of you also. Do you know what types of people were there last night? Reznick, of course, who is the most powerful man in the Russian underground. You had C.I.A. Bureau chiefs, K.G.B. operatives, United States Congressmen. You had”
“That might be the case, honey, but again, what does this stuff have to do with me?”
“I was getting to that. But since you seem to be so impatient, I’ll cut to the chase. I know Reznick. And when he saw me leaving the party with you, he takes me to the side and says, ‘don’t fall for this guy. It would be a very short lived affair’. Shorthand for someone has got it in for you”.
“This is crazy, Paula. I’m just a real estate agent”.
“Well, evidently, you found out something, probably while you were drinking with the ‘boys’, that you shouldn’t have. Reznick is a man of few words. But when he does speak, his words carry a lot of weight.”
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