Memoirs Of A Gigolo (16 page)

“I don’t think so…, and I promise I will call her if you try.” I laughed, “Go right ahead, because she already knows,” I lied.” You did no such thing, because you’re a coward.” 

“Call her, and I handed her my phone.” “It’s over, so you can go and control someone else.” “I can pay for the lease or I can find another space it’s up to you.” “You can’t do this to me I pay you top dollar,” she whined.

“I love you Donavan and I will do anything.” “I don’t love you Shelia, and there’s nothing you can do.” She yelled, “If you think you can just fuck over me Donavan Jacobs…, your mistaken.” “Bye Shelia and sweetheart lose my number.” “I never want to hear from you again.”

I walked out the door feeling on cloud nine; I was done. I drove down Sunset with the top down feeling liberated.

Stephora and I had set the date for our wedding, and it was to be in August. Noel was a few months old and was finally sleeping through the night. Things were settling down, and Mom and Janet were back in Chicago. Sephora’s parents flew back to Brazil a few weeks after arriving, and I can’t say I was disappointed.

I let Nick handle my clients except for a few. He was glad to make the money. My Paris trips were still ongoing, but only when I could get away. Don’t get me wrong, Nick wasn’t happy about me getting out, but I was my own man. I had let this thing ruin my life for long enough. I was happy just going to the firm, and having a boring life so to speak.

I visited mom and Janet in Chicago as much as I could. I had already talked to Stephora about moving them here to lessen the trips.

What I didn’t know was what was going on behind the scenes of my perfect life. Stephora was planning a wedding and spending money left and right. I wasn’t too concerned, because she and Graham had settled their divorce, and she was sitting pretty.

My life was secure for the moment, and I hadn’t been with any of my clients in a month. Stephora and Renee were even civil towards each other, and having dinner with us from time to time.  I was sitting at my desk going over some paper work when my phone rang.

“Hello, this is Donavan,” I answered, “Hello Donavan this is Dana Fox, and I hold the lease on your office space. “Yes Mr. Fox how can I help you?” He said, “I first need you to drop the formalities, because I know you and my wife had an affair.”

“I notice that there were a lot of substantial withdrawals from our personal account.” “That further leads me to believe that you were being paid for your services.”

I answered quite frankly, “Dana, I think this is something you should take up with your wife.” “Donavan I would, but my wife has had a breakdown of sorts and has been hospitalized.” “You see Donavan I knew when you started screwing my wife, and when you stopped she wasn’t the same.” “I’m sorry to hear about Shelia, but what does this have to do with me?”

“You Mr. Gigolo you have destroyed my beautiful wife, and you have to pay of that.” “What are you saying Dana?” “That I caused your wife to have a breakdown?” Angrily he said, “That’s exactly what I’m saying Mr. Jacobs. “You used her, and disposed of her like trash.” I laughed thinking he was as crazy as she was, “I’m sure your wife had problems before she ever met me.” He replied, “My wife was a strong business woman and a dutiful wife, and it wasn’t her fault I was less a man.”

“I’m sorry about Shelia, but she needed help.”

“I’m sorry Dana, but I have a client waiting, and I need to conduct business.” He said, “All right Donavan, but I need you to pay me for all the free rent.”

I laughed knowing now he was crazy, “I see what this is all about, but I was paid for a service, and the lease was part of the deal.”

Dana became angrier and said, “I will get my money one way or the other, believe me.”  “Whatever Fox I have to go, and it was business, not personal,” I said as I clicked the END button.

After hanging up the phone, I was baffled by what he was saying. He was as sick as his wife, and calling me with this, further let me know it.

I needed to get a new realtor, and fast.  I closed a few accounts, and decided pack it up for the day. I was almost home when I noticed I was being followed or was I just being paranoid?”  I pulled over, and the car passed me by. Was it a coincidence? I don’t think so. I was more concerned for my family than ever. 

The wedding was two days away, and Stephora was beside herself. She had arranged for her family to be flown in all fifty-two of them. I didn’t realize she had so many relatives, but it was her wedding.

My best friend Maxwell was my best man, and Nick was one of the groomsman. It wouldn’t be Nick if he didn’t throw me a lavished bachelor party. There were buck naked women everywhere, and I must say, we had a night. 

I was hung over from the night before, and trying to sleep it off when the doorbell rang. I yelled, “Will someone get that damn door I’m trying to sleep in here?” I knew Stephora was at the bridal shower with her family and friends. That damn doorbell kept ringing, and I halfway staggered to the door. When I opened it, I saw Sheila.

She smiled, “Hello Darling, I bet you weren’t expecting me were you?” “What the hell are you doing here, and when did you get out?” Her eyes widened, “What are you saying, and who told you I was in the hospital?”

“I need you to leave before I call the police.” She laughed, “Go ahead and call the police, and I’ll tell them you’re a prostitute, and you have an escort service. “Who do you think would go to jail after that bit of information?”

I replied irritated at this point, “I’m calling your husband so he can come and get you.”

I tried to call Dana, but he didn’t answer. How the hell was I going to get her out of here?  I called Nick and said, “I need you to come over here a.s.a.p. I have a problem.”

“What is it you know I’m hung over?” I said, “It’s Shelia, and she’s here at the house.” “I’m on my way, but give me a minute.”

“Come on in Shelia and have a seat.” I didn’t want the neighbors to see her here. “Donavan I have a confession to make,” she said. “What’s that Shelia?” “My life was going well until I was with you.” “I love you Donavan, and I can’t go on without you.” “Shelia, I’m sorry, but I don’t love you, and I’m getting married in less than twenty four hours.” Her face grew red and she said, “It’s the bitch Stephora isn’t it.” “If she were not in the picture we would be together?”

I laughed, “Shelia you’re not hearing me, and I said I wasn’t in love it was business.” “Donavan, how can you say what we had was business?”

“Shelia it was an arrangement nothing more.” Where the hell is Nick? “Donavan can you fix me a drink?” “I haven’t had any alcohol in a while.” I’m not sure if that’s a good idea, and aren’t you on medication?” I asked. She said, “Nothing major, so fix me a drink.”

I walked behind the bar, all I have is vodka, is that Ok? “Yes, but I need some juice or something.” I handed her the drink, and she drank it like it was a glass of water. I heard the doorbell ring. Saved by the bell, and I hoped it was Nick.  “Shelia, you wait right here while I get the door.”

I practically ran to the door and said, “What took you so long?

Nick answered, “I got here as soon as I could, and I am still drunk from last night.” “Where is she, and did you call her husband?”

“Yes, but I didn’t get an answer.” “We should call the police, maybe she left the hospital.” “You know I can’t have the police here, and you know why.” “Ok, I’ll take her home, and make up some excuse to her husband.”

“I don’t care just get her the hell out of here.” “The bridal shower will be over soon.” “Shelia I want you to come with me now.” She replied, “I don’t know you, and I’m staying here with Donavan” “We’re getting married tomorrow, didn’t he tell you.”

Nick laughed and said, “Yes, he did, but isn’t it bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding.” Her eyes widened, and she said, “Your right I almost forgot.”  Nick had her in the car and just in time. Stephora pulled up as Nick was putting her in the front seat.

“Who was that women Nick was with?” she asked. “Oh, it was a client of Aarons, and she’s had too much to drink.” “Why are you home so early?” I asked nervously. “I’m not, but I forgot Noel’s diaper bag and Momma needs it.” “I’m just going to grab it and go back to the party.”

“The girls and I are going to the club so don’t wait up,” she smiled.  “Stephora I love you,” and I kissed her sweet lips “I love you too honey, but everyone is waiting.” “I love you, and have a good time, because, after tomorrow, the fun is over.” “Bye baby, see you at the wedding Mrs. Jacobs.” 

The wedding was amazing, and after the reception we flew to Hawaii for the honeymoon. I was glad we finally had a chance to be alone without the baby, and the drama.

“Donavan, why don’t we check into buying a house here in Hawaii?” Stephora asked.  “We could get away from things whenever we wanted.” “I think that’s sounds like a plan, I love it here,” I answered.  We stood on the balcony of the hotel looking out over the water. I held her tightly in my arms.

This was great, and I loved her so much. “How about we make love before dinner?” I asked with a smile.  “Donavan honey we’ve been in the bed for two days.” 

“I love being with you sweetheart, but why don’t we get out and see the town.” “Baby, I just can’t get enough of you.” I kissed the back of her neck, and the next thing you know we were back in bed. I knew she couldn’t resist me.

After a week in Hawaii, we were back in L.A, and I was back to work. I knew I was to be in Paris this weekend, and I didn’t want to leave.  I flew to Paris, did my thing, and was back before Stephora had a chance to miss me.

Stephora and I had been talking about her starting her own business.  She wanted a little independence, and I was all for it. Renee being the business women she was, agreed to help her. I knew anything with her name on it would be a success. It took a few months, and Stephora’s boutique was having its grand opening. It was in the prime location on Sunset and everybody that was anybody attended. 

The turnout would bring out the unwanted, as well. Shelia was there, and I knew that meant trouble. I tried to ignore her until I saw her talking to Stephora.

What the hell was she trying to do? I walked over to where they were standing. “Donavan I just met your new bride, and it’s a shame too.” “I could have gotten this place at a better price, and saved her some money.”

I said, “Hello Shelia and the price was right, thank you.”  “Stephora, I love some of the vintage things you have on display.” Shelia went on, “Let me know because I have a friend that deals in vintage jewelry.” “Thanks Shelia, that sounds great.” “Here’s my private number so just call me with the information.” I stood watching this bitch trying to connive her way into my life again.

Stephora saw the look on my face and asked, “Donavan are you all right, and isn’t Shelia one of Aarons clients?” “What?” “I don’t think she knows Aaron.” Stephora looked confused and said, “That is the women I saw at our house, and you said it was a client of Aaron.” I tried to play it off, “That’s right I forgot, but Aaron has so many clients. “That’s funny I didn’t think he was into women,” she said with a smile. I grabbed her hand and replied, “This is your night lets mingle, and sell some of this merchandise.”

“We spent a lot of money let try and make it back, ok, and honey?” “I see Renee and Nick, let’s go over and say hello.”

Renee said, “The opening is fantastic Stephora, the money is rolling in.” “You think so Renée?” “Yes, and who would have thought you had it in you.”  “You helped me a lot, and thanks so much.”

I scanned the room to see what Shelia was up to next. “Nick what about we get a real drink,” I asked and gave him a look. “Pardon me ladies; I think Donavan has something he needs to talk to me about.”

We walked to the bar. “What the hell is it Juan?” he asked. Worriedly I said, “It’s Shelia, and she’s up to her old tricks.” Nick looked a little concerned now and replied, “Juan man that bitch is crazy as hell, and you had better watch her.” “I know she is, and now she has Stephora’s private number.” His eyes got big, and he asked, “How the hell did that happen…?” “Don’t ask,” I replied. 

“Do you remember the day I took her home?” I said, “Yes, but I forgot until Stephora mentioned it earlier.”

“I was taking her home and she tried to jump from my car.” “She said she didn’t want to live if she couldn’t be with you.” “I don’t know if it was the liquor or the medication, but she is a lunatic.” I asked, “What did her husband say when you dropped her off?” He shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t think he was there, so I left her with the housekeeper.” “It wasn’t my problem after that.”

“I don’t know Nick, but I think she’s dangerous.” “You need to keep your doors locked.”  “What does a man do to a woman to get her so fucked up..?.” I asked, and he laughed.” “Nick this isn’t funny.” “I know, but I was just trying to lighten the mood.”  “Thanks a lot.”

“This bitch is for real crazy, and you got jokes?” “Man relax, and enjoy the opening,” he replied.  “It’s a complete success.”  Stephora was so happy that night. How could I spoil her dream? As time went by, Sheila spoiled it anyway.

I never thought that this thing with Shelia would cost Stephora her life. All the security I put in place couldn’t keep her safe.

The End