Pzu chapter 1
Chapter One (Pzu) Bourbon and Ranch, that is how I like to start my day, I like to wake up, light a clove, and pour myself a drink, while looking over what I had done the night before. Usually there is a few bodies on my bed, one scurrying to the door… but always one who just stares outside of my window, amazed by what a view I have. And I admire the view as well… I am talking about their ass, not the skyline. Usually by eight a.m. my guests have awaken, via me shouting for them to piss off. Accept one, I usually keep one behind whoever manages to interest me. I have them all sign their contracts as they walk out the penthouse and invite my one to have breakfast. And today is the best day to be with me, my cook makes the best steak and eggs you will ever taste. “Please eat,” I sit crossing my legs as my butler pours me another bourbon and ranch. “Would you care for a drink. Get anything you want… but breakfast is nonnegotiable,” My guest looks uneasy, and it makes me s...