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She had almost screams when she comes back to the room and Calanthe is smirking and holding her phone. She’s had been lounging on Tissaia’s black leather corner sofa, with a glass of red wine in her hand. Tissaia walked towards her and sits on the edge of the sofa, Calanthe moved her legs up before placing her feet on Tissaia’s lap.
“Please tell me you haven’t been sending abusive messages to your daughter's ex husband on my phone again, her called the police last time.” Tissaia groans. “I almost got arrested for harassment.”
“You didn’t, he also got a restraining order against me so I have to be careful, so no I’m not sending abusive messages.” Calanthe shrugged, she looked more casual than she had in months. Her hair is down, she’s was wearing an oversized hoody, she assumed its Eist’s and leggings. Tissaia was wearing very much the same, she brought oversized hoodies for this reason, comfort.
“Then what on Earth are you doing?” Tissaia sighed, sipping the wine glass in her hand too. She loved her girl’s nights with Calanthe but the woman was always scheming, but she couldn’t be mad at her, that’s why she loved her after all.
“Well, you know we have the upcoming charity ball hosted by Vilgefortz, don’t you?” Calanthe’s smirk grew.
“Please tell you weren’t flirting on my behalf with that absolute cretin?” Tissaia sighed. “I really don’t need him trying harder.”
“As if I would, honestly Tiss, we’ve been best friends since we were kids, why on Earth would I encourage you to be with that loser.” Calanthe snorted. “I just signed you up to a sugar mummy website to find you at date.”
“What?” Tissaia yelled as Calanthe tossed her phone back nonchalantly. “Why would you sign me up to be a Sugar mummy, why not sign me up for tinder or bumble or something?”
“Honestly, I’m so proud of you for knowing those sites exist but I actually did this last week when I was bored and Eist was away fishing or something, thought it would be fun to get you a little sugar.” Calanthe wiggled her eyebrows. “Darling, you’re rich and hot, you love power, this is fun, have some fun, get yourself a beautiful little baby, lots of us do it, how do you think I met Eist.”
“You told me it was a dating website!” Tissaia looked scandalized.
“It was, it was for people who like spending their money on beautiful people, we just ended up falling in love.” Calanthe shrugged. “Maybe you’ll be lucky too?”
Tissaia opened the app in haste and looked at the conversations that Calanthe had started. Lots of beautiful women who were posing with, oh what is it called, duck face.
“Oh, I’m sure, sugar my panties will defiantly be the love of my life.” Tissaia was clearly horrified but Calanthe lost it at that point, cackling loudly as Tissaia scrolled through the messages getting more and more wound up.
“Oh, lighten up Tiss, you need to have some fun in your life, spend your money, you’re the fucking CEO of the Aretuza Corporation, you’re one of my greatest god damn rivals.” Calanthe sighed. “I want to see you happy, just try it, buy pretty girls pretty things and see what happens, have some fun!”
“I..don’t do fun.” Tissaia said sticking her noise up as Calanthe huffed.
“You filthy liar, you have fun with me.” Calanthe jabbed her with her foot and Tissaia stared at her before sticking her finger up. “That’s the spirit Tiss!”
“I hate you; I’m not doing this.” Tissaia refused to look at her.
“You do not.” Calanthe snorted, getting up from the sofa. “Do what you want, I just want to see you smile again, I’m going to bed, then tomorrow we’re talking about this.”
“Goodnight, I hope you have horrible nightmares.” Tissaia huffed once more as Calanthe laughed.
“Sweet dreams to you too, Tissaia.” Calanthe said as she walked out of the large living room and to what she referred to as her room and Tissaia referred to as one of her guest rooms.
It was a large modern house, with three guest rooms, an office and her master bedroom, of course a dining room and a kitchen also, a pool outside. It was one of the first things she brought when she made CEO. A modern house in the countryside outside of Riverdell.
She was 41 years old, she’d never been close to marriage, had never really wanted it but she could admit that she was lonely. When she had downloaded Tinder, it was mostly men with girlfriends hitting her up for threesomes.
No thank you.
She put her wine glass and Calanthe’s in the sink of the kitchen and made her way to her bedroom. She took off her clothes and placed them in her hamper. Finding the green silk shorts and top pyjamas and laid in bed, plugging in her phone and placing it on the wooden dresser next to her.
She closed her eyes and was interrupted as her phone began to buzz.
She narrowed her eyes at the device. This better not be Sugar my panties asking for a tit pic or whatever they were bloody called.
YenVen has sent you a message.
She sighed. At least it wasn’t Sugar My Panties.
She opened the message out of curiosity.
YenVen: CEO huh? Must be a busy person, sure you’ve got time for a sugar baby?
Who on Earth did this YenVen think she was, she didn’t know Tissaia or how busy she was.
TissCeo: I suppose I’d make the time if the person was worth it.
Shit. She didn’t mean that to sound so flirty.
YenVen: Lucky them, I’ve seen quite a few people on this app but none have been as beautiful as you.
TissCeo: Flattery will get you nowhere with me I’m afraid.
YenVen: Playing hard to get? Unusual tactic for a sugar mommy.
TissCeo: If I’m honest my friend set up this account for me a week ago and has only told me today, don’t want you to get your hopes up.
YenVen: What a shame, you truly as beautiful Tissaia De Vries, never would have thought such a well-known CEO would be on here. Your friend left your name plate in one of your pictures, you might want to remove that photo.
Shit. God damn it Calanthe.
She worked through the app quickly, getting to the photos and removing the one of her at her desk with her nameplate on display. At least Calanthe had used decent pictures of her.
TissCeo: Thank you so much for that.
YenVen: No problem, beautiful lady.
Tissaia couldn’t help herself, she clicked on Yennefer’s profile and gasped. Yennefer was beautiful. She clicked through the selfies of the woman. It was clear from the Camera she used; the woman had a keen interest in photography. No doubt was her career.
TissCeo: Your pictures are incredible, hobby or job?
YenVen: Job, have had a few shows but nothing of note really, hard to take off with so little backers.
TissCeo: Hoping for a sugar mommy to pay your way?
YenVen: Honestly, my friend Sabrina convinced me to try, said I was attractive but I was unsure but here I am.
TissCeo: Do you have anymore pictures?
YenVen has sent an image.
Tissaia’s jaw dropped at the selfie of Yennefer in bed, in a large t shirt that ended halfway up her thighs, violet eyes staring at her intently. This was Yennefer in bed right now.
TissCeo: You are no doubt one of the most enchantingly beautiful women I have ever seen. I was talking about your artwork but I suppose, that photo should class as artwork too.
YenVen: Very smooth for someone who isn’t interested in this sort of thing.
TissCeo: You know who I am Yennefer, you know I’m CEO of a fortune 500 company, I love artwork, I love the arts full stop, you know I pay into musical theatre, even if I dislike the people who work in it
She thought of Jaskier and rolled her eyes.
TissCeo: I want to view your art work and then we can talk about showing off your photographs and getting you more equipment.
YenVen: You’re serious?
YenVen: Wait how do I know this is Tissaia De Vries? Not just a fake account.
“Alexa.” She spoke. “Turn on the light.”
The Machine listened for once and turned on the light. She moved the phone upwards and took a photo, the most flattering one she could with her short shoulder length hair tussled and silk pyjamas.
She sent the photo and awaited Yennefer’s reply.
YenVen: You’re gorgeous and Tissaia De Vries.
TissCeo: Yes, I am she.
YenVen: And you want to be my sugar mommy?
TissCeo: I want to help you further your career and spend time with you.
She cringed.
YenVen: That’s not a no, what would I have to do to get this money?
TissCeo: Nothing you didn’t want to. I’m not in this for sex Yennefer, I’m in this because Calanthe created the account. I only ask you accompany me to a ball at the weekend for charity.
YenVen: Calanthe Modron? CEO of Cintra, seriously?
TissCeo: She’s my oldest and closest friend.
YenVen: Well shit.
TissCeo: We could set up a meeting if you would like?
YenVen: How is tomorrow afternoon, I’ll be taking photographs in the park near Aretuza? Gives us two days before the ball to talk things out, I suppose you’ll be wanting me to find a dress.
TissCeo: Yes, I suppose I will be paying for that, sorry this is all new to me.
YenVen: Me too but we can work it out together. Tomorrow at 1600?
TissCeo: Perfect.
YenVen: See you there!
TissCeo: Wait, before you go can I at least have your name?
YenVen: Yennefer Vengerberg.
TissCeo: Beautiful name, Yennefer.
YenVen: 😉 See you tomorrow.
TissCeo: See you, Yennefer.
Tissaia closed the app on her phone, her heart was beating almost out of her chest.
Calanthe was going to be so smug about this. So smug.
She heard Calanthe’s door open and suddenly, the sound of the woman’s feet on the wooden floor. Her door flew open and Calanthe pounced on her bed, phone in hand.
“Did you forget I set up your account, the buzzing kept me awake and I couldn’t help but look.” She smirked as Tissaia once again found herself looking mortified.
“I thought you’d delete it!” Tissaia shrieked.
“You thought wrong, wanted to see if you’d go through with it, looked up Yennefer, she is a photographer, cute too, lucky you.” Calanthe wiggled her eyebrows.
“I’m not going to have sex with her.” Tissaia argued. “I just wanted to help her out.”
“Help her out indeed.” The eyebrow wiggling wouldn’t stop and Tissaia shoved Calanthe out of her.
“Her photographs are amazing and she deserves a shot and she deserves a shot without having to take her clothes off for Sugar Mommy’s.” Tissaia stared at Calanthe eyes burning. “She deserves more than that.”
“Oh dear.” Calanthe arched her eyebrow. “Not getting feelings already are we, a dangerous game there, my dear.”
“She’s beautiful and any man or woman would be lucky to have her.” Tissaia shrugged. “I just want to help her, do a good thing with my money.”
“You’re too good for this world Tissaia.” Calanthe smiled, getting into bed next to her.
“What are you doing, get out!” Tissaia said, trying to shove her off the bed.
“No, I don’t think I will.” Calanthe wrapped her arms around her best friend and snuggled into her back. “I miss my little spoon, so you’ll have to do.”
“Eist is the little spoon?” Tissaia asked, only getting the sound of Calanthe’s soft snoring in return.
She sighed.
What has she gotten herself into?