“Of course.” Dimitrios answered, hand opening in an invitation to go on.
“Are you currently in a relationship?”
“No. Why would I be here if I was in a relationship?”
She gave him a wry smile. “You’d be surprised how often we get that.” Dimitrios just cocked a brow at her, and she continued. “Are you currently sexually active?”
“No.”
“Would you be willing to submit yourself for an STI screening?”
“Yes.”
“What are the parameters of financial support you would be offering a potential partner?”
Dimitrios thought about that for a moment. “I don’t really have set parameters. I’m pretty negotiable depending on what the recipient would need in terms of finance.”
“Would you be willing to see someone who was seeing more clients than just you?”
“No. I’m looking for something exclusive. Someone who would be available to me when I need them.”
“I see. Can you tell me what kind of partner you are looking for? Gender, subgender, any other specifics would be helpful.”
“I’m looking for an omega, preferably male…” Dimitrios hesitated for a moment, but after a short pause, added, “Blond.”
Maybe he could at least fuck them from behind and pretend it was his pretty stranger. Which was a shitty thing to do, but it wasn’t like he’d ever tell them.
“Okay. I will get some of our profiles together for you while you have your STI screening, then we will need to process your payment and we can proceed from there.”
Dimitrios was led to another part of the floor to have blood drawn and wait as the sample was processed and he was cleared and led back to the matchmaker’s office. As they walked through the hallway, the vanilla bean scent was so strong that it made him even more curious to where it was coming from. He looked all around as he went but saw no sign of the source. He took his seat across from the same female alpha and waited for her to start.
“Okay. So, everything came up clear and we’re ready to proceed. I’m sure you read our website, but to review, we run on an annual fee. You will need to pay the $15,000 before we proceed any further. You will also need to sign a contract for confidentiality and agreement to our terms and conditions. We are only a matchmaking service as you know, and once you and one of our recipients are connected, the way your relationship progresses is entirely up to you. However, if any ill behavior is reported, you will be banned and reported to the authorities.”
“No problem. How do you want your payment? Would a check suffice?” Dimitrios asked, reaching into his jacket and pulling out his checkbook.
“That’s perfect. Please take a look at these documents, fill them out and sign, then we can move on to the fun part.” She handed him a contract and personal information documents to fill out, that he read carefully, completed and signed.
Dimitrios also filled out the check and handed it to her, in return receiving a stack of portfolios. He took the top one from the stack and opened it, browsing the contents. He looked at the pictures. The omega was pretty, soft and sweet looking, but he wasn’t right. He closed it and set it aside, grabbing another and flipping through, feeling similarly unsatisfied. Dimitrios repeated this process until he reached the bottom of the stack. All the profiles were just… wrong. It wasn’t what he was looking for. He unfairly compared them with his pretty coffee shop boy and none of them had a chance.
Just as Dimitrios was getting ready to set the last one aside and call this whole thing a failure, there was a quiet knock at the door, and Mrs. King called for them to enter. Another female came in, but what caught Dimitrios' attention was the vanilla scent that she brought with her. As she walked over, she offered her hand to him and he took it, shaking firmly and discreetly taking a deep breath of her scent. The vanilla scent was on her, but not her scent. Her scent was rose.
“Mr. Cirillo, this is Wendy Swift. She is another one of our matchmakers. Wendy, this is Dimitrios Cirillo, a new client.”
“It’s a pleasure to meet you Mr. Cirillo.”
“Likewise.”
Mrs. Swift turned to Dimitrios' matchmaker and handed her the portfolio. “We just got a new recruit. I heard you were looking for blonds. He just came in today and got his paperwork done. Thought you might want this one too. He’s very sweet.”
Mrs. King opened the portfolio and glanced over it for a moment before closing it and offering it to Dimitrios. The alpha took it and flipped it open. As soon as he looked down at the picture he felt his heart jump into his throat. No fucking way.
It was his pretty coffee shop boy. He read the name, Remi Laroche. It was the perfect name for the lovely omega. Dimitrios flipped through the pages absorbing every fact that he could find, scanning the photos with hungry eyes, and when he came to the list of approved sex acts and kinks, he felt his cock spring to life. Beautiful… and sexually adventurous, the perfect omega. There was no way he was this lucky.
He wondered how Remi Laroche had come to be a sugar baby. The matchmaker had said he was brand new. Remi had to be one of the most beautiful omegas he’d ever seen. He turned to Mrs. Swift with an intensity that he usually saved for the boardroom, but he couldn’t help it. This was a serious matter.
“Remi Laroche. Tell me about him.”
She seemed slightly taken aback by his severity, but answered.