Indigo Redd aka GoGo was a striking woman. Single by choice, the twenty seven year old entrepreneur had no interest in the American dream of love, marriage and a baby carriage. GoGo, was wired differently than most women. She loved men, but she was married to her business and engaged to her dream of success. The Madame of a soaring high end escort agency, GoGo envisioned building a multi-million dollar lingerie brand before she turned forty. Then, she planned to hang up her thong and design unmentionables.
Now, the life of a call- girl isn’t for everyone, but it suited Indigo Redd. It allowed her to have the best of all worlds. GoGo dated some of the richest men in San Diego, California. She ate out almost every night of the week. She traveled all over the world. She had more sex than any woman could imagine, or desire. Men showered her with expensive gifts, daily. And GoGo loved it.
With the phenomenal success of her business model, Indigo Redd didn’t have to take dates, she wanted to. GoGo enjoyed the fringe benefits of dating charming, powerful, attractive men. They loved her. They couldn’t get enough of her. And they paid a lot of money for her company. As far as GoGo was concerned it was a win- win situation.
GoGo had tried love, but she found love didn’t pay her bills. Not to mention, in her opinion, men played too many games. They turned women into their tricks, playing them for their money, property and resources. GoGo believed all they offered in return was heartache, debt, unwanted babies and sexually transmitted diseases.
She’d played the fool and cried the tears of a clown, once and only once. GoGo’s mother wasted no time in schooling her about the real facts of life. That was that men do not value anything they get for free. It was a cold, hard lesson to learn, but true. It changed GoGo’s outlook on men and empowered her to have career goals instead of hoe dreams.
Understandably, GoGo didn’t f*ck for free. In fact, she hadn’t f*cked for free since her freshman year in college. Now, many years later, destiny stepped in and threw GoGo a curve ball. In walks a phenomenal man, named Mozart Michaels.
Perfectly suited for the high strung, independent, Madame, Mozart was a game changer. Much like GoGo, the self-proclaimed bachelor, saw no value in monogamous relationships. Mozart preferred the company of escorts to dating. He found it easier to pay for sex than to play games with a woman’s heart. It allowed him to enjoy a variety of women without the restrictions and hassles of conventional dating rules.
With a high sex drive and a short attention span, Mozart Michaels simply was not boyfriend material, a fact he was well aware of. He loved women and they loved him. He was handsome, charming, and offensively wealthy. His money made him a target and his sexual appetite made him vulnerable for vultures. So, call- girls and professional escorts were his safest option.
Mozart’s game plan worked great until he met Indigo Redd. GoGo was intelligent, cultured, good company, articulate and one hell of a lay. She floored him from the moment they met. In Indigo, Mozart discovered the Ying to his Yang. Luckily, she was for sale. She was expensive, but he could afford it. The wealthy bachelor paid dearly to have her at his beck and call.
Soon, Mozart Michaels discovered he wanted more than Indigo’s body. Mozart wanted her heart. Sadly, it simply wasn’t on the market. There was only one way to get GoGo’s heart. The wealthy bachelor had to sweep her off her feet and steal it.
Can Mozart pierce GoGo’s armor and find a way into her heart? Will GoGo give love one more try? Can two people who’ve rejected love for years find love together? Will this Pretty Woman fairy tale have a happy ending?
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