Paul stood up, adjusting his fine suit, before stepping over to the younger woman. At 40, Paul was far older than her but still quite handsome, even if you didn't know he was worth Millions. The CEO of a private equity firm, he gambled with money like it grew on trees. Its what excited him - though not nearly as much as pretty, young women. Like the one before him - Erica - a woman who had secrets to hide.<br/><br/>His people, like always, did their homework while he played. She was certainly not who she pretended to be and could certainly not payup. But that was fine with him. She had everything to lose - and he had a night of pleasure to gain. He smiled at her and offered her his arm.<br/><br/>"Let me escort you, so we can get this sorted out. Erin, is it? I am Paul, Paul Brown." Mr. Paul Brown, Sr to be exact but no one was that formal these days. He was certainly a strapping figure in his immaculate suit (no tie). Form fitted, it showed of his toned, lean body. He kept himself in shape, of course - unmarried, he enjoyed the many women who passed through his bed each night. Getting fat and out of shape was out of the question for that.