She finds the royal room

Valerie waited until the two were just out of earshot. She moved quietly, moving away and around them. She reached the private room section. She found the room the two were going into, entering it. The room wasn't very large, containing a table and seating around it - likely used for private performances. Curtains with ornate embroidery lined the walls. Impulsively, she hid behind one, fading into the wall.

Not a moment too soon, for Mr. Williams and Ms. Angel entered the room right then. He seated himself, while she closed the door to the room.

"Let's get down to business, shall we.", said Angel. It was hard to read her emotions, since her entire face was covered by her mask.

"What's the hurry? We're here in private, let's amuse ourselves.", he replied, a twinkle of amusement in his eyes. It stirred something inside Valerie, although she couldn't tell what.

Angel ignored him. "Your offer is extremely generous, far above the market value." She walked towards him, until she was standing directly in front of him. "Is there anyone you saw today that you want in particular?"

"I want every single one of them.", he replied confidently. With one hand, he began to examine the buttons holding her dress closed, as if inspecting their make.

Valerie could tell that Angel was a little flustered at his directness. "Is that so? That will cost you a substantial amount, Mr. Williams.", she said, trying to keep him focused on the topic at hand.

"Money has never been a problem for me.", he replied nonchalantly. His hand moved lower, examining the tops of her stockings. "However, that's not everything. I want something...more."

"And what would that be?", she asked cautiously. Valerie could see that she was torn between letting him continue or not. This offer hung in the balance, which was probably weighing her hand in letting him toy with her.

He didn't reply immediately. Instead, he unfastened one of the buttons on her coat dress. "I want you.", he said, staring into her eyes.

Valerie felt a surge of jealousy within her. She had been treated like a doormat, simply ordered to please him. Meanwhile he was working his charm on her. She could see that Angel's resolve was wavering, as she was stuck between what her mind wanted, and what her body needed. She wished it was her in that place.

"I'm not for sale, Mr. Williams.", Angel interjected calmly. "As you know, I'm the broker." However, she didn't stop him or push him away.

He undid another button. "You know what they say - everyone has a price." She gasped as his hand suddenly shot under her dress, coming to a stop between her legs. From her hiding place, Valerie saw him stroking Angel's pussy, her legs beginning to quake.

"That...will...cost you...a hefty price.", she replied, gasping for air.

"As I would expect.", he replied, undoing the final button. Her dress splayed open, no longer hiding her body from him. She wasn't wearing a bra - a tiny g-string underneath her garter belt being the only other thing separating her from nudity.

Valerie felt herself getting wet. Subconsciously, she began to stroke her pussy as she watched the scene unfold in front of her.