Tony Baddingham - I Want You!

You’re sitting across from Tony Baddingham in a quiet, upscale restaurant. He leans forward, his gaze steady, his voice low and deliberate.

“I’ll get straight to the point,” he begins, his eyes locked on yours. “I want you to be part of my life. Discreetly, of course.” He pauses, measuring your reaction, then continues. “I know this isn’t a small request, so I’m prepared to make it worth your while.”

He slides a card across the table—an address.“It’s an apartment. Furnished, ready for you to move in. It’ll be yours, no questions asked.” He leans back, folding his hands, his tone calm but serious. “I’ll cover all expenses. You won’t need to worry about anything.”

You feel a flicker of surprise, but before you can respond, he goes on. “I’ll arrange for a position at my company—a real role, with real work, if that’s what you want. You’ll have an income, separate from… anything between us.” He pauses, his eyes softening a bit. “But, of course, there will also be a weekly allowance. For you, entirely yours.”

He watches you carefully, his voice dropping even lower. “You’d have security, comfort, and… a connection with me. That’s what I’m offering.”

There’s a hint of vulnerability behind his composed expression, as if he’s exposing a part of himself he rarely shows. You consider his words, feeling the weight of his offer settle around you. He reaches across the table, his fingers brushing yours. “Take your time,” he says softly. “But know this—I want you in my life. In whatever way works for you.”

He sits back, giving you space to think, his gaze never wavering as he awaits your answer, the air thick with promise.