Love For Hire

Chapter 6: 6

It was seven-fifteen when she walked through the door of the palace. The man at the door began to pat her down, looking for weapons. “There is no need for that,” Octavius said as he came into the foyer. He smiled pleasantly at her. “I trust she is not packing,” he said, standing in front of her. “So nice of you to come.”

“Well, I am curious it is the only reason I came.”

“Please follow me,” he said, leading her away from the door through the house. Octavius led Kinsley through the building to a large room with a dining table. The table was set with two place settings, one at the head of the table and the other right next to that one. She walked over to the table and looked at the quail and asparagus on the plate. It looked great, and she was starving.

She made to sit down when the Prince walked in. Octavius cleared his throat and looked at her subtlety gesturing for her to rise. She stood up as Nicholas made his way over to the table. “Please sit,” he instructed as he took his seat at the end of the table. Kinsley looked back at Octavius, who nodded that it was ok to sit now that the Prince had. Kinsley felt out of sorts. She did not know what proper edict with royalty was. “Leave us,” Nicholas instructed as Kinsley took her seat. Octavius bowed his head respectfully and then exited the room pulling the large double doors closet to give them privacy. “Thank you for coming,” he said, picking up his full glass of wine.

“Well, Octavius said you might make it worth my while. Since he paid my rent this afternoon, the least I could do is show up. Besides, I get a free meal out of it,” she said as she picked up her fork and knife. “You have until I am done eating to say what you want, then I am leaving.”

“You seem miffed with me.”

“You think?” She snapped. “You got me fired.”

“I am sorry that had not been my intent.”

“Well, your apology will not pay my bills.”

“No, I suppose it will not. I had Octavius call the agency this morning to see if I could schedule another date with you. I wanted to apologize, but they told me they had let you go. So, we tracked you down….”

“Yeah, I do not know how I feel about you investigating me. Where do you get off snooping in my life?”

“It is standard protocol. Everyone must have security clearance.”

“Well, I do not like it,” she said as she wolfed down the last of her quail and started in on her asparagus. “Why am I here? Last night you could not get rid of me fast enough.”

offer you

maid? You want me to

like an entertainer,” he said. “I just want

“Doing what?”

a movie, dance,

“Fuck?”

that would be part of the

that what LA’s Angels

women. I want consistency. I want the ‘girlfriend experience’ without the strings and

confused. “You do not strike me as the

do not want commitment. I just want a

people willing to hang out with

it, you need a considerable sum of funds and quickly. I am willing the compensate you for your time. If you come to

offer. “You want me to spend three months with you, and for my time, you are going to pay my rent for the next two years, square away my outstanding debt, and pay me one million

“Yes.”

do not understand why you would not just go out and meet someone and just have a real

degenerative genetic disorder. The end result of this disease is premature death. Those who it affects have a life expectancy of thirty years. I am twenty-five. I have

did not know what to

already suffer from seizures. My hands shake. I am nauseated constantly. I am in pain almost all the time. My coordination is lacking. And I can feel my mind slipping; I have been hallucinating. I do not have a lot of time left. I just want

for him. She looked at his wrists. He was wearing a long-sleeved shirt again, hiding the scars she had seen the night before. “Is that why you

your future

“Why me?”

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