Love For Hire

Chapter 9: 9

A knock at the door woke Kinsley. She lifted her head from her pillow and looked at the door through a sleepy haze. Another knock drew her from her bed. She got up and took the blanket from the bed, and wrapped it around herself as she walked over to the door. Kinsley opened the door and looked out into the hallway to see Octavius looking back at her wide awake and looking put together in his designer clothes. He looked like he had been up for hours. “Good Morning Miss. Wells.”

“What time is it?” She asked sleepily.

“Seven,” he answered her question. “Breakfast will be served in twenty minutes. His Majesty expects you to join him.”

“Does he now,” she frowned. “Well, you can just tell him I am tired, and I am sleeping in. He will simply have to have breakfast without me.”

Octavius gave her a confused look. Like he could not believe she was refusing to join Nicholas. “Excuse me?” He asked with uncertainty.

“No, I am not coming.”

“His Majesty has ordered….”

“His Majesty,” she cut him off with annoyance, “will simply have to eat alone. I will deal with him when I am good and ready,” she then shut the door in his face and crawled back into bed.

***

Nicholas sat at the head of the table in the dining room, waiting for Kinsley to join him. He was trying to be patient, but she was taking a long time. He perked up when Octavius walked into the room, but his smile was replaced with a frown when he came in alone.

“What is taking so long?” Nicholas asked. Octavius looked like he did not know how to say what he was about to. “Octavius, where is Miss Wells?”

“Um… she is not coming down.”

his jaw clench.

does not want

“I gave an order.”

told her that.”

“And…?”

deal with you when she was good and

ire boil. Just who the hell did she think

***

Startled by the intrusion, she shot up in bed, clutching the blanket around her. She had was dressed in her panties and a tank top. It was how she always slept. Though she was

him, surprised he had barged into her room without

was about her not coming down for breakfast. She straightened her back and thrust out her

thought that went without saying. I am royalty. You

A slave? A prostitute?” She the last word with venomous disdain. “Well, news flash, Your Majesty, but this is America, and your title means jack shit here, so check

that way,” he snapped, his dark brows drawn together in

we have freedom of speech,” she said, pulling a pair of shorts out from her suitcase.

you better

too, before I realized you were just an insensitive

questioningly. His tone was telling her that he honestly had

just leave me without a single word. Like I was nothing. You turned what should have been a wonderful experience and made it as cold and impersonal. For the rest of my life, that will be the memory

but when she finally heard footsteps, it was Nicholas moving closer to her. She could feel his large body behind her, and then she felt his hands

should have handled last night differently. I was not thinking past getting what I wanted. It was selfish, inconsiderate, and insensitive. I am truly sorry that I made you feel cheap. A lifetime of selfish living has left me thoughtless. I know we have a business arraignment, but I wish for you to know how much I appreciate you agreeing to this. You were kind enough to give me something I have never had and should show more appreciation. If you can forgive me, I promise to show

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