Love For Hire

Kinsley stood at the table with Nicholas and his siblings as his parents entered the dining room. Once the King and Queen were seated, everyone else took their seats. Kinsley thanked the maid that placed her meal on the table before her. Everyone began to eat, but as usual, Nicholas sat at the table calm and relaxed, not touching his meal but drinking his wine and refilling his glass.

“Are you not eating?” Naya asked when she noticed her son had not so much as picked up his fork.

“I am not hungry,” he said. Kinsley had been at the palace with Nichols for nearly two weeks, and she had only seen him pick at his food, only eating a few mouthfuls occasionally. In all honesty, she had no idea how he managed to get through every day without fainting or experiencing weakness.

“You must eat to keep up your strength,” Naya lectured. Kinsley had to agree with his mother to a point. She would feel better if he ate more.

“I am strong enough,” he muttered, lifting his wine to his lips.

“I insist you eat,” Naya ordered.

“I must regretfully defy your insistence, Mother.”

“Nicholas…” She snarled his name.

“Nauseous Mother,” he snapped back, harshly, instantly silencing her. “Nauseous… I am always nauseated. The medications you insist on have Octavius force on me turns my stomach, and the only reason I am not on my knees bent over the toilet violently vomiting all day every day is I do not eat. So, do me the courtesy of getting off my back,” he hissed.

The whole room went quiet, and Kinsley felt awkward being witness to the royal family’s discontent. “So, Kinsley,” Teegan piped up, ending the uncomfortable silence that hung in the air, “how long have you and Nickolas been seeing each other?”

“Long enough,” Nicholas answered for her.

“Well, how did you two meet?” Teegan asked, addressing Kinsley once more.

out and took her hand then smiled. “I thought she was utterly enchanting and knew I had to have her. Besides, when I recently lost my vision, she stayed

royalty in your veins. After all, it is not like women seduce men with wealth and power just to get ahead in life,” Samuel drawled as

was only with him for the money. Though she was quickly developing feelings for Nicholas, it had been the money that placed her in this palace and his bed when

to Kinsley. “You are a pauper, a common unimpressive peasant, who is below my son’s station and breeding. He is so far out of your league you two are not even in the same universe. Let me debunk the

never live long enough to be King. If you think he will leave you anything in his will after he passes, you are sorely mistaken because everything he has is mine. My kingdom, my palace, my wealth; when he dies, you

willing to so much as even tolerate your existence is that I love my son, and

she had lost her appetite. “Excuse me,” she

And until I am cold in the ground, it is MY home, and out of everyone at this table, Kinsley was invited… you were not. So, do me the courtesy that the next time

I am sorry about leaving dinner. I just could not…” He turned and took her face in his hands,

My family means well, but they are arrogant. The downside to wealth and

“Nicholas…”

hand caressed her face affectionately. “He was right about one thing. You do make me happy. When my world has been nothing but black and dark for so long, you have

hear he was happy with her because she was happy with him. In a short time, she had developed feelings for this man, strange, confusing feelings. They did not make

up at his handsome face and thought about what the King had said. She had feelings for Nicholas; she did not want anything between them to ever make him question those feelings. She reached up and placed her hand over his

brows drew together questioningly.

money,” she said. “The rent, the debt, the million dollars; I do not want it, any

not understand,” the look on his face confirmed he could not fathom why she would not take the money. His hands fell away, and he took a step back, looking worried and tortured. “Are you reneging on our deal?” His voice choked. “Are you

let me. But I do not want to be your employee. I want to

the money, what do you get out

“You.”