The Exclusive Sex Worker - S01 E22

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The Exclusive Sex Worker - S01 E22

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 22

( A condition)

Writer’s POV

Pink trailed behind Prince Reagan still feeling shy and embarras-sed from the earlier incident.

They got outside prince Reagan’s glas-s house to see Simon alre-ady waiting for them. He was standing beside a porch, immediately he sighted the prince, he opened the door for him to get in, he also held it open for Pink to also get in.

He ignited the engine of the car and drove off after ma-king sure that the occu-p@n-ts were comfortable.

Pink sat with her hands on her th!ghs to avoid another sort of embarras-sment. She doesn’t wanna get embarras-sed anymore.

She had to do a lot of convincing to Derek for him to un-derstand that she was actually mentally stable.

It’s didn’t take long, they arrived the grey’s empire.

Simon pu-ll-ed into the garage before st©pping. They were guards there alre-ady waiting for them to arrive. So immediately, they ran to open the door for the prince.

The prince stepped out, Pink also jumped out from the car with him. Her eyes running wi-de at the number of cars parked at the garage.

The prince started walking towards a direction, Pink followed him from behind like a little kid. The guards behind them were about seven. Pink could occasionally glance behind her to see the guards unsmiling faces, she felt inti-mated to be in the mist of them.

It was when they got to the company’s main door and it got opened for them that Pink’s mouth wi-de-ned.

The whole company was white, so big, filled with numerous workers.

She has indeed heard about Grey’s empire but she has never imagined being inside one of the companies before, she never imagined that the company belonged to the prince’s family.

Just a br@nch is as hvge as a mansion? Only this one is being managed by prince Reagan? She kept asking herself with her mouth open.

Most of the workers stayed focused on their works, just few of them that the prince got close to greeted him, but he didn’t bother replying them. Above all, they were all corporately dressed. So neat!
“fv¢k!” Pink didn’t know when she exclaimed.

She noticed they st©pped, she looked around to notice that they were inside an elevator going up.

Only a guard, more like a worker is with them and he is opening some files with him.
Pink re-moved her eyes from the man and the prince to continue watching the company from the elevator, the elevator glas-s is transparent, you can see the others from inside.

The elevator dinged open after a long while, it opened to reveal a man in his middle fifty and a lady in her twenties.
The lady has a big beautiful smile on.

“Good morning boss” she greeted the prince immediately he stepped out of the elevator.

“Yeah” he mumbled to her greeting, collecting his schedule for the day.

“Good morning sir” the man greeted the prince. He only nodded to the man’s greeting while going throu-gh his schedule.

He handed the white paper back to the lady and continued going, he got to a door and st©pped. He opened it and looked at Pink.

“Come on” he beckoned on her before entering. Pink quic-kly rushed to the door, she got in before the door closed up.

The prince sat down on his office chair and started filling his signature on a lot of files.
Pink stood at a sp©t, she kept admiring the office, which is black in color. Everything in there is black.

“Hell!” She exclaimed a second time lost in the beauty of the office.

If his office is this beautiful, how beautiful will his own room be? Pink thought.

And idea c@m£ into her mind instantly.

Well, I’ll check that out myself, she thought, smiling mischievously to herself.

“What is funny?” She heard the prince’s voice and got pu-ll-ed out of her trance.

“Huh” she pointed to herself.
The prince shook his head, he took his eyes back to his work.
Pink walked slowly towards a sofa, her as-s met the softness of the sofa, she breathed out in satisfaction.

Gosh! The grey’s are damn wealthy, she thought to herself.

A knock c@m£ to the door, followed by a push. The lady who is Prince Reagan’s secretary, one who handed him his schedule walked in.
Pink took her time to run her eyes all over the female secretary.

She is dressing corporately but at the same time se-ductively. The discovery made Pink to look down at her own dress.

She is on black denim Sk-irt, a tank t©p and a neat white sneakers.

I’m not bad myself, she cli-cked her ton-gue loudly as she thought.

She looked at the prince to realize he is staring at her.

She bec@m£ dumbfounded as to the reason, not only the prince, his secretary is also staring at her, with a look of disgust.

Pink immediately behaved herself, she sat down properly, she pu-ll-ed a straight look to her face, she glared back at the secretary because of the way she looked at her.

The secretary left after a while, after handing the prince a p@rticular do¢v-ment which the prince started reviewing.

Pink couldn’t re-move her eyes from him, the look he has on his face made him much more handsome, that seriousness look.

Pink blinked when she saw his face changing into a frown, probably he doesn’t like what he is seeing inside the do¢v-ment.

“Veronica!” The prince yelled out, enraged.

Veronica? The bit-ches name is Veronica? Oh great! All bit-che’s bear veronica, Pink thought, suddenly developing hatred for the prince’s secretary.

Veronica ran inside the office, looking alarmed.

“Sir!” She answered.
“What the fv¢k is this?” He asked throwing the do¢v-ment she earlier gave to him on the floor.

Veronica bent down to pick her, her hands shaking with the do¢v-ment.

She opened the do¢v-ment with dilated pupils to look at the fault that got him annoyed.
“How many stocks c@m£ in last month?” Prince Reagan asked.

“It’s was…it’s was..fifty sir” Veronica answered.

“How many did I ask you guys to get in?” Prince Reagan asked.

Veronica was about replying with fifty but paused, suddenly remembering something.
“I…I can explain, you see…”
“Go get the manager for me. You are fired!” Prince Reagan didn’t wait for her to finish speaking before yelling.

Pink watched as veronica’s mouth fell open and tears welled up her eyes.

She wanted to say something but shut her mouth. She wanted to say it again but shut her mouth.

Pink didn’t realize when she started pitying her. Veronica turned and left the office.

Pink took her eyes to look at the prince who has continued dealing with the other files there like nothing happened.

She imagined herself being in Veronica’s shoes, the thought s£nt shivers down her system.
She didn’t know what made her stand up but she did.

She dragged her foot to stand in front of the prince.

Even the criminals should be given a chance to defend themselves, what prince Reagan did is too cruel, so cruel to anyone.

Prince Reagan looked up at her, wondering what she wanted.

“Um… can’t you just give her a chance to explain what happened?” Pink asked, her voice coming out low and weak. Prince Reagan closed up the file with him to concentrate on her.

“So?” He c0cked his brows together in question.

“I…you should just give her a chance to explain, imagine if she’s her family’s only hope, after learning what happened to her, to their only hope, they will all cry themselves to sleep tonight. plea-se just give her a chance to at least explain what happened.”

“This is a business, not a law firm Amanda” prince Reagan sm-irked at her.

“I know, but the rights of workers should be protected…”
“You like her that much? You want her back, I’ll grant your request” Prince Reagan said, standing up.

“But on one condition” he added now facing her.
“Be my mistress.”