The Exclusive Sex Worker - S01 E27

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The Exclusive Sex Worker - S01 E27

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 27

(An old friend)

Writer’s P O V

Prince Reagan went into his room, he picked up a lighter with a cigarette then lighted the cigarette before sitting down on the couch.

His immediate elder brother by the name Steven walked in with a smug grin on his face.

He closed the door behind him then stood watching Reagan as he smoked.

“So, who is she really?” Steven asked, now walking further into the room. He st©pped at the table, picked up the pack of cigarettes there and also lighted one stick.

“She’s just a friend, what do you care?” Reagan asked running his hands throu-gh his scattered hair.

“You can’t be in that position with just a friend,” Steven replied him emphasizing on the words ‘Just a friend.’

“What do you want me to tell you then, Steve?” Prince Reagan gro-an ed out in displea-se.

“Tell me who she is to you, that’s all. I aren’t disturbing or asking too much, am I? Because Emily seems to have heard a different thing about her,” Steven asked then said.
“What did Emily say?” Prince Reagan turned to look at Steven in question.

“She said the girl is trying to pu-ll you and Celia ap@rt. Celia went running to her for backup, and Emily ended up coming to me. I was on my way to actually ask you about it, didn’t expect to see you in such position with the so called MISTRESS,” Prince steven la-id emphasis on the word mistress.

“She is not what you think. Believe me,” Prince Reagan defended.

“She is not pu-lling Celia and I ap@rt. Celia and I just weren’t meant to be from the very beginning,” Prince Reagan said.
“Is this still about your suspicious Reggie. You still suspect that Celia cheated on you back then?” Asked Steven.
Prince Reagan huffed. Puffing out smoke from his mouth and nose.

“I still do,” he answered.

“Just let it go, suspecting her this much will only end up injuring you. The king alre-ady approved her for you, so just accept that fact,” prince steven encouraged.

“I am not really annoyed or something. I’m afraid Frank might not be mine, I don’t want to do a DNA either,” Prince Reagan revealed.

“You aren’t serious right now. Celia can’t go as far as forcing a child that’s not yours on you. She’s Emily’s friend, I believe she can’t do that, she’s not that bad. You are just imagining nons-en-se,” Prince steven chuckled at the end.

“I hope so,” Prince Reagan nodded dropping the cigarette on the floor before stepping on it.

“So tell me Reagan. Who is that girl to you?” Steven asked again.

“An old friend. Remember the girl I do pl@ywith then, when I was still around 10?” Prince Reagan revealed.

“Girl?” Steven asked as he went into de-ep thoughts. He cracked his br@in for a while before recalling.

“Oh, that dirty looking girl and her brother?” Steven recalled.
Prince Reagan eyed him for calling Pink dirty.

“You are still obsessed with her till now?” Steven asked, an amused look appearing on his face.

“I’m not obsessed with her. She saved me, she’s the reason why I am alive today,” Prince Reagan rolled his eyes at Steven.

Steven chuckled.

“Still with your old stories. She saved me, she saved me,” Steven imitated Reagan.

It made Reagan frown a bit. He pu-ll-ed out a sofa pillow and threw it at Steven who dodged it.

“Marcus and his wife’s anniversary is tonight. We are celebr@ting it at later, make sure you don’t miss it so you won’t get into another fight with him,” Steven reminded standing up to his feet.
Reagan scoffed.

“Yeah, whatever!” He waved it off.

“Seriously Reagan, he is our eldest brother and is gonna be the next king. Try to make up with him, don’t be on his bad book, once he becomes the king, it might really affect you,” Steven advised.

“I’ve heard you just go. I have a lot of things to sort out right now,” Prince Reagan purred his words.

“Yeah, I noticed too. You seem to be restless and I bet it’s because of that your ‘she saved me old friend.’ I’ll be pained to leave you right now but I’ll still do it,” Steven t©uçhed Prince Reagan’s jaw saying.

Prince Reagan pushed him away.

“You talk too much. Just leave alright?” Prince Reagan half yelled at him feigning disgust.
**

Few hours later.

Prince Reagan finished dressing up for his eldest brother marriage anniversary. He called Simon to his room after that.

Simon entered the room to see the prince backing him, staring at the mirror.
“My prince,” Simon bowed in greetings.

“You won’t be following me to the palace. You’ll stay and protect Amanda and her brother,” Prince Reagan announced.

Simon wanted to object. He knows the king might ask about his whereabouts but remained quite.

“Yes my prince,” Simon nodded at him.

A knock c@m£ at the door, then the door opened revea-ling Celia in a very gorgeous go-wn. She throws Simon a glare but Simon behaved neutral.

“My prince, look at me. Do you like my dressing? This go-wn was chos£n from the best city mall in US,” Celia asked turning around for the prince to view her.

“It’s beautiful, it suits you,” Prince Reagan complimented ma-king Celia blus-h.

“Let’s go my prince,” Celia extending her hand to Prince Reagan for him to hold her. He did and they walked out of the room.

They got closer to Celia’s son room, Celia turned to look at Reagan.

“My prince, why don’t you use a minute to see Frank. I heard you haven’t visited him since you arrived,” Celia suggested.
Prince Reagan f0rç£d a smile to his face.

“I promise I’ll do that when we get back. I just got so busy,” Prince Reagan as-sured her. She giggled and they continued walking.

*

Simon after seeing both the prince and Celia leave went to stand in front of Pink’s room.
The door opened few minutes later revea-ling Pink.

“You want something?” Simon asked her.

“Where is Reagan?” Pink asked.
“Prince Reagan,” Simon immediately corrected her.

“You won’t be spared when caught by someone else calling him only by his name. Even if you are his legally wedded wife,” Simon added.
“Ok, thanks for that. But where is he?” Pink asked again.

“He left and won’t be back until midnight. Asked me to stay with you,” Simon replied.

“Ok,” Pink shook her head and entered back into her room. She opened the door few minutes later.

“Can you take me somewhere then?” Pink asked, a mischievous smile on her face.
“Where?” Simon asked.

“To a river, any river around here?” Asked Pink.

“Yes,” Simon answered.

“Great, then take me there,” Pink requested leaving Simon to contemplate on her request.