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Darcy's life goes out of control when her father is rushed to the hospital with a severe illness. With her savings depleted by her living expenses, she can't afford the mounting medical bills, and even her boss's help comes with a condition that is unacceptable. Stranded on a lonely road after her car breaks down at night, Darcy accepts a ride from Torsney-a man whose self-assurance masks a hidden agenda. In exchange for his assistance, he demands that she pose as his fiancée, complete with a dazzling ring and a carefully orchestrated introduction. As this dangerous arrangement takes shape, Darcy is forced into a deal that threatens to change her life forever. How much is she willing to sacrifice to save her father and her future?
"Hello, hello. Who's this?" I spoke into the phone, gesturing to a co-waiter to take over.
I slipped past him, through the back doors and into the kitchens. One cook was huddled over a pot, ladling stew into a plate.
"Hello. Hello?"
"Darcy? Is this Darcy Henley?"
My heart got caught in my chest. "Yeah. Yeah, who's this?"
"Darcy, this is the hospital calling. One mister Adolf Henley just did get admitted. Reports says he slumped in a pub. His emergency info says you're family. Here's the address."
I tore a sheet from the waiting notepad and jotted down the address, my heart hammering. Not another problem. Not now. Not dad.
I ditched my apron and dived out the doors into the parking lot. It had gotten pretty dark out. I was soon in my rickety car of five faithful years and pulling out unto the road. I could barely keep my hands steady. I brought up the hospital's address on Google maps, and it was a good distance driving.
It was all just too much. I already had a lot going on for me for chrissake. I did not need the old man's help in adding to it.
I was just about halfway to the hospital before my cranky 10-year-old 1980 Chevy truck decided to take one of its expensive irregular naps. I was left stranded in no man's land, with cars zooming past at full speed. I got out and leaned against it by the side of the road, willing myself to not break down. Calm Darcy. Do not dent your stupid car further by kicking it. Calm does it.
Soon, the beams of a car's headlight that seemed to be slowing down shone straight at me. Thank God. A sleek black beauty pulled up behind my car. I did not recognize the brand, but it was definitely a car for royalty. A young man in his early thirties glared at me from behind the wheel as I walked up to him.
"What is it?!" He sounded rude. I didn't do well with rude people. But the cold had started to get to me.
"I don't know. I'm not a mechanic," I yelled back at him. "Could you help drop me off at Princeston Hospital? I do not know when I'll be able to get a mechanic at this time and it's urgent I get to the hospital..."
"I could," he interrupted. A sly grin appeared on his stupid face. "But what am I to gain from it? Perhaps the rest of your night?"
A headache, summed up. I turned to walk away but then, thought again. It was dangerous for a pretty helpless-looking girl to be alone at this sort of place. Especially at night.
I turned back to his smirking face. "Now, look here, my man..."
But his phone rang, and he held up a hand to silence me. I groaned in frustration. What I wouldn't give to get back at this spoilt, rich-ass smirking at me.
"Now?," he yelled into his phone. He turned and mouthed that I hopped in. I ran around the car and got into the seat next to him, thanking whoever had interrupted our game. The car jerked forward and pulled into the road. The man had only a hand on the wheel while he yelled into his phone.
"I am coming home with my fiancé. She is right in the car with me!"
I turned to see who else was in the car, the fiancé he was talking about. There was none. The man handed the phone out to me and ordered arrogantly,
"Say hello, to my father, Sally."
I froze. What in the world! He did not even know my name! Perhaps this Sally was his fiancé he had to pick up but was late. Not wanting to seem like bad business, as he'd actually stopped to help, even though he'd taunted my through it, I took the phone.
"Hello. Good evening ma... Uh, sir?"
"Oh. He's actually serious?" The voice was a rich baritone. Probably that of a rich, old man. "Well darling, I'm waiting. See you in a bit."
The line went dead. Huh. He snatched the man right out of my hands, the jerk. He began to mutter things I couldn't hear under his breath.
Now, as I turned to actually observe him, he looked like a handsome guy. He was actually a really handsome guy. His jet black hair he styled back. His nose was well carved, and though I couldn't see his eyes, I imagined them as blue. And he was a rich guy! With the car and that attitude, he definitely was. At once, I felt butterflies begin to flutter in my stomach. I was being given a ride in a hot, rich guy's car.
Shame on you, Darcy! Shame. Your father is dying in the hospital, and all you care to think about is this! I shook myself mentally. Get it over with.
"Sooo, what did you mean by that? Who's your fiancé?" I said, curious. He said nothing, and just continued to drive, the jerk.
Oh. That's how it is. No thank you. Just silence. Fine!
"So," he turned to me, not smiling. "You up to make some cool cash tonight?"
I served back the silence he had given me earlier. It felt good.
"Come on, now. Surely..."
"No. Not interested. Take your filthy desires elsewhere..."
"Even if it's five thousand bucks?"
That shut me up real quick.
"See, I could make a call. Send a plow truck to help with your car. What's it you were going to the hospital to do? Someone you know ill? I could send someone there too. Help with the bills and all." He rounded a corner and shot down the road. "Now, you do not have to sleep with me or anything. You just need to follow me to my family's mansion, and pretend to be my fiancé. Only tonight."
I couldn't talk. The prospects... Five thousand freaking dollars! That would go a long way.
"Come on. I know you need it. One doesn't own a car that old except they're actually poor." The insult was not lost to me. "Just do pretend girl, nothing more to it. Just that."
I swallowed. "Why? Am I going to be in trouble after? Anyone going to come looking for me?"
"Nah. Nothing. I told the old man I had a fiancé without actually having one, and now he's holding me to it. No one's going to come looking for you."
What are you doing, Darcy! Silly-ass question. Was he supposed to affirm that you will be in trouble after? Just take the goddamn deal. Life is all about risks.
"This, uhm, five thousand bucks. Do I get it before, or after?"
He laughed. I hated the sound of it. Now, God help me if he had only been teasing me. God so help us both.
"Clever girl. Here, wear this. It'd do to add a little glamor to the appearance."
He tossed me a ring box he had gotten out the car's glove compartment.
Inside, a diamond ring glinted in the light of a passing car's headlight. It was going to be a long, long night.
I had never sold my soul before. Not this cheap.
They don't know I'm a girl. They all look at me and see a boy. A prince. Their kind purchase humans like me for their lustful desires. And, when they stormed into our kingdom to buy my sister, I intervened to protect her. I made them take me too. The plan was to escape with my sister whenever we found a chance. How was I to know our prison would be the most fortified place in their kingdom? I was supposed to be on the sidelines. The one they had no real use for. The one they never meant to buy. But then, the most important person in their savage land-their ruthless beast king-took an interest in the "pretty little prince." How do we survive in this brutal kingdom, where everyone hates our kind and shows us no mercy? And how does someone, with a secret like mine, become a lust slave? . AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is a dark romance-dark, mature content. Highly rated 18+ Expect triggers, expect hardcore. If you're a seasoned reader of this genre, looking for something different, prepared to go in blindly not knowing what to expect at every turn, but eager to know more anyway, then dive in! . From the author of the international bestselling book: "The Alpha King's Hated Slave."
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