The Exclusive Sex Worker - S01 E40

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The Exclusive Sex Worker - S01 E40

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 40

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**Three days later **

“So, what exactly are you looking for, Ethan? What do you wanna do with the information you gain?” Lilian asked her brother curiously.

“Nothing much. It might make the headlines or may not. I noticed that everything on the net wasn’t all. There is something I wanna know. The king killed Amanda’s family obviously but Amanda left with his son.”

“There is something that is not clear and I want to find out everything I can about this case,” Ethan replied her.
“Should I tell Pink about this then?” Lilian asked.

“No, you shouldn’t. It’s just my thing, there is no nee-d for her to know,” Ethan shook his head in reply. A knock suddenly c@m£ at the door.

Ethan and Lilian stared at themselves, confused.

“You expecting anyone today?” Ethan asked Lilian.

“No,” Lilian shook her head in reply. Another heavy knock c@m£ at the door again.
**

“Seriously, Derek. You should behave well and focus on your exams. I want you to also forget about everything that happened here temporary,” Lilian said into the phone.
“Yeah, I’ll try,” Derek mumbled to her in reply.

“So, have you seen Tess since you arrived?” Pink asked.
Derek huffed out a little before answering.

“No, I have been in doors since I got here. Be fast with whatever you’re doing there so you can join me here. It’s boring without you.”

“Um…sure. we’ll speak later then. Bye,” Pink said and cut the line.

She sighed and relaxed back on the be-d, wondering how she was gonna meet the ‘supposed king’ who murdered all her family, even extended family members.

But just then, the door opened and Prince Reagan entered her room.

She kept staring at him as he closed the door, after that, he relaxed his back against the door with a stick of cigarette on the brim of hisl-ips.

“Has your brother arrived your ap@rtment there yet?” Prince Reagan asked staring back at Pink.

“Yes, just finished speaking with him now.” Pink answered standing up from the be-d. She started approaching him.

“Have you asked him yet?”
Prince Reagan’s brows c0cked up at Pink’s question.

“Who? Asked what?” He questioned clearly confused.
“Your father. The king,” Pink supplied.

“Do you know the reason he did that?”

Prince Reagan sighed alre-ady knowing where the conversation was heading to.
“No, I couldn’t. I don’t even know how to bring the t©pic up without ma-king him suspect much,” Prince Reagan cringed in reply.

“You nee-d to do that. I nee-d to know my family’s offense, aside the fact that the internet said my mother committed adûlt€ry. What other sin did my family commit for the king to kill them off that way. Why wasn’t Derek and I killed off too but ended up in America? Why can’t I or Derek remember anything from our past?” Pink asked, her voice becoming louder.

“I don’t know. I’m also curious,” Prince Reagan huffed out, he left the door then strode to the be-d to sit. Pink turned back to face him.

“Well, if you can’t ask him. Take me to him, I’ll ask him,” Pink stated.

“No, you’ll be risking your own life. I don’t want that,” Prince Reagan refused.

Pink walked to the be-d to meet him again.

“It doesn’t matter, as long as I get something out of him,” Pink said bobbing her head sideways.

“What makes you think he’ll even answer you?” Prince Reagan questioned.

A mischievous grin appeared on Pink’s face.

“I want to be your mistress. A real one, make me one,” Pink demanded. Her request shocked Prince Reagan. He remained still and continued staring at her without uttering a word.

“Why? You don’t want me anymore?” Pink asked, sitting down beside him.

“I..I’m surprised. What are you planning to do? You have something in mind,” prince Reagan mouthed, briefly puffing out smoke from his mouth.

“I have nothing bad in mind. Just to be able to meet him. If he hears that his son’s mistress wants an audience with him. I’m sure he’ll create time to meet me. And also speak with me,”Pink uttered.
“I don’t want you meeting him,” Prince Reagan shook his head in refusal. It annoyed Pink a lot.
“Why?” She half yelled.
“You might also bu-mp into his wife. I don’t want them picking new interest in you or going further with investigation concerning you, Prince Reagan responded.
“So, is that a no? You aren’t ma-king me your mistress anymore?” Pink inquired fisting her hand ti-ght.
Prince Reagan stared at her fisted hands and without warning, pu-ll-ed her close and planted hisl-ips on hers.

His sudden behaviour was unexpected at all. It made Pink’s b©dy become rigid. She didn’t respond to his k!ssnor did she push him away. She just remained in a position as prince Reagan su-cked and bite on her lowerl-ip.

His hand started running up her back, to her ba-re back. Pink c@m£ back to life when she felt prince Reagan un-hook her br@.

She g@sped into the k!ssand tried pushing him away but his hold on her was very ti-ght. Pink didn’t resist much again, she gave herself into the k!ss.
Due to the fact that she was on just a singlet and a br@ made it easier for prince Reagan to continue undressing her.
“Oh…you don’t know how long I’ve planned on doing this,” Prince Reagan murmured into the k!ssthat was now becoming h0t.

In seconds, Prince Reagan was on t©p of Pink, her br@ out, her t©p and shorts out.

Prince Reagan was trying to bury himself inside her when Pink abruptly st©pped him.
“Are you ma-king me your mistress or not?” Pink questioned.

Prince Reagan grumbled, unhappy with her actions. But then he mouthed a ‘yes’ to her.
Pink relaxed back on the be-d, happy that her plan will soon be achieved. She let out a long throaty m0@n when she felt prince Reagan push his alre-ady ha-rd ened c**k into her.

***
**America. London.**

Just as Derek dropped a dish he recently used into the sink. A light knock c@m£ at the door.
He dried his hand on his b©dy before reaching for the door.

He unlocked the door and opened it to see Tess there. Derek stared at her from head to toe to notice that she has lost a lot of weight, her skin colour has also changed and she is wearing a pink hoodie that is hiding her hair.

His eyes met back with hers.

“Derek,” she smiled at him before hvgging him.

To be Continued.