Stelara,
Hope you haven't forgotten our deal. Meet me in my apartment after the meeting with Hank. Don't forget!
Love,
JasonI quickly take the letter off of my door and read it.
Shit. I completely forgot about the deal.
Letting out a long sigh, I look longingly at my bed before trudging downstairs.
When I reach the table, Jason and Hank are already there.
"Great, she's here. Do you have something for us?"
I take a seat next to Hank. "Of course."
"Let's here it."
I feel a shiver of guilt run through me for spilling these women's secrets before forcing it down.
"Alright, here's what I have. So, you know Portia?"
Jason nods.
"Well, it turns out that the reason she's here is because she can't find real love at her town."
"That hardly sounds like news-"
"Because she's a stripper."
Jason's mouth hangs open. "She said she was a business owner on her application."
"This certainly changes things," Hank announces in his host voice.
I roll my eyes.
"What else?"
"Valerie is only here to become more famous as an actress."
"I had a feeling," Jason frowns, "but I didn't want to believe it."
"Rebecca has kids and she's only here to find a rich husband to provide for them and her boobs are fake."
Jason chokes on his wine. "What?!"
I shrug. "You heard me. Can I go now?"
Hank gives me a warning look. "Just a minute. Are you positive?"
"I'm not one hundred percent on the boobs thing, but the rest I know for sure."
He nods, barely able to hold in his excitement at this information. "Alright. You can go now, Night. Thank you."
"Whatever," I mumble, pushing away from the table and stalking off.
I've never felt dirtier. How could I do this? I don't want to do this. I don't want to do this anymore.
I open the refrigerator and pour myself a glass of water.
"Ma'am, I can get you a drink if you like-"
"This is a drink," I reply, taking a long sip.
"I meant an alcoholic drink, ma'am," they retort sourly.
"No, I wouldn't. Thank you."
Grumbling under their breath, they leave me in peace.
Finally alone.
I shake my head, realizing my mistake.
I'm never truly alone in this house.
I quickly gulp down my water and check the time.
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The Work of a Legacy
ChickLitStelara is nothing like her sisters. True to their names, they are ravishingly beautiful, and have never had to worry about success. They've always out shined Stelara in the beauty department, but that stopped bothering her long ago. Obsessed with t...