Selling for You

Chapter 1

I quietly walked down the dusty road as I was carrying the new baby that was left on the streets. I can't bear to see children alone, hungry, and having no shelter. He was adorable. Probably about 2 years old.

When I got home Esther was playing with the other children while Grandma was sleeping. "What are you doing kids ?" I asked.

"Playing doc. Simon got sick and we are helping him. " replied West.

Wait what ? Simon sick ? He rarely gets sick. What do I do ? With the bills and mortgage I'm broke. Big brother is terribly awful at handling money and sis is working.

"Here lemme get a look at 'im.". I gently picked up Simon and saw that he had a fever.

His fever was worsening by the minute and I wanted to take matters onto my own hands.

Quickly I put on my most skilled make up and the most elegant clothes I had.

"I'll be back okay children ? Be safe." I waved and left.

I walked down the road and asked for help. Any help. Anything. I would give up anything.

A handsome, good looking man came over and grabbed my hands, "Anything you say ? Fine, I will buy you and your life ! Expenses will all be paid."

My eyes stared into his. They were icy, cold, and blocked with a strong wall. It seems as though no one could get through them. Ever. "Fine. Whatever you say, but the contract will be null-and-void if you dare to stop paying for anything or harm the children."

He nodded, "Understood. Sawyer make a contract, be sure to cover every loop hole there is. Also. Pay for the woman's expenses and bills. Be sure to put the house and family in a Villa with a chef, maids and butlers."

"Understood master. " He bowed and left immediately.

"Your name is ?" he looked at me and walked over to the expensive looking car. "Evangeline. Evangeline Hope. "

"I am Colt. To this day until our wedding you will be my fiancée."Colt said very casually. He looked like the world didn't matter at all. His expressions were emotionless. Every now and then he would look as his phone and smile. "Get in the car. I have a meeting to go to."

I stepped in the car and looked at him suspiciously. Who could be that cold and heartless ? I can't believe I did this. Grandma would never approve.

"What's your last name Colt ?" I asked politely. I didn't want to sound to formal or rude. "Quinton. Colt Quinton."

My eyes stared at him in awe. "The Quinton ?"

"The one and only. Owner of the highest ranking hotels, villas, resorts, and trade centers in this country and about 1/4 of the world."

"M - my sister used to work at one of your hotels. "

"Oh really ? What's her name ?"
"Rosalyn ?" I said quietly.

"Rosalyn Hope ?" he said in shock.

"Yes ? She's my sister. "

He grabbed my shoulders forcefully and pinned me to the window of the car. "Where is she ?!" he yelled.

I shut my eyes in terror and shrieked,

"Get off me !"

"S-s-sorry. Uhm, now can you please tell me where your sister works or lives ?"

"She lives with me and works at Di 'Mattina. Which is The Morning."
He nodded and looked out the window.

"Why do you want to know so badly ?"

"Nothing. Just .... here. Write your name and information down. I'll ask Wendy to help you with your clothes and stuff. "

I nodded and quickly looked out the window. Just what did he have to do with my sister. As I was about to rests my head on the window ledge a strong arm pulled me over and I was now lying on his lap. He coughed, "If we were a couple then we should act like one."

Colt stroked my hair as I quickly fell into slumber.

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"Wake up dear. " A quiet voice whispered. The person shook me lightly trying not to alarm me.

I turned around to see an old woman's warm smile and her soft eyes looked at me. "How wonderful. She's awaken dears ! Now let's get you ready for dinner tonight. Colt is having very special guests over. "

I looked down and smiled. The old woman introduced herself as Fiona Hope and said she used to have grandchildren and three sons and daughters but they all went missing.

After she mourned in sorrow she came to work with Colt's family.
"You look a lot like my daughter dear. She had the same hair and everything ! Oh how I missed her so much. She was one of my favorites. Ricky and Rodney were the players and bad boys as you would call them. They always had girls around them. My other son Quinton was absolutely daring. He was brave, nice, kind, and most of all loving. They all disappeared one day. We searched for years.

"I don't know how long it's been. Probably 30 at the most. Been 30 years since I've seen them. I'm 56 now. About to be 57 in a few months actually. "
Ms. Fiona helped me bathe and get ready as the guest started coming in. I was dressed in a medium length dress, while the sides hugged my body. It felt comfortable on the front but the back .... not so much. The back was bare and it curved into a 'U' near my waistline.

''You absolutely look amazing ! You do resemble my mother a bit.'' She smiled and looked in front of the mirror.
'' I don't think I need make up. I just need to wear these shoes and add some jewelry right ?''

She nodded and quietly left while I stood there to watch my being transformed. Elegantly I walked down the hall to the stairs. When I turned I saw a picture of Colt and someone who looked oddly like my sister.

Wait. That is my sister.Rose ? What in the world ?

I touched the picture and walked into the room. Pictures of college students were splattered on the wall and then suddenly I came across one specific one. In the middle was a picture of Colt and my sister staring into each other's eyes. I coughed a bit and then gagged.
What is this ? Rose never said anything about this. Under the picture was a signature that was my sister's and Colt's.

'Together forever. I love you" - Rosalyn Hope & Colt Quinton.

I stood there and suddenly someone spoke, " Eve ?" a familiar voice asked.

I turned around to face my very own sister.

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