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I am sorry, I would be leaving now." Katherine said to a stunned Taylor Fox as she adjusted her dress and started walking towards the door."Miss.." Taylor fumbled as he couldn't remember asking her name when she came last night.

"Katherine" she supplied her name. "Miss Katherine I am sorry to keep you waiting". It was her turn to be surprised. Men in her world never used the word " sorry " even when they were brutal and he was mouthing apologies when there was no harm done. She turned and immediately walked out of his room.

Katherine had received a call last night. This wasn't a regular call.She had to go see a client in the prestigious Hector hotel, that too the penthouse. She had never done this wealthy. She was petite but not beautiful, as people told her.Her features were just average but  who cared about the face in the industry that she worked in.

She was a nervous wreck. This was a wealthy man and the rich have a taste. If he didn't like her the agency could arrange another girl but a few rejections could mean the end of her career. What if he is a rough player?

She had shoved aside the distracting thoughts and focused on getting ready. She chose a sexy red number, reaching mid thighs and dropping a small hint at her cleavage.When she reached the hotel reception and asked for the pent house, the receptionist said "Here are your keys mam, Mr.Fox has been expecting you.". She was trying to guess who he was, in the elevator but as she entered the suite she couldn't believe it. It was "The Taylor Fox", heir to the Fox Corporation, billionaire in his own right. She stared at him for few moments and as she was about to speak, he cut her off " I have an urgent meeting in town, will you mind waiting for me? "

" Okay" she said, happy that she would get some time for herself to collect her thoughts.He dashed off the next second. She was beyond excited to meet him, hardly believing her luck. "Oh! my God", she kept repeating to herself countless times. Then she realised that all the excitement was in vain, she never had any friends she could tell she met him, even if she manipulates the purpose of this rendezvous. This will always be a secret.

She couldn't remember how long she had waited before she dozed off on the couch. When she woke up it was already eight in the morning and he was standing in front of her. From his clothes and his breath, he was reeking of alcohol, she could make out he just came in. Instantly she decided to leave.

When she came back home, she had no time left, her shift at the local day care had already started and she was late. She changed to her work clothes and left. Being at the day care allowed her to hold on to the innocence which her nights robbed from her, plus she could use the extra money. She remained busy all day and spent the evening with her daughter Susie.

By dusk her call came, this was a request to meet at a private party. When she arrived at the venue, she gave her fake name Alice Turner. Yes, she was on the guest list and was immediately escorted inside. She noticed that the party was raging inside while she was being taken to a garden at the backside of the mansion. She became alert. There was a man standing, with his back facing her. "Hello! Katherine", he said, her mouth went dry as she figured who he was. She gave her real name to only one man ever, god knows it was a mistake.

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