HILDA
I look between them, confusion written all over my face wondering what could that be.
She cleared her throat, “I know you are confused.”
You are right, I am confused.
She extend her hand to Langston taking a new different document I didn’t noticed before. “You won’t be working as a mere maid, this will be like a personal one and you’ll get as personal as it gets.”
That’s easier than I thought.
“I understand Luvinia but can you explain more on the ‘ill get as personal as it gets.’
“I am hiring you to act as my bride for hundred days, Miss Myer.” Thane, who I assume is the man’s name on the wheelchair spoke for the very first time, in a relaxed tone, my name slipping from his lips like a drawl. He has been engrossed in his phone all this while she was talking.
My eyes widened a
