Chapitre 3: Knowing
Diana took the bag and looked at her pale appearance in the small makeup mirror.
"I look like a dead man," she thought, mocking herself.
She brushed back her makeup and wore a little blush to hide her apathetic skin.
She picked up her brush and let go of the long hair that lay in a crumpled old coke. In the end she left her long black hair loose. There was no reason to redo the coke, since she did not need the professional appearance.
Diana carefully stored her things and closed her eyes, feeling the breeze coming through the bedroom window.
- Diana, do you feel better? - Alexander asked as he came in and saw the girl sitting in front of the window.
- You must be Mr. Alexander. - She turned to see who was calling her. - Oh, the man on the plane." Well, sir, thank you for your help. Can you tell me how much I owe you?
- You owe me five dates.
- What? Sir, I believe there is misunderstanding. I am asking about the value of the treatment and the hospital consultation, as well as your help.
- And I'm responding. I do not need money. I want five dates. One for every five thousand that I paid for your stay here.
- Wait! Twenty-five thousand a day in a hospital? How is this possible!? Should I have studied medicine?
- You see, we're in a VIP room at Dunkelheit Hospital. Obviously it would be expensive.
- Good heavens. Can you give me some time? I need to call the bank and ask the manager to release the payment.
After all, she asked for a security package that would not release payments worth more than twenty thousand without prior contact with the bank.
- I'm giving you the option to pay without much effort.
- Sir, I think you got it wrong. I'm not the kind of woman who pays with her body.
- Who says I want this? - Alexander asked with a frightened expression. - I'm asking you five meetings to keep you company. I did not think of anything indecent.
- Company?
- Yes. You see, I have some important dinners for my business. If there is no woman accompanying me, I will be inundated with proposals for blind dates from my business partners for their daughters. You'll be my shield. I was already looking for someone to do this job but now that you owe me, we can use this to pay your debt and I will get rid of boring requests.
- Oh, in that case, it seems more acceptable. And what exactly am I supposed to do?
- Very simple. You should dress well, smile and be by my side all the time. If someone asks our relationship, you must say that you are my girlfriend.
- Not that I'm complaining about this good job, but why can not you get a real girlfriend?
- Because I've never met anyone who makes me want to date you.
- Nice answer.
- So, you take the job?
- Clear. I just need your dinner schedule and reconcile with my schedule.
- That's quiet. Let's have one today. At seven. I'll send you to get ready.
- It's all right. I need to go to my house.
- Right.
Diana picked up her things and left the hospital. Standing at the entrance, a black sedan with two nearby bodyguards waited for the couple. One of the guards opened the door and Alexander took Diana's hand.
- Let's go.
- But I have to go home and get dressed.
- We're going to your house.
- I can go alone ...
- It's all right. I have free time anyway.
Realizing that the man would not take no for an answer, Diana got into the car and sat down elegantly.
- Where? Alexander asked.
"Well, if he was, I probably would not be in the hospital after waking up and if he does something, I have pictures of the hospital to help him hunt him down." Thought Diana. The truth was that she felt a strange security beside Alexander. She could not feel that this man with such a powerful aura was going to do something despicable for her.
- Number 37 of Z Avenue. - Diana answered.
- Did you hear the Lady? - Alexander asked the driver.
- Yes sir. The driver drove calmly toward the center of town.
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