It was 9pm, Swan flipped the tag outside the store to read 'closed'. She walked back inside and locked the door from within. She picked up the sales day book and proceeded to knock at the door behind the stalls. "Come on in," a feminine voice responded.

Swan walked in and bowed slightly as she greeted her boss. She presented the sales day book and Mrs Elise nodded. "Good work gal, I will fix this before tomorrow, you can go now," Mrs Elise said as she scanned through the entries. "Yes ma," Swan bowed again and took her leave.

Mrs Elise stepped out of her office and watched Swan's auburn hair bounced behind her as she walked away. She wondered why such an intelligent girl ended up working as a sales girl and not studying. She had tactically kept her personal life hidden from her.

Apart from Swan's intelligence, Mrs Elise found her a bit off. She has an unusual energy well hidden behind her usual calm facade. "There you go again," Mrs Elise cautioned her line of thought and walked out to lock up the store.

Swan arrived Marinda hospital two hours later. The hospital was just thirty minutes drive from the store but she was stuck in Los Angeles' traffic for good 2hours. She walked into her mother's ward and made her way to her bedside. She took her seat by her bedside and cried as she watched her mother sleep. She wished it was a peaceful sleep where she would wake up full of smiles and energy as usual.

A nurse walked in and swan stood up abruptly. "How was her dialysis today? I was stuck at work, I could not come around." Swan asked. "It went well, but technically speaking, I am not sure her body can take anymore dialysis. She would need the transplant as soon as possible... You should see the doctor before leaving," the nurse advised.

Swan went into the doctor's office and with tears flowing freely from her face. She knew she wasn't going to get the money needed for a transplant soon.

Beep beep beep,

her outdated phone rang out and she picked up instantly, it was her younger brother. "Why are you so late tonight...The landlord wants..." Rian said but the voice from the other end changed abruptly. "You darn wretched girl! Do you think you can play smart with me? You promised to pay me today. If you don't, I am sure you know you will be on the streets by the next time we are having this discussion," the landlord said and hanged up. Swan sighed and walked faster to nab a cab. All that filled her head was Rosey's offer.

******

"Are you sure we were caught on the cameras? I mean our faces?" Trevor asked his PA; Dan. "Of course," Dan responded. "Good. Get the footage to reporter Jung right away, the news must be out by tomorrow morning," Trevor commanded. "Yes sir," Dan responded and got on his way whlist Trevor continued to his suite.

Almost all staff bowed as Trevor walked past. Though he wasn't in charge of the hotel. Everyone who worked at Pebbles Hotel knew that Trevor Slawson owned it. Some argued that Trevor built the hotel from his parents' wealth which but Trevor wasn't concerned about the genuineness of such assertion.

Owning one of the famous hotel all by himself and outside his parents' reach and control was the best feat Trevor has ever single handedly acheived without his parents' influence.. The hotel gave him independence, a tool he needed right now.

He exited the elevator and made his way through the hallway. He brought out his card and flicked it on the door's lock. The door clicked opened. He blinked hard as he saw the back of a lady sitting at the dinning. He had forgotten all about the girl he used for the day's ordeal.

Fiona sat at the table with her back at the entrance. She turned slightly at the click of the door. A manly footstep approached her and she stared into Trevor's charming eyes.

Trevor walked past her and took his seat right before her. He brought out his cellphone and resumed discussion with reporter Jung through chats.

Fiona helped herself with wine and soon rose up to get a shower. She changed into a lingerie and applied the cosmetics needed to make her inviting enough for the night's business.

She was surprised that Trevor was still in his suit. 'Not to worry, two can play the game... I have dealt with nosey men who always try to play hard to get,' she thought and curled up invitingly on the large bed- like sofa in the space that served as a living room. She employed her never failing antic as she positioned herself to reveal more flesh. It was a move that none of her patronizers has ever resisted, not even her lesbian customers.

Trevor looked in her direction and became irritated. "What's your deal you tramp! Aren't you here for the money? Get your ass off the sofa and get dressed. You stay in here till morning and get yourself outta here. Understood?!" Trevor yelled.

"Yes sir," Fiona responded shakily and sprang off the bed immediately. Trevor looked on with disdain and threw a bundle of dollars at her feet. He shook his head slowly as he entered into an inner room and clicked the door shut behind him.

"That was hot, another temptation down," he muttered and rested his back on the door. His face was covered in grin as he began to pull off his suit.