Chapter 2

In addition to her work as a film actress, Kaya worked in a restaurant. The shootings were four days a week so she had three days of work at the restaurant... She was exhausted... Very exhausted even... She never had a day to herself... 

- Two fries and two cokes...? Is that what you asked for?

- No, I didn't ask for that. I asked for lemonade.

Great... And now she was losing her mind.

- If you'll excuse me, I'll take this back.

***

It was 12 o'clock and it was time for a break... She put her apron and her kepi behind the counter before going out in the back store...

- A cigarette?

- Joachim, I don't smoke. How many times do I have to tell you...

- I'm sorry... I forget sometimes...

- It's the nicotine effect, my friend... You're way too young to be addicted to it...

- Cigarettes are my second wife...

- You mean your third?

- I broke up with my mistress... 

- Well, I'll be damned. I wonder why?

As she said this, her phone vibrated and she took it out of her pocket and looked at the message that had just appeared on her screen... 

- Are you listening to me...at least? Joachim complained.

- No, I'm sorry. You can tell me about it later... 

She had said this while standing up and giving two friendly taps on the shoulder of her friend... In fact, she had just received a rather interesting message...

"I have an offer to make you... See you around 4 o'clock at West restaurant, table 4... "

The message was simple... Simple but clear. She wrote something but deleted it instead of sending it. The West restaurant was a big restaurant and whoever had written this message was really someone who had money... Was she going to go there? Yes... When we talk about offer, we talk about money and considering her situation, she really needed money... 

It was 3hrs44mins... And she was in front of the restaurant. Better to be early than late... She didn't want to risk losing an offer no matter how small... She took a deep breath and pulled on her denim jacket as she walked into the restaurant...

- Hello Miss, Welcome to West Restaurant. Do you have a reservation? Cut her off gently by a blonde in uniform...

It was probably the receptionist. She opened her mouth but did not know what to say... She would look very silly if she said she was invited by someone she didn't know... 

- Actually... I... Someone invited me here... She told me about a table 4...

She looked in a register she had in her hand and nodded...

- Are you Miss Kaya Caravigne?

- Yes. I am.

- Your ID card, please.

Kaya handed her her ID card before handing it to the woman...

- Good. Your host will be here soon. 

- Thank you...

This was clearly not the kind of place for her... It was the kind of luxury she could not afford... 

***

- Kaya Caravigne?

Kaya looked up with a smile. It was a woman with a hat... She couldn't see her face but she smelled of money.

- Yes, that's me.

She stood up and took the gloved hand offered to her by the young woman in front of her and when the latter took off her hat, the young woman almost fell over.

She had in front of her a woman identical to her... Brown hair, blue eyes with white skin...

Completely identical...

- I am Princess Mirabella and I have an offer for you... I am supposed to get married in three days with the Sultan of Castamar whom I don't like very much, unfortunately... You are my carbon copy so you will take my place in front of the hotel and be his wife for the next three months... Every month I will pay you a million on your account, after the three months... I will take over. Does that suit you? 

She was very direct... And seemed strict... Kaya took some time to gather in her head everything she had just said... 

- Wow... Well... I...

- You need money Kaya and I don't want to marry this man... I think we can clearly do business...?

- Wait a minute, wait a minute! I just met you and... discover at the same time that we have the same head! That's a lot of information to handle at once... Slow down... Tell me who you are? 

That was crazy... So crazy. She had in front of her, another her, full to the aces undoubtedly seen the jewels that she carried. The said Mirabella arched an eyebrow before resuming...

- You are my look-alike, Kaya. No need for glasses to understand...

- If you say so.

It was a very unlikely story but she believed it. She had heard about this phenomenon. 

It was incredible...

- You are drooling... Close your mouth.

Kaya pulled herself together and came out of her stupor... 

- What is the nature of your offer...? Kaya asked, still in shock...

- 3 millions... She said as she sat down. 

Kaya did the same... 

- 3 millions if you marry this sultan in my place...

- A sultan?

- Yes... A sultan. She answered annoyed.

- 3 months you say...? I imagine that the contract includes the marriage...

She wasn't going to sleep with him... Kaya thought inwardly, fearing the answer of the woman in front of her...

- You shot two pornographic movies...

- That was editing... And you offend me!

- I don't think you'll be forced to sleep with him... 

- This is not the answer I was expecting...

- It is the only one I can give you... So, do you accept...?

If she accepted? It was risky. It was the first time she was asked to play such a... real. It's not a matter of a few hours but of 3 months... 3 months in the skin of a princess... And if she was caught? She looked at the young woman in front of her and the resemblance between them was so striking... And 3 million... That was the amount of money she needed to have the life she wanted... 

- Right. I accept...

- Very well... The woman replied, relaxing her features...

Kaya took the glass of wine that had been brought to her earlier and brought it to her lips...

- Put the glass down now...! Mirabella ordered.

- Excuse me... Kaya replied, putting the glass down...

- This wine is out of date. Look at the bulbs that have formed...

- Well... I don't see anything.

- Miss Kaya, I am not only a princess, I am also the daughter of a great winemaker... I know wine like I know the fingers on my hand...

- Okay... I see. Says the young woman, with a neutral voice.

- You will replace me for 3 months... You must know everything I know, talk like I talk, walk like I walk and you must even eat like me...

- Let's not get the food involved, please...

- You must be me... You must be me in the greatest of perfections because you will not only lie to the sultan, you will also lie to my parents...