Chapter 3

- What? I don't understand...

- the king and queen don't know anything... Except my assistant who is the one who found you with the help of your last movie... 

- Oh I see...

- From now on you are a princess... 

- A princess... She said with a dreamy look...

She had nothing of a princess... She hardly spoke of fancy dresses or crowns, she simply spoke of her manners... She hardly acted like a savage but she didn't have refined manners like the woman in front of her either... Mirabelle... Is this what she would have looked like if she had been a princess? She would think she was beautiful... 

- I am Princess Mira-belle... She says with a theatrical air.

- Keep your voice down! And don't ever do that again... It's not like me... 

At least she wouldn't be so strict...

- Anyway, we will have a lot of work to do... She said.

- Work?

- You didn't think I would let you take my place without turning you... Into me? My parents do not spend much time with me but they are not fooled. So... You have a lot to learn in a short time...

- I don't follow you... 

- We have one month to turn you into me... It's short but I'm counting on you to make an effort... 

- uhhhh... 

- Well... Let's go. 

She got up from her seat... Let's go ? They hadn't ordered anything...

- But... We didn't order anything!!!

- Put on something to cover your face... I don't need to be on the front page of the newspaper. 

Kaya covered her face and followed Mirabelle. She walked with such confidence... It was exhausting... The question is whether she could be like her in a month...

- Can I have an advance?

It was out in spite of her... Mirabelle stopped and turned back to her, frowning... She was exaggerating... She had just landed this job and here she was already asking for an advance... Mirabelle shook her head before making big eyes and taking the way of the exit.

- See you tomorrow at 9 o'clock... A car will come to pick you up.

She had said this as she opened the restaurant's exit door... There were a lot of journalists outside... Flashbulbs started flashing and she could hear the questions the journalists were asking. It was the first time it happened to her... And she had always dreamed to live this moment when the journalists would ask her questions about her films or others... She felt a hand pulling her before making her get into a black Bentley... It was Mirabelle...

- The kind of behavior you should not have in front of paparazzi...

- That was no reason to pinch me so hard... It hurts me, you know... She complained while scratching her arm...

- Driver, please take the lady to her apartment.

- Well, majesty... Answered the driver.

They knew her address, there was no doubt about it... They had probably searched her life... Maybe they even knew what color her thong is right now... God... She didn't like that.

- Goodbye, Miss Caravigne... 

- Are we there yet?

- Yes... Get out.

Without asking for help, Kaya got out of the car and when the car started, she stood there watching it drive away... That's when she realized how much her life would change... Princess overnight... Even if it was only for 3 months... As a child, she wanted to be a princess: to wear beautiful dresses, have maids and wear a crown. However, she had had a reality opposite to this little girl's dream... Today, her dream was about to come true. She was going to live in a palace and marry a sultan... She hoped he wasn't old and disgusting or young and fat. As for the fact that she might have to sleep with him, Kaya preferred not to think about it... She was going to have a luxurious life during these 3 months but she was also going to win 3 millions... That was the very definition of winning the lottery... Her phone vibrated in her hand and when she saw the message, the young woman let out a long cry of joy as she jumped up and down starting to draw attention to herself... 100 000! Mirabelle had just given her the advance she had asked for... She stopped, suddenly feeling a little old to be getting so agitated...

She sent a small portion to her mother and put the rest in her stash... She was going to use it to pay her rent... She ordered some food before taking a shower... She was tired but she was rich... 

Rich as Croesus... No need to work in this small restaurant for a pittance anymore. Now she had a real job.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror and imagined herself in a beautiful ball gown...

- How dare you look me in the eye... Let's cut her head off! She said with a perfect imitation.

She tied her hair up in a bun before continuing...

- Allow me to introduce myself... I am Princess Mirabelle of...

What was her last name again? She thought for a moment before remembering that Mirabelle hadn't told her... She would ask her the next day... She could G****e it... She grabbed her phone and accessed the G****e search engine...

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Mirabelle was divine... She was breathtakingly beautiful. Her hair was always well done, not to mention her formal attire... If she had ever been her sister in another life, she would be completely different... Maybe she would have been like her since she would have had a different education than what she received... She saw an article that talked about her wedding but it didn't mention the name of the Sultan... A Sultan... She really had to see him... If he is an old man,... Let's hope he's not an old man. Said the young woman to herself... 

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- So Mom... ?

- The funeral is next week. He's in the morgue... Are you sure you won't come?

- I don't know, mom...

- You might even consider coming back here...

- Oh no, mom, never! I'm not going to leave my little paradise to go back there...

- If you say so... I would love to see you... It's been more than 4 years... I'd like to see if you've grown...

- I'll make sure I come, I promise you nothing...

- Hassen is back, you know... He has a motorcycle and a nice house... 

- Good night mom, Say hi to my little brother. 

- Good night my dear. She said resignedly.

The young woman hung up the call... She remained a moment pensive... Hassen was her first love... They were together for two years and they broke up just before Hassen left for university. She remembers that he had promised never to abandon her but once abroad, he forgot her... 

It was the only time she was in love in her life...

Today, she needed stability with a man. She had wasted two years loving someone who didn't love her and two years waiting for the slightest sign from him... Anyway, she eventually learned her lesson... Love was just a waste of time... And she wasn't going to waste any more time...