Hearts of Gold

Chapter 1

How it started

This is not her choice. Well, it is, but not first. What woman would sell her body voluntarily? She thought, as she straightened out her outfit for the night. At the back of her mind is the nagging thought of why the hell does she fix her dress, she'll be naked the whole night anyway. She has no choice. Her father is sick and her lack of degree did not warrant for her to have a lucrative job with a good pay, even insurance, at the least. When she was 18, her father was diagnosed of leukemia. For the first year, their insurance covered his medication, but soon, the illness progressed, he stopped working, and they were living through their savings, which was exhausted pretty fast due to his medication. Her mom started working as a grade school teacher, and the family's earnings barely got her through high school. The doctors said that it's not too late for him to have a full recovery if he is able to receive adequate medical attention.

Brittany held back the tears knowing water works won't alleviate their financial condition as the driver took a turn which leads them to a quitter street. The firm has drivers to send and pick up their employees said drivers also act as collectors to ensure that payment is received from the client. Clients pay in cash so to avoid the risk of being caught by their spouse. Brittany thought bitterly. Men are pigs, especially rich ones. But she took advantage of this knowledge and decided that selling her body would pay more. She just turned 20, and as a barely legal girl, she is highly demanded, especially that she is a virgin. One of the girls in the firm said that clients pay a large sum if they are the ones to deflower them. Sure her hymen was broken due to all the stunts she pulled in the cheerios, but technically, she is still a virgin, right?

She joined the firm a couple of days ago, and now, they are driving to her first client, who paid to be the one to deflower her. A few minutes and they were at a huge gate. It's more of a modern mansion than a house. The driver spoke to the intercom and they were let in. They stopped at the front door and a guy in tight slacks and an equally tight dress shirt is waiting. She took a deep breath and opened the car. "I'll pick you up tomorrow at 9AM". The driver said and drove off, leaving Brittany to her first client.

Lopez Mansion | Two days ago

"Kurt! Kurt!" Two boys ran towards Kurt Hummel, the butler of the Lopez Mansion.

"We have an awesome idea for Tana's birthday!"

"And hello to you too boys, how was school?" the butler asked sarcastically as the boys again lauded him with their antics.

"Hey…. Anyway, it would be so awesome! Tana's gonna love it"

"And she'll get us front row tickets to the Super Bowl!"

Both boys were giddy as they dragged the small man into the study to discuss the birthday gift they plan to give Santana.

"Enough, enough, so, now that you got me to sit down, what it is that you want?" He raised a perfectly manicured brow as he questioned the boys.

"A hooker!"/"An escort!"

They sang in unison. Kurt coughed unceasingly. He is shock at what the boys are thinking, but he still thought it is funny how they both find themselves in trouble most of the times. And Santana is always the one to save the day that's why these boys are so damn spoiled.

"Hello!" The boy in a flannel quirked his brows at Kurt for his lack of reaction.

"Mason Lopez, I never thought the day will come that you will succumb to this tasteless way of thinking!" of the twins, he is usually the more reserved. He thinks and analyzes too much before doing something. Too much for his own good‑that he often is left out from the fun everyone is having back at their boarding school. Then again, he is very cunning, and when he pranks anyone who had been mean to him, it was so diabolical. Usually, he is not caught, but when he is, due to the gravity of his misdeed, Santana have to pull strings to get him out of trouble. "Hey I will never do such a thing, but"

"It's my brilliant idea!" The boy in a t shirt cut off proudly. Liam Lopez is the more boisterous of the two. If both were caught in a mess which involves physical fighting, he is usually the author. He is out spoken and he won't take no for an answer. And the lovely traits of these boys are combined in their older cousin, Santana Lopez.

"No. We are not getting Santana ‑"

"a hooker"/ " an escort" both finished his sentence and giggled.

(Yeah, they giggled, and guess who said which term)

"Enough you two!" Honestly, these two are getting out of hand. Kurt thought of a way to get out of this in one piece. "You are not getting Santana a hooker for her birthday! Because A. She will fire me, B. After firing me, she will torture both of you in a dungeon under this house, which I am sure she had built for occasions such as these and seriously, an escort for Santana, the Santana Lopez? I will have you know that the Miss will never allow such a thing!"

They were so engrossed in their argument that they did not footsteps, walking towards them. "I don't thing Tana's against hookers, besides, she sleeps around. A hooker will just… I don't know… Do it professionally?" Puck said, also trying to convince himself as he took a seat comfortably across Kurt.

"Puck!" The boys acknowledged him enthusiastically while the tone of Kurt's voice was in dismay.

"See. I told you Tana would want one!" Mason deducted.

"Santana does not sleep around, she works a lot, and how could she sleep a lot?" Liam questioned.

"Mas, please clue your brother in while the adults talk."

The boys went out the study leaving Puck and Kurt to discuss. Puck is Santana's best friend, who happens to be another cousin.

"Noah. Don't even start. You know Santana is too classy for that! And imagine the diseases she will be exposed to!" Kurt said phasing.

"Oh come on man! She needs to get laid! How long has it been since she dated anyone?! She's getting too uptight for her own good!" He leaned back and crossed his arm, trying to find a strong argument.

He sighted the collection of books covering the walls, and heck! They are in the study!

"The other day, I overheard her talking to someone on the phone. From what I gathered, she's arranging for tutors for the boys during the spring break."

Kurt's lack of reply allowed him to continue.

"You hated it when Uncle Alex made her stay in this study every day during vacations, and now she is turning to someone like him." Kurt remembered the summer 10 years ago.

"Puck, don't mention the dead. I promised Santana I will not let her turn into someone like him." He was still in reverie of the events that fateful summer's day.

"Then don't let her." As much as he wants to keep Santana safe, his promise to her comes first.

"I would only agree if you make sure such escort is decent and clean, and if Santana does not like her, then she will be out of the house the instance."

"Done!" He smirked basking in his victory. Sure, the argument he brought forward digs deep, but hey, he can't let his cousin be a stuck up snob too, not on his watch!

"I'll make the arrangements!"

They heard rattling outside the study, and a few seconds later, the boys fell as the door was pushed open due to their weight. Liam was on top of Mason.

"Get off me you big baby!" He pushed him off but Liam started to wrestle him.

"Hey! No sneaking around the house!" Puck called out and run towards them, joining their brawl.

Kurt just rolled his eyes.

"Gee, I wonder from whom they got this habit."

Present day | Lopez Mansion

"Welcome! I'm Kurt Hummel, the Butler. Gosh I sound so cliché!" He giggled and rolled his eyes at himself.

Brittany scrunched her brows, amused at the young man.

Upstairs, in the game room, Liam heard the car and the door.

"She's here! She's here!" He rushed outside, and the Mason came after him, but just as they were passing by Puck's room, he grabbed them both.

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