Integral awoke to find only sunshine where Arthur had lay the night before. She pulled the sheet up to her chest and looked around the bedroom. He hadn't left any indication of whether or not she was going to get paid for the night before. This caused her to frown.
"Miss?" a voice said from the door and Integral turned to look at a young man, dressed finely and looking at her with a smirk. He held a silver breakfast tray that contained tea and what looked like a letter. Integral blushed and covered herself with the sheet a bit more. The boy didn't seem to mind. He approached her and set the tray before her, bowing.
"He didn't say that he had a son," Integral said to the boy and looked him over.
"He doesn't. I'm the butler," the young man smiled and turned on his heel, leaving the room as quietly as he had come. Integral looked the tray over.
The tea was jasmine and Integral liked it very much. She sipped from the tea cup as she read what Arthur had written her. He asked for her to meet him in his office. She was to dress and ask Walter (the butler) to escort her.
Integral read and re-read the letter in Arthur's messy scrawl and smiled. This man Arthur Hellsing was quite nice. He was kind and gentle and only seemed to want to be nice to her. Integral could never say that the same was true of all men. She climbed off the bed and dressed quickly, going to the bedroom door when finished and found Walter waiting for her.
"You're Walter?" She asked and smiled.
"Ma'am," he nodded and beckoned her to follow him down a long hallway.
To Integral they seemed to walk forever and when they finally reached their destination Walter opened the door and bowed. "Arthur Hellsing will see you now."
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Arthur stood up from the desk he was seated at and walked around it. Integral was sure he had been speaking with someone but he was the only one in the room. She walked past Walter and into the room to meet Arthur. He smiled wide at her. In the light of day he looked even more dashing. Integral smiled back at him.
"Integral. You look dazzling," he told her and kissed her hard on the lips. "Even more so in the light."
"One could say the same for you."
Arthur smiled at the whore before him and carefully he took her small hand in his. "You're amazing, Integral," he told her and kissed her cheek. "Which is why I have a proposition for you."
"You do?" Oh no, thought Integral, here comes the 'I can't pay you' speech.
"I want you to be my girlfriend."
"Excuse me?" Integral looked at him and rose and eyebrow. Her brown eyes were more than quizzical and Arthur thought it made her look amazing.
"I want you to be my girlfriend and if you refuse then I will pay you right now, but if you agree and decide that you like me then I'm not going to pay you."
"Yes and what if I don't like you in the end?"
"Then I will pay you… oh, a few thousand pounds," Arthur smiled at her and nodded to her.
Integral looked at him and her eyes widened. A few thousand Pounds? Well, that would be worth it, but she wasn't sure why this man was so obsessed with her in particular. He was handsome and friendly, so there were really hardly any caveats to being his 'girlfriend'. Why her though? How was she any different than another whore on the street? How could she even trust this man?
He gave her a smile that betrayed everything.
"Okay. I'll be your girlfriend," Integral relented.
"You won't regret it," Arthur said and kissed her hand, the second most chivalrous thing he'd done for her.
