Filed to story: That Campus Prince Is a Girl
The concierge opened the door, and a single expensive black leather shoe touched down on the marble floor.
The man stepped out, his tall and commanding presence making him instantly stand out from everyone else.
He strode confidently into the hotel lobby, and the moment he walked in, his eyes landed on a woman coming toward him with a polished, professional smile.
But as soon as she got a clear look at his face, her eyes for a split second. She quickly put her professional smile back on.
It was Britney Watson, dressed in the hotel’s lobby manager uniform-a crisp white shirt, a sleek black pencil skirt, black stockings, and black heels.
She looked sharp and professional.
“Mr. Yates, what a coincidence,” Britney said, flashing her perfect eight-tooth smile.
She was stunning. But it wasn’t just her looks; as someone in the service industry, she had a natural warmth and charm that made her easy to talk to.
Right now, she was nothing like the broken, desperate woman she’d been just a month ago.
Gavin didn’t bother with small talk. He cut straight to the chase. “Ms. Watson, care to have a word?”
Britney blinked in mild surprise. “Mr. Yates/you’re here for me?”
Gavin just arched an eyebrow, giving nothing away.
Britney looked around the lobby and said, “Mr. Yates, just a sec.”
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Britney headed to the front desk and gave a few quick instructions. She led Gavin to a small meeting room in the business center
“Mr. Yates, please, have a seat,” Britney said politely, handing him a bottle of water.
“Thanks,” Gavin said, taking it. His well-defined fingers wrapped around the bottle, but he didn’t drink.
His gaze quietly settled on Britney, scrutinizing her. His eyes were unapologetically direct.
As the lobby manager, Britney had met all kinds of people. But Gavin’s intense gaze made her feel a bit uneasy.
She smiled and asked, “Mr. Yates, is there something you wanted to talk about?”
Gavin said, “Ms. Watson, I’ve got a pretty good offer for you.”
Britney asked, “What?”
Gavin said, “Marry me, and I’ll help you get your revenge.”
Britney was completely floored. Her eyes flew open in shock. ‘Did I just hear that right?’ she thought, barely able to believe her own ears.
She really had crossed the line with Gavin before. At that time, she was so numb and hopeless inside that nothing mattered to her anymore, which was why she acted out so impulsively.
Now that she’d regained her composure, Gavin’s words genuinely surprised her.
Seeing the shock on her face, Gavin said again, “Ms. Watson, I mean it. I need a wife, and you need someone to help you get your revenge. It’s a simple deal-we each get what we want. So, what do you say?”
Britney couldn’t help but stare at Gavin’s good looks. “Mr. Yates-“
“Call me Gavin,” he cut her off.
Britney hesitated for a moment, then obliged. “Gavin, with everything you have going for you, even if you’re in a hurry to get married, you could have your pick of anyone. Why me?”
Gavin fell silent for a while before replying in a calm tone, “Because I find you pretty easy on the eyes.”
What he didn’t say and the only one out of all the women who had ever thrown themselves at him, Britney was the only one he actually found attractive.
I ever managed to steal a kiss from him.
Britney was speechless. ‘So just being easy on the eyes is enough to be marriage material?’ she thought to herself,
Seeing Britney stay quiet, Gavin asked again, “What do you
Britney smiled and said, “I think it’s just too sudden.” think?”
Gavin shifted in his seat, his handsome face unreadable as he fixed her with a deep, intense gaze. “Think it over and give me your answer before midnight tonight.”
Britney was at a loss for words. ‘Midnight tonight?’ she thought in disbelief. ‘Why is he in such a hurry?”
Gavin held out his hand to her across the black conference table. “Give me your phone.”
Britney wasn’t even sure what she was thinking. She just unlocked her phone and handed it over without a word.
Gavin immediately dialed his own number, hung up, and handed the phone back to her. “Don’t forget to call me.”
With that, he stood up, gave her a slight nod, and walked out.
Britney held her phone, staring at the number at the top of her call log, her mind still blank.
Gavin had swept in and out so fast. The whole thing had lasted less than ten minutes. It felt like a dream.
Through the glass, Britney watched as his tall figure walked away, biting her lip. This wasn’t a dream. It was real.
That night, she really had thought about sleeping with Gavin. It was crazy. Just like Gavin said, she had to admit that she found him pretty attractive, too.
She wouldn’t have gone home with him otherwise. But marriage was just crazy.
For the rest of the day, Britney found herself distracted at work.
Sometimes her mind replayed Gavin and the things he’d said; other times, all she could picture was his strikingly handsome face.
She finally made it to the end of the workday.
Britney changed out of her uniform, bag in hand, as she walked out through the employee exit.
The sun was setting. Everyone around her seemed to be in a hurry. At first glance, they spotted a sleek black Rolls-Royce parked far away
Her coworkers were checking it out, all curious. Britney glanced over, too. That was when she caught sight of the man in the back seat-his profile was strikingly handsome.
Just as she looked over, he turned to look at her too, his eyes calm and distant, locking with her curious gaze.
Britney just stared in disbelief. ‘That’s Gavin,’ she thought, a little dazed. ‘Is he waiting for me?’
Still unsure, Britney decided to walk over and greet him.
Britney stopped in front of the car and called out, “Hi, Gavin.”
Gavin regarded her with a calm expression. “Have you made up your mind?”
Britney was speechless. ‘Didn’t he say I had until midnight?’ she thought.
Seeing Britney stay silent, Gavin spoke up again, “Get in the car.”
Britney asked, puzzled, “Get in the car? What for?”
Gavin said, “I’ll take you home.”
Britney hurriedly said, “No, that’s okay. I live really close. I can just walk home.”
Gavin frowned ever so slightly. “Remember to give me your answer by midnight.”
Britney nodded. “Okay.”
Gavin rolled up the window.
Britney caught her own reflection in the glass. She hadn’t even realized she was smiling a little.
The Rolls-Royce pulled away. Her coworkers gathered around, gossiping excitedly.
“Ms. Watson, who was that guy? He pulled up in a Rolls-Royce. He must be seriously rich.”
“Ms. Watson, he looked super young and really handsome. Is he your boyfriend or something?”
“No way, right? Didn’t she just get dumped? How did she find a new guy so fast?” someone whispered.
Britney fixed her gaze on the person who had whispered for a few seconds, and they quickly looked away. She didn’t say anything, just walked away with her bag in her hand.
At the Yates Manor, Cameron noticed that Gavin spent the whole dinner holding his phone, like he was waiting for someone to call.
Unable to hold back, Cameron finally asked, “Gavin, are you waiting for someone to call you?”
Gavin didn’t try to hide it. He nodded. “Yeah, it was an important call.”
