A I S L I N G
I walk myself up to this huge modern mansion Alessio has sent me to. I debated questioning why he hasn't said anything to me about owning a home that's full of strippers but it is for their well being and I think that was just the envy talking.
I actually really like that Alessio has done this for them. Despite what he may think, there really is good in him.
A tall, extremely gorgeous brunette woman opens up the door and runs out to meet me. Her chocolate brown curls bounce around, framing the honey tinted skin on her face. She looks at me with interest, her pretty blue eyes sparkling in contrast.
"Hi, I'm Jess! Aisling, right?"
"That's me." I nod with a slight smile.
"Come inside, Brit is still packing some things, and I really apologize for the huge mess. It was...well let's just say, chaotic, today." She leads me inside and it's immediately glaringly obvious what she meant by chaotic.
If I'm being honest, it looks like a rerun of bad girls club in here. There is a large staircase with a balcony looking over the entryway at the top hallway. Clothes are hanging off the rails. Makeup, toiletries and accessories are jumbled in scattered messes all over the floor. Screaming voices raise from the living area, Jess rushes towards the sounds and I follow curiously.
"You fucking bitch! What makes you think it's okay to say shit like that about anyone's family! That shit is not okay Amy!" A petite light skinned brunette screams at a tall blonde girl with horrendous blue streaks in her hair. Just then, the blonde –Amy, apparently– swings at the brunette, who ducks it with ease, and a smirk.
"Did you really think I was gonna be laughing when you did this to my fucking hair?! This is not a fucking prank Britney, this is just pissing me the fuck off. Like seriously, how old are you." She says while simultaneously taking a couple steps back from Britney, who just scoffs loudly.
"Well clearly it got to you and I didn't have to put in much effort. I hope you've learned a lesson about speaking on someone's family like that.
"Yeah. Yeah. I think we've all established you both went too fucking far. Britney, finish getting your shit together. Your ride is here." Jess announces, cutting them off, both the girls heads now snap in my direction.
"So this is the girl. Huh?" The blonde one asks, which is off putting to me because, hi bitch, I'm right here. The other one snorts a laugh, shaking her head while she grabs her things.
"I'm what girl?" I blink, waiting.
"The one that stole Alessio from Stella." Actually, what the fuck did I walk into? I'm almost ready to snap at her when Jess does instead.
"Jesus christ Amy! What the hell is wrong with you?! Hasn't today said enough about that loud mouth of yours? You need to learn when to shut the fuck up!" Jess yells.
The light skinned brunette is now dying from laughter on the other side of the room. "Amy, you are so fucking stupid, it's comical. Even Stella knew shit was never going anywhere with him for her. Shut the fuck up because you're embarrassing yourself, and Stella." She rolls a suitcase over, a backpack over her shoulders and a cute handbag on her arm. "Hi, I'm Britney, but you can call me Brit. Don't mind Amy, she's just annoying."

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Two Worlds (18+)
Action24 Year old Aisling "Scott" abruptly moves to New York City to start anew after attaining her MBA. Aisling is a complete badass, she is a tough, confident, and highly independent woman. She's an over thinker who is always on guard. Her family could...