The alphas daughter

These lights never go out preveiw

I enter the one of the tallest buildings in all of New York City, you know the one with the blue lights that never go out? Yep. That's my business.
Your probably wondering, "how could a 17 year old girl run such a big business?" Well I'll answer that for you.
I'm one of the most intelligent people in the city, I graduated high-school at just the young age of 14.
"Good morning ivory" I walk over to her desk and I hug her.
"Morning Hannah" she hugs me back.
"How was the meeting?"
"It went wonderfully, just as I planned" I grin.
"So I'm guessing you got the business?"
"Correct my dear" I smile proudly.
"Maya would be so proud of you" she laughs.
"I know, I wish she was here to hear this" I confess.
Maya passed away two years ago, she was like my best friend but older.
She would help me organize and plan out the business.
"Alright" she pulls sits back down in front of the computer.
"I'm pretty sure you have some work to get back to" she finishes.
"I sure do" I say goodbye and I head to the elevator.
When I step in it asks me to scan my eyes because I don't really want anyone to break into my penthouse.
It's happened before and I don't plan on it happening a second time.
When I reach the top floor (level 67) I get out the elevator and I walk into my penthouse.
"Good morning miss.Portman" the walls greet me.
I think you might presume I'm insane to be talking to walls.
I have a smart house you see, like the ones that are in movies where they talk to you and do whatever you tell them to do.
"Good morning" I reply.
"Any requested songs?"
"Yes, love me like you do by Ellie goulding" I try my best to sound it out perfectly so it can understand me....sometimes it wants to be Siri.
When the song starts to play I sing along.
I know the song by heart.
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I grab my tv remote and I switch the input to Netflix and I grab my vinilla Swiss almond ice-cream.
You see, I never really had any work to do...I'm not the perfect girl you thought I was.
I'm completely different.
I'm hannah Portman.