My room was huge and gorgeous. I had a handful of beautiful glass chandeliers. I had my own fireplace. With a couple of gray accent chairs with a little couch. It had a big window wall that led to a balcony. My bed set was white along with gray throw pillows and a blanket at the end. In one corner of the room was a vanity.I walked in the closet and it was hugeeee. Lots of shelves and bars for hangers. In the back of the closet was a mirror that took up most of the wall. Jeez I guessed everyone's closet was this big but theirs were completely filled.
The bathroom was, guess what, also gorgeous. It was also attached to my room like the closest was. The shower was all around glass, the bath tub was separate from the shower to the side. There was a half wall next to the tub. It had a fake fire pit that gave off heat and a medium flat screen above it. I had a double sink and a little closet filled with big towels and hand towels. The bathroom was stocked with shower items, hair tools, there was dental care, tampons, pads, bath bombs, and some other things. Did they prepared this bedroom for me?
I took a deep breath and checked on Maggie to see if she was still asleep. Her eyes were shut and she was snoring a bit. That meant that she was in a deep sleep, but she was now on my bed. I decided to take a shower, once the water was steaming hot I got in. Every shower product was high end. But that didn't surprise me because look where I'm living now.
After I was done I got dressed in sweatpants and a plain black t-shirt. I blew dried my hair and by the time I looked at the clock it was 2pm. I got in bed next to Maggie because that 8 hour flight killed both of us. We both drifted off to sleep. Maggie got up and started to lightly bark, it was followed with a faint knock on the door. It was now 7pm. I opened the door to see my father.
"Hey Papa what's up?"
"Hey honey, did I wake you up?"
"Well technically Maggie did."
"I was going to ask you if you wanted something to eat but why don't you go back to sleep. Do you want my maid to take the dog out to go to the bathroom?"
"No I do want food but can I eat it here please?And yes please she'll probably need to go potty." I usually wouldn't let anyone take Maggie out but I was exhausted.
A little middle age women crept up from behind my dad
"Hello my name is Giulia. Can I have the dog dear?"
"Yes of course, can you just bring her back here please."I asked sweetly.
"Yes I will."
"Thank you so much Guiulia. Means a lot." With that she took Maggie and left.
"You are still a sweet pea," My dad said. Sweet pea is what my parents called me when I was younger.
The maid dropped off Maggie then gave me dinner. As the food went into my mouth I realized how hungry and thirsty I was. I scarfed my food down in minutes. I packed Maggie's food so she was eating her dinner and drinking water out of her bowls. Once we drank and ate everything we got in bed and knocked out.
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Dangerous Living
RomanceTwenty Four year old Juliet Gallo lives in NYC with her dog Maggie. It's been a year since her mother passed away from cancer. In need of desperate help she calls her dad who left her in NYC when she was a teen. He ended up moving to Italy. Her dad...