Release. *A Letitia Wright FanFic*

5.

Harper smiled as her flight descended into L.A. It was beautiful, the sun never seemed to disappoint in Southern California. Although Daaria insisting on her taking a later flight stopped her from seeing the city her first day there, she was still thrilled to be away from New York for a while. Harper walked into her hotel room, plopping onto her plush king-size bed. Her heart couldn't stop pounding with excitement as she let out a joyful shriek. She did a quick room tour, eyeing the fully stocked mini-bar. There was no way she could afford the astronomical prices but this was not only a work trip, it was also her mini vacation, and she deserved a little fun, right? Besides, all purchases would be put on Daaria's tab. She popped open the mini bottle of Jack Daniel's and took it straight wincing at the burning throat sensation it left. She was far from a spirit drinker but when in rome! A moment passed before she grabbed her phone to text Gregory and her mother that she had landed safely. Her phone buzzed with notifications as she switched her airplane mode off. Most of them were miscellaneous except one from her mother, an email from Daaria and another that caught her eye.

I know things ended badly but I wish we could talk. Please respond to me.

She quickly exited the text chat feeling a tightness in her chest. Memories began to flood her senses...

"Harper, baby wait! Let me explain..." Landon spoke. She hadn't heard a word he said, all she saw was red. She raced over to her sister Harmony who was standing at her bedside gripping the silky fabric she was trying to shield her bare body behind, striking her with a back handed slap. "Harper!!" Landon yelled, still naked. "Are you fucking kidding me you weak ass bitch!!" She yelled, grabbing her sister by her hair. Harmony cried out, trying to break free from her sisters grip. "Harper please! I'm sorry, please!" Those words meant nothing to her as she dragged her sister's naked body across the bedroom carpet. She felt Landons arms tighten round her midriff as he attempted to break her away. "Get the fuck off me! I should kill both of you muthafuckas!" She hissed, tears now cascading down her face....

She checked the message her mother had left distracting her mind,

Good luck in Los Angeles, my love. I am so proud of you. I love you! You deserve this. Remember how hard you have worked.

She replied,

Thank you, mom! I love you more!

She wanted to ask her mother if she'd known about the wedding all this time but decided not to. After hitting send she opened the chat between her and Gregory, she couldn't wait to tell him how extravagant her hotel room was. Mainly about the jacuzzi bathtub that had a built-in television and LED lights. She couldn't wait to soak away her life's stressors in all that luxury.

The hotel here is AMAZING!! It's exactly what I needed. The Bathtub is a jacuzzi!!!

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Annnd just like that I'm jealous. You're lucky I love you and know how much you deserve this! A tub fit for a QUEEN!

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LOL! I can't thank you enough for believing in me!

Harper glanced around her suite one more time before checking her email from Daaria. The little red flag marked "URGENT" gave her a bit of a queasy feeling. Was everything okay? Has something happened? Did Letitia think it was Lana from G&G styling her again and was furious? No. No, everything was fine. She opened the email and read it carefully:

To: Harper Sullivan
CC: Lana Davenport
From: Daaria Jackson, C.E.O

Greetings!
I hope you have landed safely and are settling in well. I have sent over everything you will need to accomplish your goal during your time there. Please proceed to the attached file regarding location and setup. Make G&G the designer label the world will not forget.