So, I'm mad! It deleted some of the words off of chapter seven, but you guys didn't seem to mind so I'm going to skip to the styling and interview. Love you guys <3
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Sydney's POV
He looked at me with a knowing look and I sighed and turned away. "Okay, so maybe you're brother isn't the nicest person."
Colton sighed heavily and leaned towards me. I turned my head to look into his amber eyes and saw he was staring into mine then back at my lips. Leaning in he brushed his lips over mine as his hand crept up to my ponytail and pulled it back slightly. Groaning out, I was surprised as he pulled away and moved back to lean against the island. Just as he did the door swung open and Alek walked in.
"What's going on in?" Alek looked between us with a raised eyebrow.
"Just getting her some eye drops. She got soap in her eyes while she was in the tub," Colton looked at his brother and then back to me before pushing off the island to leave.
I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat and looked at Alek who was staring at me. Getting off the sink, I cleared my throat and looked at him. "Ready to leave?" I tried walking past him, but he grabbed my arm and slung me back to the sink.
Catching myself before my back could hit the counter I looked up at him with big eyes. Standing up and fixed my clothing and didn't dare to move as my chest rose and fell slowly.
"Let me explain something to you. I have this whole entire house wired with cameras so I can see what everyone is doing every waking moment. Let me catch you with my brother again. I don't care if he started it, I'm finishing it, you're my fiance," he moved closer to me gripped my chin softly, "Do you understand me?"
I nod as I looked into his eyes and saw something. As soon as it came was as soon as it was gone.
"We need to go. You have to get ready and then we have to do the interview." He let his hand travel down my throat, down my shoulder, and to my hand to lace our fingers together.
Is this man bipolar or what?
I didn't realize he was pulling me into the living room until I heard his voice announcing that we were ready to leave. He continued to pull me out the door as everyone followed behind us. The family got into three black SUVs that were waiting for us. We ended up heading some where across town to a studio. I still had no idea of what show we were going to be on.
"Hey, Alek. You never told me who's show we were going to be on," I looked at him and watched as he grinned.
"Look outside and you'll see,"
My eyes grew big as I saw the big studio name Kiki Diagio and freaked out. I loved her show. She is one of the realist females out here, she's gay, but I could care less because she's perfect. She's been in a whole bunch of movies, but she is best know for her tv show the Diagio Show. I'm so excited.
"We are here. Now listen, everyone, when we get inside you need to go to where the people direct you to and you two," Alek turned to look at Zane and Annabell, "Behave or else."
They both nodded and soon the doors were open. Everyone was being pulled left and right. I happened to get paired with an amazing stylist and beautician. The stylist name was Coco and was about 5'2 but was the most adorablist thing I've ever seen. The stylist name was Tyrone and if you are wondering he is a guy, but he's one of the top hair stylists on the west and east coast.
"Hello, hello, hello! You must be Sydney, I'm Tyrone, nice to meet you," he said as he grabbed my hand and led me to a chair,"This is where a lot of your time will be spent for right now. You will also be seeing a lot of me as I am your personal stylist." He stated as he flipped his dreads that were long.
I looked at him with wide eyes and smiled a little as we walked into the building in headed into a room. It was set up like beauty shop on one side and the other was showered with different types of clothes.
"Come over here sweety, hair, nails, and toes first, then you can get dress." Tyrone gently took my arm and led me to the washing area and tapped the seat. "Sit babe."
I did as told and closed my eyes, ready for the warm water to spray into my hair and wash the edge control I had put in it early. As soon as he was done he got a towel and began to dry my hair. Weird right? I was expecting him to force me under the hair dryer, but he said my hair would be perfect curly. After he finished towel drying it, he began to section it off and put oil on my scalp then wrap the section in flexie rods.
"Alright. All done. COCO," he screamed out as he put a cap on my head as he led me over to her.
Coco popped her head out of a section I didn't even know existed and smiled. "Is she ready?"
Tyrone just gave her a nod and her grin grew bigger. "Alright, are you ready to see your dress. It's simple, but you will love it."
I shrugged my shoulders and nodded and was shocked beyond this world as she stepped out with a maroon body con dress that was silky and had 3/4 sleeves. She also picked out a pair of black opened toe shoes which mean I had to get my toes done.
"Here. Put theses on and hurry woman," she said as she handed me the items and led me to a dressing room.
I quickly got dressed into the items and spun in front of the mirror as I adored how I like. The dress showed off all my curves, especially my waist, ass, and breasts. Walking back out to them I did another a spin and was greeted with a round of applause and even a finger snap from Coco.
"We are wasting time. Come so I can do your nails," Tyrone said as he grabbed me and pulled back to the other side. He sat me down in a chair and pulled out fake nails. It took over an hour for him to finish both my nails and toes and for them dry. Soon they got started on my makeup and taking my hair down and before I knew it I was ready.
There was a knock on the door and I stood up and went to answer it only to find it was Alek looking off to the side at something.
"Hey, is she ready yet? I wasn't expecting it to take this long." He obviously still wasn't paying attention because he hadn't notice I had answered.
I leaned back on one of my heels and made sure to keep my balance as I took him before answering him. He had on a red shirt with black jeans and a pair of work shoes. His hair was not gelled up and was neatly out of control. I cleared my throat causing him to look at me and his reaction was amazing.
Alek eyes grew wide before setting back in place, looking me over again he ran his tongue against the bottom of his lip before nodding in approval. "Thank you Coco and Tyrone, but the show starts in about 10 minutes."
They both nodded at him as he took my hand and pulled me to the stage where they were fitting us for microphones.
"Now listen. Let me do the talking and any questions they have that I don't answer you better become the world's best story teller and make something up. Got me?" He raised an eyebrow and I nodded. "They're starting, they'll calls us in a second."
"Welcome everyone!" Kiki Diago's voice ranged through the speakers and everyone cheered for her. "We are glad to have the multi-billionaire Aleksandr Sidorov here today with us. He also brought someone special he wanted the world to meet. That's right! His fiance Sydney Barts soon to be Sidorov. From what I've seen she's beautiful. Will everyone give them a round of applause as they come out," she beckoned for us and as soon as we stepped out onto the stages we were greeted with screaming.
This should be an interesting interview...
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Don't kill me for the errors but I've had writers lazy syndrome. It's where you know what you wanna write, but you're toooo lazy to do it. So enjoy this and I'll post again ASAP. Promise. Next in the interview with questions. Might go back and expand this chapter so loooook out. Love you guys and guess what?! WE ARE AT 12k. WOOT WOOT!
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RomanceSydney Bart's life was a ticking time bomb. Crushed under the weight of student loans, her mother's mounting hospital bills, and the debt her father left behind, she found herself with no way out. At 18, she made a choice-a choice that paid the bill...