Cold, Heartless, and a Player, are some of the few words to describe Brett Ishov. He is also the biggest Mafia in the planet not to mention most feared. He doesn't believe in the word love. He has no time for it either.
Alexis Grande the shy go...
I groaned and was feeling around for my phone. Memories from yesterday came back to me like a wave. Not wanting to believe it was true I shot up in my bed and looked around. Actually, It wasn't even my bed. Taking the comforter in between my fingers and rubbing the soft silk, I gasped. I knew exactly where I was.
No one was crazy enough to order one hundred of the most expensive comforters in the world beside one person, Brett Ishov. Finding myself feeling sick I looked around the room in a rush. Some how I managed to find the white door to the bathroom. The toilet wasn't very far ahead either, I opened the lid and threw up everything in my stomach.
When done, I sighed and sat down on the floor slowly. I let everything sink in before getting up and looking in the reflection in front of me. And only one thought ran in my mind, I was to work for Brett Ishov.
I cringed and turned off the light and walked out of the bathroom. Turning on the light to the room I saw a dresser and a closet.
'Well, if I am going to be living here forever might as well make myself comfortable.' I said mumbling in my head.
Dreading the fact that I would probably have to wear something skimpy and something showing lots of skin, I was shocked for what I saw in the closet. There it was, clothes that I had only dreamed of wearing. Clothes that I thought I would never have.
I was confused, I looked through and saw most of this stuff was from Chanel. My eyes closed for a moment.
'Why would Brett do this? In fact I have never even had a full conversation with this man, let alone had a good glimpse at him.'
I turned away the thought and looked through the clothes and shoes. Finding the perfect outfit I sighed and looked in the body length mirror. Thinking I was going to look gross like I always do, something was different. These clothes matched and looked good with the tone of my skin.
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Never having friends, I never knew what it was like to have someone tell you what to wear, or do your make up, have sleepovers, laugh with, any of it. Since I did not have friends, I was shy to everyone or anything. Remembering I had my phone when I woke up I looked for it in the silk sheets.
Finding it i sighed. I turned it on and saw I had no service. Angry I threw it down on the floor, but with such a great case it did not break.
Running a hand through my hair I gave a frustrated sigh.
'Ugh, I can't even text anyone to see if they are looking for me or if my brother could rescue me, not like he would.' I said.
Frustrated I ran a hand through my brownish and blackish hair and laid back down. About to fall asleep again, I heard something getting stuck through the door knob and the door turned. Scared I hid under the sheets not daring to see who entered. I felt the sheets glid off my body but I didn't open my eyes. I waited....
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Ahhhhhh! First chapter of my first book! I know you guys may be very confused, everything will be cleared up later! (In the next Chapter!)
Anyways I am so excited to be having you guys reading this book!
