Alpha's Redemption

2: Surprises and Encounters (Edited)

Came in today, looked at all the comments and reads and was like "DAAAYYYMMM!!!" So yeah, I have an over inflated ego now. Just a fair warning when the planet stops rising around the sun, it was me.

This chapter is kinda a filler so patience. Sexiness coming up soooooonnn. ;)

Desiree is pronounced De-z-ray

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Recap:
The footsteps stop right outside my door. I gulp taking a step backwards as the door swings open. My eyes widen at the image before me.

No. No freakin way.

A loud scream rips from my throat as I make a run for it.

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ALPHA'S REDEMPTION ~ Chap.2

"Lorean!" I scream as I run towards her, ready to grab my close friend since forever (more like four years ago) into a choking hug. Except she had a different greeting in store.

She swung around jumping with shock, yielding a very expensive and painful looking Gadino bag which she probably got from one of her expeditions around the globe. I barely have time to react before the diamond purse came smashing into my nose bringing with it allot of pain. My eyes roll up as I loose my balance letting our a groan as pain exploded from my nose. I find myself toppling backwards and crashing into the carpet. Lorean gasped, when she realized what had happened, both hands covering her agape mouth.

"O my god, I'm so sorry!" She panicked rushing to help my dazed state on the floor.

Beautiful start to a beautiful day.

One bloody nose, a trip to the bathroom sink and an ice pack later, we were sitting on the amber toned couch in my living room.

I'd changed into a more appropriate elbow sleeve length, red silk robe. A string kept it tied around my waist. It had been a present from Lorean a year ago on my 23 birthday. It came with full lingerie that had my face turning cherry red at first glance. The first time I saw the tiny scraps of silk and lace, they looked like something out of a Playboy magazine. I would never dare wear something so revealing. The robe was okay though, a little short cause it ended around mid thigh but at least it covered more skin.

I winced as she pushed my head farther up so the blood wouldn't come down too severely. With her insistence, I had to jam two small folded balls of paper tissue up my bleeding nose.

"Why do I always end up getting hurt everytime I'm with you?" I breath out through my mouth sounding like a two year old suffering with mucus clogged nostrils.

"Because silly, if I don't make your life shit, who will?" She smiled absently pushing her golden locks over her shoulder as she set a cup of streaming coffee on the glass table. I give her a "you suck" look as I take it gratefully enjoying the caffeine.

Lorean (Lori) was my friend ever since we met four years ago in the hospital. She'd come to visit her mom who sadly passed away a week later from breast cancer. We instantly clicked and have since then been great friends despite she was at least four inches talker than me.

She is an international model so no big surprise there. And with one of the biggest modeling agencies currently. With her looks, it's no surprise she started modeling at three. Yes, she was a model at freakin three years old. That's like almost the pre-potty training days.