I inhale to steady my nerves witch didn't help in the least bit. "smile" I cooed to myself . "Hello, who's at the door? " inquired a cold like business voice. I , shocked, answered " Layla " I felt chills shiver down my back. " you may come in now " she shouted , clearly aggravated. I grasp the cold , bronze , door handle and open the door.
I look to see her standing, papers on hand . " ms. mai , what seems to be troubling you?" I inquire quietly. I carefully study the pictures hanging on the white, porcelain walls, in the pictures Ms.mai looked stunning her long blond hair in ringlet curls , pairl well with her light blue dress. " well Layla did you have anything to say or are you just taking up my time ?" She asked irritated . "Yes ma'am," I snap back to reality "I have 'the book' . " I explain , my voice shaking . " Oh so , may I see it ?" She asked getting happier. I hand her the book , that old, huge book with leather binding falling off the edge of the book ." May I ask you somthing Layla ?" She asked pulling a lond strand of my hair forcing me closer to her . "I ..."
End of prologue
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Black underworld
FantasyLayla is a maid with a secret. As her friends and master travel with her will her secret be reviled...or will the mysterious 'It' catch her before she has the chance. Read to find out . (slower story... Not as action packed as other stories)
