chapter 1

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As I stood before the corridor outside my office window, sipping my coffee, I begin to think back to all the things that have happened to me throughout my life. I had such a "great life" (sarcasm), but I'm still scarred. Sometimes I wish I could just go back in time and tell my parents how I really felt about them, I miss them, but in can't change that now..they're long gone (sigh). I close my eyes and inhale the sweet air of New York city when suddenly two old hands grab my waist ...Its my husband unfortunately. Why can't he just leave me alone. As I was still ranting in my head he brought me back to reality when he asked me if I was ready for the ball tonight at our house and of course I said yes. That ball will bring me to one of the thugs that raped me and I was prepared to kill him. Now all I was waiting for was for this filthy old man to get his hands off my skin....its irritating. I sigh in frustration as he keeps kissing my hands when suddenly there's a knock at  the door. I say a come in as my husband walks out not before giving me a kiss and I smile at him but of course I don't mean it. As I hear the door close, I hear my assistant greet me and I greet her back. She tells me I have a meeting with the marketing department concerning the new CELLAR fashion line we're launching and I'm supposed to be there in the next 10 minutes. I tell her Okay and sit on my chair, I take some files containing some important designs needed for the line and hand them over to her. She collects it as if its the first time I'm giving her something to hold for me with so much carefulness. I don't take shit from nobody. I walk out and immediately I'm followed by eight bodyguards and my assistant. I walk to my favourite conference room and immediately everyone in the room stands up which includes my marketing team(50 people), My fashion team consisting of the best and only the best people(69), and of my husband who also stands up. They all keep standing as I stand....then I finally sit down and they all sit. The first team to present was my fashion team which I'm among. The meeting goes on for about 3 hours. I turn to left and catch a glimpse of my assistant trying her best not to fall asleep...but she failed to keep her eyes open. 
        The meeting held for  over after 5 hours and he weren't done. I checked the time and it was 3:30pm I had to go get ready for the ball. I got up and asked one of guards to wake my assistant up.
        I walk out of the conference room and go back to my office with my people trailing after me. I walk into my office and get my bag and all the things I need and walk out. I get into my limo and I'm taken back to the Mansion almost castle. As I reach the mansion, I greeted by my maids and lots of lights and decorations. I give the my bags and walk into the mansion and straight into my room. My husband and I have separate rooms and I prefer it that way. He's not actually a gold digger, he's just old but he understands me more than anybody else.
     I walk in and go straight into my walk in closet. I pick up the box and bring it to my bed, I open and take out the gold dress and blood red heels and place them on my bed. The ball starts by 7:30. I get into the tub and have a 1 hour bath before washing up. I brush my teeth, dry my hair. And i walk back to my closet and see my best friend waiting to do my makeup. I hug him because its been like forever since I saw him, yes he's a guy named coal.
       Hey laila he greeted in his usual happy attitude. We talked while he was doing my make up which I had no idea what he was doing since it was a surprise. When he was done, it was already 5:20, I looked in the mirror and I couldn't believe it was me standing there, I looked like a goddess.  I had smoky black eye shadow with a bit of gold to match my dress  and blood red lips .I decided to go and get something to eat from the kitchen. Normally I would call them to bring it up since I'm so anti social. But today was different.
          I walked down the stairs and I was impressed by all the decorations, since it was Christmas season, there was a lot of gold and Green. I walked around the mansion in my robe before going to the kitchen.
       When I arrived, I was greeted by the kitchen staff. I walked to the eldest Mateo and asked him for something light before the Christmas ball. He told me I had to wait a little bit in the  dining, so I left and went to the dining.                       As I was almost there, one my guards informed me that one of the families had arrived early. They were the Mohammed's visiting from Italy. I decided I should go greet them since it was their first time coming.
             I went to the living room and there they were. And I suddenly remembered I just in a robe with nothing under except for underwear and it was transparent. I greeted them.
   Hello Mr and Mrs Mohammad, I'm Laila Black, the wife. They greeted me back with a friendly hug from the wife and a handshake from the husband. They introduced me to their children.
       Mrs laila, these are my kids Adam(14),  Alan (19), Laila(6) and Ibrahim who is still outside, he's 37 and not married the mother told me. Which kept me wondering how did this man look like. I'm sure he's as handsome as his father.
    

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