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I feel an update of Players Prayer coming along. Carbon copy requires more think time. Cause it'll be ending in a few chappies cause I wanna strengthen it and add some longevity since I decided it would be my ebook pilot. Yess. Carbon Copy will be rereleased and much more complex than this edition. There may even be an alternate ending. But I can say one thing...theres a strong possibility for a sequel. Geesh I'm way off topic. Anyhow, just wanted say thank you to those of you who are taking this journey through the mind of a 15 year old SecciChic. I know the story isn't deep or thrilling but without it there'd be no Vixen or Carbon Copy. Now I'm rambling so I'll let you read now.
"Child, eat something; you're getting skinnier by the day." Angalese said, tired of staring at the garishly thin three month pregnant woman.
Kim rolled her eyes, "Do I come into your bedroom and tell you to stop piling makeup on your face? I don't, so mind your business. Besides, we all know without it you'd look like ET with false eyelashes."
Angalese stood up and before Kim could defend herself, she felt a sharp slap across her face. "Learn some respect."
Kim, who wasn't known for taking bs, stood up and slapped Angalese back.
Mag, Annabel, and Royal dropped their forks, stunned into silence. Edmund, who had just entered, almost dropped his juice laden tray.
As Angalese raised her hand to strike again, a voice from the doorway said, "Angalese, if she hit you the first time, don't you think she would hit you the second? Your PhD in Metaphysics proves you to be very intelligent; don't be stupid enough to get your face kicked in."
The old woman put her hand down and looked at her husband, her lips forming a thin line. Kim, who had never met Eduardo Rodriguez, stared the man who had created the infiltrate responsible for the most miserable three months of her life.
He was handsome; his brown eyes danced with happiness as he walked toward Kim and extended his hand. "Nice to meet you."
Kim accepted his hand, offering a firm shake "Likewise."
Eduardo gave Angalese a look and she sat back down. "May you take a walk with me?" he asked Kim, bobbing on his heels as he waited for an answer.
Royal, who had resumed eating, wasn't paying anyone any attention.
"Okay," Kim agreed picking up a muffin.
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"I know that you don't like it here but I thank you for being patient. Not many girls have. And many haven't slapped Ana. Back."
They shared a brief laugh and Kim noticed that they had made their way into a beautiful garden.
"What is it that you wanted to talk about?' Kim asked lookingu at the beautiful roses and daises.
"I want to talk about letting you go."
Kim stopped. "You're going to kill me?"
Eduardo laughed. "No, I am going to let you go home. I'll set you up and then you can work for me."
"Work doing what?" Kim said, her heart skipping a beat.
"Drug running. It's not complicated."
Kim felt a bit hesitant; she wanted to get out of The Prestigious for good, not be a branch of it. "Is that the only option?"
"Royal marked you as his so yes, that is your only option." Eduardo explained patiently.
Eduardo pulled out a sheet of paper and handed it to her. "Your salon has been moved to a new location. Don't worry; your cliental has been accepting the changes. I felt bad when I heard that Royal had burned it down."
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The Prestigious
ChickLitKim Chanté has found everything she's ever needed in her boyfriend, Royal Rodriguez. He's handsome, successful and dotes on her like any faithful boyfriend should. He's perfect. Too perfect. Like the domino ef...