Ultimate Redemption

one.

The cool air nipped furiously at my exposed skin as I got out of the plane. A gentle smile was graced my face as I glanced at the view; the towering skyscrapers and time-worn architecture were nothing short of eye-catching.

I didn't realize I had halted the line behind me until a man further behind shouted "Oi! Move along, will ya?", rather grouchily, might I add. In response, I discretely rolled my eyes and muttered an apology while walking down.
The airport bus was a short walk away, during which goosebumps arose on my skin. As I got in, I couldn't help the slight shiver that went down my spine, the moment I stepped in. The air-conditioning in the bus was on full blast (I don't know why, especially because it wasn't summertime) and I ran my right hand up and down my left arm to warm myself.

It didn't work, obviously. With my outfit consisting of a thin tank top and jeans, it was bound to not work. Eventually, I gave up and sat down on a vacant seat. Perhaps the man next to me noticed that I was feeling cold, so he offered me the blanket that he had "borrowed" from the plane, but I declined, saying that we would reach the terminal in no time.

My eyes scanned the bus, until they stopped at a man, with two men dressed fully in black, on either side of him. It was peculiar, to say the least. It's not everyday I see someone surrounded, okay maybe not surrounded,  but with bodyguards. Narrowing my eyes, I tried to figure out who the man in the middle was, but it was no use. Reminding myself to make sure I had my belongings before we arrived, I paid no more mind and instead focused on my possessions.

Soon enough we had arrived at the terminal and I was waiting in line for immigration. I took my phone out of my bag and tried to get the sim card out, once again, all my efforts went in vain. Rolling my eyes and taking a deep breath, I turned around to ask the person behind me if they had a pin or something, only to come face to face with the man from the bus. Believe me, I was surprised. He was engrossed in typing something on his phone. Behind him were his bodyguards, it was kind of insane how bulky and muscular they were. Regardless, he was so handsome; with shiny blonde hair and an athletic build, I was sure girls continuously fawned over him. I cleared my throat to catch his attention causing his eyes to rise and meet mine. He had hazel coloured eyes, that looked like melted milk chocolate, not dark chocolate, milk chocolate. I was surprised, I thought he would have those stereotypical looks- blonde hair, blue eyes.

"Um... do you have something I can use to take out my sim, something sharp?", I asked. He listened to me impassively and snapped his head back to the bodyguard on his right, "Donovan, give the lady what she wants.", with a hint of arrogance present in his voice. 'Donovan' passes me a safety pin, allowing me to take it out. I thanked him after I was done and turned forwards, my mind now reeling exhaustlessly, hoping that my experience here would be pleasant and wholesome.

"Next!", it was then I realized that it was my turn. I went ahead and presented my passport to him, and couldn't help the large grin that involuntary made its way onto my face, I was finally here.

"Welcome to London, Ms. White."

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24th February, 2018

Hey guys, so the first chapter is up, let me know what you think and what I can work on. If you have any questions, let me know.
I have a set cast ready because it's easier for me that way to describe and imagine the characters but you can imagine them to be whomsoever you would like.

I wrote this chapter in the middle of my GCSE's, idk what's wrong with me.

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