The Deal

Prologue: The Beginning

HELLO GUYS. THIS IS THE 1st NOVEL THAT I POSTED IN WATTPAD. I HAVE TONS OF STORIES, BUT I DECIDED TO PUBLISH THIS FIRST. 

THIS STORY IS KIND OF SEX-RELATED, SO WATCH OUT. 

ENJOY!

-LIZZIE.

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 It all started when my parents decided to throw a party, a party I had no idea about. My parents have this constant urge and want to throw a party. Maybe they were not able to have one when they were teens, but their party was a lot different from those parties where everybody gets wasted, and everybody have sex. Their parties were high class, with champagne, wine, and people wearing gowns or tux. It was ridiculous how a lot of people always went to these parties, while my parents show off how rich they were, and how they have a daughter, and all that. Instead of me, having fun in their parties, I was always the one who’s left out. I know nobody, because half of their guests are middle-aged men, and women, and they all talk about business.

 

My parents didn’t inform me of this party, they only did the day itself. I was so absorbed in studying for our math quiz, when my mom barged into my room, shouting, “What are you doing? Get ready now, young lady. We have a party!”

 

“What?!” I shouted. “Mom! You didn’t tell me anything about this! I have nothing to wear.” I exclaimed.

 

I noticed that my mom was already half prepared, with her hair, and make-up all done.

 

“Don’t worry about that. Lisa will bring your dress in a while. Now, take a bath and do your hair and makeup. The party will start in an hour and a half.” She simply said, and stormed out of my room.

 

I sighed. I did not want to panic, and that party is not my top priority right now. I will finish studying first, then I’ll prepare. Shortly after my mom stormed out of my room, one of our maids, Lisa, came in and delivered my dress. It was a peach-colored gown, simple per usual, because my mom believes that I look beautiful with simple clothes. I’ve always loved my mom’s taste with clothes, so I just trust her with whatever she wants me to wear.

The moment I finished studying, I went and prepared for my parent’s stupid party.

 

I went in and took a shower. While I was doing so, I heard someone entered my room, I assumed it was my mom, checking up on me.

 

“Yeah, mom. I’m taking a shower now. I’ll be down in a bit.” I called.

 

No one answered, but I heard my bathroom door, opened. I rolled my eyes. My mom is so persistent. I didn’t mind her, until I heard my shower curtain.

 

“Mom-“ I said while turning, but I was cut off by a man, covering my mouth, and pushing me against the shower wall.

 

I got a good look at his face, because his sky blue eyes were looking into mine. He had the face of a Greek god, probably the most gorgeous face I’ve ever seen in years, ever since I went to the fashion week in London. He had a jet-black hair, and he was wearing the biggest grin on his face while holding his index finger on his lips.

 

I couldn’t move, because of two reasons: first was shock, and second because he was pushing me against the wall. I was panicking, is he going to kill me? Is he going to rape me? Should I kick him? , Then I forgot, I was butt naked. I just could feel the blood rushing through my face. Well, his eyes haven’t searched any part of my body, but my face, but I was so ashamed, so I started covering my private parts with my hands.

 

“Hi.” He finally said.

 

My eyes grew, and he started laughing. Is he a psycho? Then he opened the shower curtains, roamed his eyes around my room, and finally released me.

 

I had so many things to say, but nothing came out. He just stepped out of my shower, gave me a wink, and then ran out of my room. That’s when I realized just what happened.