Undercover Heiress

Part Two

Chapter One: Her son is hot..

The plane ride was ten hours long and really boring, not that they're fun, to begin with.

"Miss, you're luggage has been pulled aside for you already." My handler told me once I got off the plane.

I nodded and gave a quick thank you before glancing around the airport to find my ride.

I couldn't see any sign with my name on it and I began to panic because a bitch was stranded.

"Um, excuse me?" I called the handler, and he quickly turned around.

"Yes, miss?" He answered, tilting his head.

I cleared my throat feeling awkward and not knowing what to do will all twelve suitcases since I'd probably have to walk and I don't know where I'm going.

"I don't see a sign for where I'm supposed to go," I mumbled, staring at my feet.

The handler let out a deep chuckle before pointing to a light blue minivan with a woman about my hight standing outside of it looking rather worried.

She kept checking her phone for whatever reason, and my eyebrows drew together.

"Is that my driver?" I asked, itching the back of my neck.

"Yes, miss. That's Holly Kingston, your host mom." He told me, grabbing a few of my suitcases.

"I'll help you with your bags,"

Oh boy.

Sighing, I picked up two of my suitcase handles and dragged them over to the car.

Sis was really trying to do the minimum.

As we approached the distressed host mom, I began to put on my nice act since I was pretending to be this Bailey Anderson bitch Helena came up with.

"You must be Bailey!" Holly chirped, pulling me into a tight bone-crushing hug.

"Hi!" I exclaimed, sucking in my last breath.

Holly laughed as she pulled away, giving my arms a squeeze and taking in my features.

"Wow, your mama wasn't kidding when she told me to keep you away from the boys,"

My face morphed into confusion, and I didn't understand what she meant by that.

"She just means that you're really pretty and will attract a lot of guys," The handler whispered to me.

I completely forgot he was still here.

"Well, Peter is in for surprise when I bring you home because he doesn't know yet," Holly giggles, chucking the remaining bags into the trunk.

Jesus.

I flinch when the last suitcase thuds against the ones on the ground and then Holly slams the door shut.

"Thank you... Joe, for bringing her stuff here." She tells the handler.

Joe blushes and covers his mouth with the back of his hand before responding.

"Oh it's no problem ma'am, she wasn't that hard to get under control."

HA BET, I WAS JUST BEING POLITE!

"Alright, then if that's all we should get going, Bailey."

I nod my head and then shake Joe's hand as Holly opens the passenger's door.

"Bye Joe," Holly says, waving at him.

Once she enters the car, it's complete awkward silence and I kinda wanted to stop drop and roll right out the car.