Amber Hazel Grayson is a very sweet kind lady of twenty-five and a scholar. She works as a psychiatrist at a private Clinic and is a very talented author.
She had spent most of her life in the shadow of her sister, Melanie, an actress and her broth...
Amber was not someone that was easily annoyed. But her sister was by far the most aggravating, insufferable human being she had ever met. Apart from her mother, that is. Four words to describe Melanie Grayson was a 'pain in the ass'.
She liked to use people for her own benefit and never gave any credit to anyone.
Melanie liked the attention and came to crave it. First from their parents, then there were boys and finally now her fans. In other words, Melanie was an attention seeker. She had at one point been involved in an orgy party and was not ashamed of blurting it out loud during one of her many drunken crusades. Melanie's mission in life was to ruin mine. She wanted everything I had and if she didn't, she wanted better than that. And she never settled for anything less than that.
Amber couldn't remember the last time she had a vacation. Sure she had the weekend off but she mostly used it to either catch up on sleep or prep meals for the week ahead. And sometimes she was still paged to go in even on her day offs. There was always something to be done. She worked night and day at the clinic and because of her training in emergency medicine, she often found herself at the hospital working on injured patients. In other words, she got paid more than the average psychiatric with a big bonus on the holidays.
The Board of Directors were mainly a bunch of wealthy billionaires who had founded the clinic for their own family but after a few years had opened it to the public.
The Board had promoted her to the chief of staff at the clinic last year which also doubled both her salary and bonus. She was content with her career but she wanted more than that.
"Amber", a shrill voice shouted at her. "Are you even listening to me".
Amber sighed. She had been thinking so much that she blocked out the wicked witch of the west. "Annoying bitch", Amber muttered to herself, looking at Melanie who was standing near the director of her latest movie project, Stephano Lazarus.
The man was a legend in Hollywood and was also three times Melanie's age. With a head full of white hair and wrinkled skin full of numerous age spots, she couldn't help but gag when she had walked in on Melanie going down on the man.
Now that had been gross! It had taken everything Amber had not to puke. She shivered in revulsion. She hated women like her sister. They were willing to do just about anything to climb the social ladder.
"I wasn't. I was trying to remember whether I scheduled my dental appointment this Thursday or was it Friday", Amber replied casually. " Ah, yes it was Friday". She looked at her sister, Melanie.
Melanie, like their mother, was blonde with pale blue eyes and orange like a tan that seemed unnatural. She was slender with small breasts and a bony ass.
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