the millionaire and the mysterious young lady

Chapter 1

German Castillo, a tall handsome looking man who also happens to be a millionaire.
He was once a married man however she was taken from him not long after their daughters birth. He raised the girl with the help of his personal assistant and housekeeper.
He never bothered in meeting someone new after his late wife, he never thought he could love again. But love is full of surprises.

German awakes and gets ready just the same as every other morning. He heads downstairs and follows the glorious scent of food into the kitchen.
" morning Olga" he said, taking the news paper and helping himself to a glass of orange juice he took his seat at the head of the table.
Olga was a rather short and stout woman who always wore rather colourful clothing, for instance this morning she wore a pink dress, deep blue pearl earrings and necklace a pair of deep blue shoes with a slight heel.
The woman had dark black hair though due to constantly sleeping in curlers her hair was curly. Her eyes are the colour blue and her lips were coloured with a shade of dark pink lipstick, the same colour as her eyeshadow.
She wore a blue and pink flowered apron.

" good morning sir" Olga smiles finishing off the coffee and places it upon the table, along with the rest of the food. The woman then left German alone, he watches her until she was out of sight then quickly, he reaches for a piece of toast and continues with his paper.

After a few minutes he was greeted by his daughter, Violeta. Violeta is a beautiful young girl who has long brown hair, soft brown eyes, her lips a soft shade of pink
And a rather nicely shaped figure. In many ways she looks like her mother, which can be both painful and joyous for her father sweeney todd times.
"Good morning papa" Violeta smiles, placing a kiss on her fathers cheek.
He smiles putting the paper away.
"Morning my ray of sunshine" he smiles placing his hand on his daughters and giving it a squeeze.

"Ramallo shouldn't be to long" Violeta smiles a few moments later Olga appears, behind her a tall slim man, his small about of hair gelled back on the top of his head. He wore a black suit and glasses.
"Good morning German, Violeta" Romallo smiles taking a seat next to Violeta. Stood behind where he sat was a not so amused Olga, who clears her throat and taps her foot.
"Ah Good morning Olga" Ramallo smiles slightly as he fiddles with a napkin.
"Hmm" Olga raises her head and storms away.
"You're in trouble now" the teenager giggles, then sips her juice.
Ramallo gulps and reaches for some coffee.
German chuckles to himself.
"I'm glad you find it funny sir" Olga re-appears her eyebrow arched and her arms folded.

"What. No, no I don't. As a matter of fact I was just about to tell Ramallo off for his rudeness towards you" German sat up straight and turns to look at Ramallo.
"How many times must I tell you Ramallo. That is no way to treat Olga, she's family you must show more respect to the lady" German frowns at his friend, who lowers his head hiding his small smirk.
"Now you are to apologise"
"Sorry" Ramallo said.
"Like you mean it" German arches her brow.
Ramallo sighs then looks up at Olga who already had her eyes set on him. On her mouth lay a small smirk.
"Olga, I'm sorry" he said seriously, a few seconds went by and the woman started laughing.
"You stupid man" she shakes her head then took her seat at the table where both German and his daughter were chuckling however Ramallo frowns at the three and eats a piece of toast.

After breakfast German decided to go for a walk in the nearby park. He strolled through the peaceful park, taking in the fresh air and the beautiful scenery. His mind wanders into a different world far away from here, however something brought him back to this world, someone brought him back and that someone was the person he walked into.