Isabelle Fletcher has had a hard life: 1. It was fairly obvious to me that my life sucked. 2. I was worked to the bone everyday, heck I was famous. 3. But being famous doesn't pay the bills, or at least mine 4. The company that I had signed before I hit stardom, well, had cheated me. 5. I signed this big $100k contract with them and was ecstatic because it would pay for my mom's medical bills. Her life as an actress / model isnt all that fame is cracked up to be. She works hours a day and sees pennies of it. 'Why' you ask? She signed her life away to William Whitford the disgusting, vile man that owned an entertainment company and essentially Isabelle. He holds much of her life in his claws. Unrelenting, tugging her deeper into the pit of hell she calls life. Luckily for Isabelle, theres a way out and its approaching fast. Preview: His tight grip on my throat made it hard to breathe. Tears pooled and spilled out as i frantically clawed at his hands to free me. "Dont forget I own you," he growled into my ear. A shiver ran down my spine and I tried frantically pawing at his death grip on my neck. This only made him angrier. as if it was possible his grip tightened and I gasped for air that wasn't coming in. I started to see black spots clouding my vision, "Pl....Pl" Nothing would come out and as my vision turned completely black I welcomed the darkness, a thick blanket of comfort that made reality seem so far.All Rights Reserved
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