Perfectionist

Perfectionist

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"It's like they don't see me, like I have become invisible" I Said To Myself But Doubted Myself As I Didn't Understand How This Was Possible because My Mind Seemed To Be Functioning Without Flaw. I Tried To Calculate My Surroundings And Dilemma, Meanwhile Knowledge Flooded My Mind, Thoughts And Images, memories And Details Of The World And How I Worked...But I Was Invisible. I Remember My Life Perfectly Up Until Now, " Im A Dancer, Singer, Actress, Humanitarian, Artist, Straight A Student And Perfect Daughter To My Single Mother But Whats My Name?How Did I End Up Like This? ... How Did I End Up Here? ... Am I Dreaming? " P.S. All Of The Pictures Are Mine. I Created Them And My Cover With The Help Of A Fellow Wattpadian And Friend Nyree_Harris Go Read Her Books Shes An Awesome Writer
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___________________________ "You were mine the second you put your signature on that contract." He looked at me with pure lust and dominance in his eyes. "F*ck you." He smirks and moves closer to me, coming to my side of the booth and caging me against the window. "I'll give you what you want if you do." "And what do I want?" I question, holding eye contact. "My head between your legs." ❀❀❀ "Dating or not... you're still mine." Astoria always thought that the world was set up a certain way. That way being two levels of living. There were the rich people, and then there were the people who could barely afford a pack of ramen noodles. Obviously she was the ladder. She always hated the rich people she would see around the city. They had more money than they needed and didn't think to help the lower people. She was always alone. Her mother died when giving birth to her and her father gave her to her grandmother who died of old age before she could turn 3. She was orphaned and in foster homes her whole life, being alone was all she knew. On top of that her job as an exotic dancer barley covered her bills and she was late 3 months in payment. What was left for her? She had nothing. Until one of the club Clients offers her a deal that may change her life... Read Perfect Storm to find out how this predicament takes place... ❀❀❀ Ratings: #1 Contract - 8|13|2023

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