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Art Of A Girl Chapter 1
BASTIAN I open an eyelid. The sun stings my eye. I blink my eyes open to adjust to the morning light pouring into my room. I reach above my head to the shelf above me and grab my phone. It's just after 8am. I stretch an arm and the blonde I picked up last night, cuddles into it. I give her a kiss on the head as I wrap my arm around her. I stretch again and smirk and her twin sister that came with her, cuddles under my other arm. I drop a kiss on her head too. I lay there with the two naked, identical hotties, contemplating if I should get up or play another round of Bastian in the middle. Nope...I have to get up. Today, I have important things to do. I slip out from the sexy sandwich and head for the shower. After, I get dressed in my silk shirt and Italian suit pants. Pulling my shoulder length, textured blonde hair into a man bun and dabbing some cologne. I smile a charming smile in the mirror that makes my blue eyes sparkle a bit. Yes, I'm that good looking. The girls were
Art Of A Girl Chapter 2
SAMMY"Sammy. Are you even listening to me?""Yeah. Oh yeah." I say as I go through design books.My business partner, Eric Dalton, has been trying to talk to me for the last 20 minutes.He's an OK guy. We've been friends forever. He's just high strung when it comes to business and money. Today is not one of his good days.He takes the book from me and runs his fingers through his dark brown hair. His rugged, stubble covered jawline ticks a little bit. "If we don't get a job soon, we're going to fold. Is that what you want?" He leans his muscular arms on my desk."Of course, not Eric, but what can we do? The money's just not flowing like it once was. People aren't able to afford the luxury of a professional decorator. We just have to be patient. Things will look up. You'll see."I try to calm my partner, but it doesn't seem like it's working. He grunts and paces the floor.The door to my little office, in my parent's garage, opens. My brother Dylan walks in. Well, he's not my real bro
Art Of A Girl Chapter 3
SAMMYThe encounter with the Alpha yesterday had me feeling a little uneasy.When I left for the day, he barely acknowledged my existence. Which is fine. I'm here to work. But it kind of left a sour taste in my mouth that he still seemed so irritated with me.When I got to the office, I called a meeting with Eric and Dylan.Telling them how big the job was. "Guys, I'm going to need everyone on board for this job."Eric leans back in his chair. "Ok. I'll call the girls up and see if they can make time."I nod.Dylans sitting on my desk, looking over the floor plan and the pictures I took. "Seriously, it must be sweet to be rolling in cash.""Dylan." I say. Scowling at him.Eric ticks his head. "Yep. It really takes a supreme narcissist to build a ballroom while your people suffer."I shoot my glare to him. "Eric!""What? It's the truth, Sammy. He spends money like water, while people like yourself, help those less fortunate. It's almost sick. What Alpha doesn't care about his own pack?
Art Of A Girl Chapter 4
BASTIANI've been at work a total of 20 minutes and I already have a massive headache.I'm looking at the stiff seated across from me in front of my desk. Rambling on about his magic rehabilitation program that's going to miraculously cure the crazy Dragons in the prison.I'm leaning in my chair. My elbow on the arm with my fingertips on my temple.I'm totally not listening to his shit.He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose. "Alpha, I can see in your face, that you don't take this seriously.""I do. I just don't give a shit, Doctor." I say with an uncaring look on my face.Rennet sits up. "Look. This is the best thing for these people. They don't deserve this. Torrent forced them to fight for him...."I lean on my desk. "Bullshit.""You don't believe that they could be forced to fight?" Rennet arches his brow."No. I don't." I sit back, folding my arms."Why's that, Alpha?" He sits back and crosses his leg.I get up and walk around my desk. "You don't brutally murder over 80
Art Of A Girl Chapter 5
SAMMYI drag Lisa to my office.Lisa is my best friend. We do everything together and when we need help with a job, she's there.I yank her in and check for the guys. I shut the door.Lisa fixes her fire red, short hair. "What is it, Sammy?! You're acting crazy."I'm pacing my office floor, chewing on my finger nail.Lisa is parked on the edge of my desk. "Sammy!"I start to whine shaking my hands nervously. "Lisa. I don't know......"She stands and grabs my arms. "Ok. Breathe. Just tell me what happened.""He almost kissed me." I stared into her blue eyes."Who?" She searched my face.I swallow. "The Alpha." I squeak."Get out!" She pushes me. "Oh my God! Sammy, this is awesome!""No. Lisa, this is horrible. I mean if it wasn't for this woman coming into the room, stopping him, I could've really crossed that line. I can't let that happen." I was worried about what this attempt by The Alpha meant.I won't lie. I wanted it to. So bad. My lips practically ached for his. If that's even p
Art Of A Girl Chapter 6
BASTIANIt's been a couple of weeks since I stepped foot in the ballroom.I've been getting reports from Nigel on the progress.Since my encounter with Sam, I've been trying to avoid her. I feel her just under the surface of my skin. She gets deeper with every encounter and she seems to push away even more. So, I think I need to stay away.Besides, right now I have bigger fish to fry.Like trying to reign in this fucking doctor.This morning I found out he went above my head and set up meetings with Karver and Brindle.This is why I'm storming his office right now.I throw open his door. "Who told you could see Karver?" I growl.He's sitting behind his desk all cool and collected. Which is irritating the fuck out of me."Fredericks gave me the permission. Honestly, Alpha. I don't know why you're so concerned." He fixed his suit.I lean on his desk. "Those two are the most dangerous son of bitches on the fucking planet. I don't want them even knowing what fucking day it is, let alone c
Art Of A Girl Chapter 7
BASTIANI'm standing in the foyer, waiting. I'm wanting to go the ballroom, but I have a meeting. One I don't even want to be in.Nigel comes in and Luke Jackson walks in behind him."Alpha Jackson. Nice of you to come." I stride up to meet him.Luke's looking around. "I always knew you'd live in a castle, Bastian. It's about the only thing that would fit your head."He gives me that stupid smart-ass smirk."Well, I imagine it would be hard to keep a place this nice in Red Rock with all the criminals blowing things up." I arch my brow as Luke's ticks his jaw."You want to talk about the Enforcers or what?" He grits."My office is this way" I lead him through the halls of the offices.I open the door to my white marble stone office.Luke looks around. "Yeah. This is you." He snorts."Sit." I bark.He sits in the chair opposite me and I give him the rundown of what I expect from the Enforcers set up.We talk about numbers and how many separate units I would need for a pack this size.It
Art Of A Girl Chapter 8
SAMMY"No. Come on." I thump my head on the steering wheel of my truck.I'm in the middle of the front driveway of the pack house and it just stalled out.I heave a heavy sigh and blow a lock of hair out of my face. I pull my hair up into a ponytail.I get out and open the hood. I get up and under it, trying to find the problem."Hey! What did I say about that thing?"I back out of the engine compartment and look toward an angry Bastian stomping toward me."I know. But it's not like I did it on purpose." I scowl in frustration."What happened?" He crosses his arms.I jump down off the front bumper. "I don't know. It just stalled out." I motion to the truck.I'm really not in any mood for this because I'm freaking exhausted. Since my lunch with Bastian, I haven't slept properly because now I dream about him constantly and it's starting to get irritating.Not only that, but he's at the front of my mind everyday too. I can barely get any work done.He rolls up his sleeves. "Move." He dem
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