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I'm green but I'm not that dense. I have a fairly good understanding of how these things work and though I'm not blind to my own attributes, I do know that I'm nowhere near his caliber. Beautiful people usually leaned towards others of the same ilk. Not brunettes with brown eyes and hips that are just a little too wide. I tried shaping them down but they have a mind of their own and though I'm a size eight there's no getting away from my ass and hips. No someone like him will end up with some super model type with long blonde hair and a perfect size two body. Someone whose daddy didn't run her life like a drill sergeant.

“BREAKING: Billionaire Stephano Maddens Seen with Mystery Woman – Sources Say She's Not From an Elite Family.” Wait. Wait. Wait. No. No no no no no no. I clicked it, pulse racing. There it was, me. Me. In Stephano’s arms. His hand firm around my waist as he guided me into his stupid sleek black limo like I was some prized possession. My head turned slightly, lips parted in some blurry conversation, like I was hanging on his every word. And the flash caught us at the worst possible angle, intimate. Close. A little too close.