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that's scary. So get ready to read the story of a person whose destiny was written by devil ....because his badluck was really bad..nothing was good in his life...or...maybe it is..❤️ -------------------- "So ladies and gentleman..the night has come ..the moment has come for which we all were waiting for so long.." an excited voice of a host was echoing in that large hall...there were lighting..decorations all over there... Media of the whole city was covering that event..explaining every scene with more spice in their own way gaining huge TRP to their channel..

Krish asked in a teasing tone while he gulped, “ It.. It's not like that.. You are my boss, how can I sleep beside you.. How about you sleep on bed and I sleep in Sofa, hah? ” said Lucky and instantly turned to jump on Sofa but he held his wrist and pulled him back as he whispered, “ It's my order, you have to sleep with me, go it? ” Lucky was stunned to see him that desperate, he gulped as he said, “ Actually.. I.. I have a bad habit, I hit people while sleeping.. That's why... ”

I turn to see Lucky, the member who technically owns the club and is behind the bookkeeping of each of our legit establishments. "Don't do this brother. She needed this job." "You all fuckin' knew?" "Not me, but that don't mean I can have you scarring all the girls in here. Most of them are running from fuckers that did this to them in the past and you know it." Lucky says and that fact calms me a little.

Lucky As Nico leaves and follows behind me, he grabs my elbow. His grip tight, “what are you doing? Let go of me!” My voice dangerously low. I will not be pushed around by him or anyone. How dare he tell me to stay put like some old-fashioned Hausfrau? Not happening. This is my life too. “I am warning you, Lucky. You will not be coming back to New York with me. It is dirty, bloody business. It will churn your guts and make you have bad dreams for the rest of your life.” His voice is low, warning.

She goes back to making her coffee. " You...are a bitch." I say. She laughs. " I imagine the look on your boss's face when you said no. He's really hot. So fucking hot." I roll my eyes and drink my warm coffee. " You wanna get wasted tonight? You know since we're both single and shit." " Yeah, why not?" " Good. Lucky is a DJ in Bart's. Top notch club and he's giving us a pass to come have fun." " Wow. How did you two even meet? You and Lucky?" I ask and stand up with my empty coffee mug.

I asked Lucky with a smile plastered on my face. She stops eating her candy and responded to my question. "The red one, suited to you. For sure, the Star 7 will accept you, Alex! You have talent, gorgeous and handsome man," she said while laughing. I smiled to her... Lucky is a girl, she's one of my truest friends . We're best friend since we were kids. I try and wear the dress she's talking to. Days had passed and today is the day of my audition in S7 Entertainment. Star 7 is just a small company, it's not that big just like the other music entertainment company.

EMBER “Happy birthday to you,” Gracie said, raising her glass of champagne toward me. “I hope all your dreams come true this year.” “Thank you.” I smiled, clinking my glass against hers. We had completed our trek to New York and moved into our loft that week. It was all finally starting to feel real, and it was thrilling.

I say shyly, blushing red, we haven't talked until last night, and I was fighting until now. "Alexie" he says pulling me into his arms, hugging me, kissing my lips. "You won" I say happy for him, he worked, they all did worked so hard for this. "We did, it's all because of you" he says making blush red. "M..Me?" I stutter? "You, you are my Lucky Charms Alexie" he says landing a tender kiss on my lips. THE END. Hope you enjoyed this story. Love Cinderella.

I looked down to see it is Lucky. “Why is Lucky calling me?” I asked no one frowning. “Put it on speaker.” Sandy replied. I nodded and lifted the phone putting it on speaker. “Hello!” I said. “Hey Asha! I need a favor.” Lucky said from other side. “What is it?” I asked him confused. “You know right that the Mehandi is taken from here by either my sister or brother.” He replied. “Yup! I know that. Why?” I asked him again confused.