Chapter 23

Aiesha's POV:

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You are the secret. Everyone knows who you are but when you step out you are just another abnormal bitch that kills, steals for a living. One step out the line and your whole life falls off Crying and spilling your mystery is like bleeding next to the shark or running from a brown bear. Everyone slips and it always comes to bite.

The morning sunshine shone over the horizon and into my room causing me to wake up naturally. I turn to connect my phone to my speaker and scream the music as loud as I could.

'22 I'M IN PARIS BABY, GOT A STRIPPERS TITS UH HUH. PULL UP IN A BENTLY I WANT CHRISTIAN I WANT FENDI I WANT PRADA AAAAAA-'

My music turns off and a voice goes live.

'GOOD MORNING LADIES. IT'S VALENTINA. IF YOU DON'T MIND GET YOUR ASSES DOWN HERE NOWWWWWWWW.' I chuckle because of the harmony she tried to do but good morning isn't it.

I finally get out of the comfort of the bed and head down messy haired still humming the song.