The Publicist's Plight (Book I in The Harrison Inc. Series) | ✓

Chapter One: A Twenty-Seven Year Old Hot Mess

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This story is UNEDITED and UNREVISED. I haven't made any adjustments to this story since I first wrote it, which was when I was about 16 or 17 years old. I'm 23 now, for reference. 

I adore this story with all I have, but most of the chapters I haven't even revisited since I first uploaded them. Any mistakes, I'm usually notified of them by readers who point them out in comments. Please tread lightly, for there are undoubtedly historical inconsistencies, incorrect language translations, grammar and punctuation mistakes, and information that hasn't been properly fact checked. This is a work of FICTION. Have fun with it, please! But also beware that this is an amateur piece (that I had a great time writing).

Enjoy!

-Hailey Allen, Author. 

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Welcome to The Publicist's Plight. Thanks for checking out this story.

If you like what you see so far, check out my other stories:

-Voodoo Queens of New Orleans (A Supernatural Romance about vampires and voodoo in New Orleans, Louisiana).

-The Lindstrom Affect (A Romantic Drama involving a young woman who begins to work as a nanny for a wealthy businessman and his family). 

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I, Leslie King, after years of being so blind and so naive to the truth in front of me, have finally seen the light.

Not in terms of death or an innovative idea that could help progress society as we know it. No, more of a "spiritual" or "personal" sense of discovery.

After a year with my loyal and successful boyfriend, Hudson Maximus Bradford...III, to be exact I have finally caught him in the act to counter argue the loyalty I so liked to believe was part of his nature.

And out of all instances to catch him in said act, it had to be at my company fundraiser.

And as I sit, lonely, unable to process the events that have occurred just one mere hour ago, everything else seems to make sense. My boyfriend, now ex-boyfriend, Hudson, cheating on me with my assistant, now former assistant, Alejandra, is still something I refuse to believe actually happened.

However, one thing that I am certain I can truly understand now, is that I have wasted my life away. A 27 year old, intelligent, renowned publicist to the revered and also feared billionaire, Garrett Harrison of Harrison INC., and I have wasted my life away. And this, is the light I am talking about. The light I finally see.

Some-well, most may argue that I have a lot to show for in my life. I attended Berkeley University in San Francisco, California as I was a seventeen year old straight A student, eager to rid myself of my mother and her loveless clutches. I majored in business, minored in photography for something fun to do, and had my head in my books, hand in the air in the front row in all of my classes, and graduated, top of my class. My father convinced me persistently that I was the family jewel after the ceremony, since my mother, in her caring motherly way, told me that I could have majored in something more useful. All before leaving with my little sister, Samantha, to attend a party in Malibu.

Still, I pressed on, unfortunately being forced to publicize the rap group "Cookie Monsterz" as my first real clientele job at the PR firm that hired me. But because of me, they are shockingly and sadly one of the most popular rap groups out right now for teenagers and young adults. Of course, their current publicist must take credit for my work that got them to the top, years ago.