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𝟭𝟭 - 𝟰 - 𝟮𝟬

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𝟭𝟭 - 𝟰 - 𝟮𝟬

I swung the keys to my new apartment and twerked in the body mirror of my room in Christian's house.

"Baddest bitch ever." I gassed myself up in the mirror since I paid off three months in advance of rent. Rent was about 1,500 each month.
Christian would be paying off the rest for the time i lived there.

We hadn't put labels on what we were doing. Random hugs and kisses, feelin on each other, even sleeping in the same bed some days.

I enjoyed his company. He was definitely a mood booster and I saw a broad future with him and albertoe. So far in the future I'm embarrassed to admit.

I raked my hand through my wig. I got my hair done the day before halloween and I could tell Id be wearing wigs for a while.

I got it bone straight and it reached down my back and to my ass. I shook my head, watching it bounce around and I squealed.

I looked in the walk-in closet in my room, trying to deciding what to wear. I was going to go out and get some cleaning supplies. I had my keys but I wouldn't move in completely until a day or two. I'm like to deep clean all my apartment before I completely move in.

I wore dark gray leggings and a black Essentials hoodie. I pulled white Nike socks over my charm filled black crocs.

I grabbed my keys off my nightstand and black mini Ella tote bag from Tory Burch

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I grabbed my keys off my nightstand and black mini Ella tote bag from Tory Burch.

I looked at myself in my phone mirror, turning the phone horizontally as I fixed my hair and makeup. I blew myself a kiss before putting my phone into my bag and walking out the room.

I knocked on the decorated oak door. It was chrisitan's office, I found it my first day exploring and if he wasn't at work, he'd be in there.

"Come in." He said and I walked in, smiling at his face. He was buried under papers with a pair of Versace glasses falling onto his nose.

"Good morning." I smiled, burying myself into a soft armchair in the corner of the dark lit room. Dark polished oak bookshelves covered the walls and an expensive desk sat in the middle.

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