Victoria Rilsovich
Who knows what other secrets she's hiding. Russian, and a 20 year old immigrant, life starts out hard for her. As it get's easier one day changes her life. For the worse or better, you need to decide on that one.
She's dangerous...
I hoped off the plane and thought "This is it, no going back now." I may be running from my problems, but it sure as hell is easier than solving them.
Anyway, I walk into my new apartment a couple hours later to see it had a cute light lavender color to it and it was 2 bedrooms with 2 bathrooms, a kitchen and living room, and a huge ass TV.
It was a pretty average apartments and I loved it. I check the time to see it's already 5:30. I decided to unpack a bit and take a bath. But then it's already 10:39, so Netflix time biiitch.
The next morning I spent most of the day unpacking and eating leaving me exhausted af and STILL having to look for a job. As I scroll through possible jobs I see one for a receptionist. I decided to add that to my list of jobs I was applying for.
Anyway I hop into bed hoping to get at least one job.
*Week later*
I'm finally moved in fully and all I have to do now is get a damn job. I already had 2 interviews and I have one for a receptionist today. No one has called me back yet so I decided to go to the interview. It was for 3:30 and it was already 2. I quickly take a shower and do my makeup with a nice natural eye and lip.
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^^^makeup above After I finished my makeup I look in the mirror to appreciate my work. I may be bad at almost everything but I'm damn good at makeup. I always had normal sized lips and waist length hair that takes ages to brush. But I appreciated almost every feature of mine.
I was about 5"5 making me decent night with an average body and DD breasts. I had full brows, normal nose and lips and a pretty small frame.
I decide to slip on a lavender pencil skirt that hugs my waist and a white colored button shirt, tucked in. With nude 4 inch heals.
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And Im ready!!!
I hop in my black Mercedes and start driving. Thankfully the building is only like 10 minuets from my apartment. I park my car and look up. I begin to worry about my accent as I look up. Nasani Enterprises it reads. Here I go...
