A Real

Badass

[Mr. Hottie meets his Match]

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By: Authoress Kamara.

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Chapter One

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Zane Charming

"Oh Jeez! Mariah, how many times do I have to say this?". I said exasperatedly.

"But Zane. I thought we had something, I thought you loved me".

"Love? What did you just say?". I asked laughing hard. "Oh damn! You didn't tell me that you joined the circus".

"This isn't funny". She said tearfully.

"Leave my room".

"You used me".

"Pretty much".

"You lied to me but I love you, Zane".

I stood straight watching her weep on my bed. She kept on crying with tears running down her face.

"Mariah. You have just ten seconds". I spoke up coldly. "Or I will hand you over to my bodyguards to show you out".

"Zane ... ". She continued crying.

"Oliver". I tapped on the intercom in my room speaking into it. "There's a trash you and the guys need to pick up here".

"Zane, you can't be serious. I gave you my innocence, you are the second guy__ ".

"Shut the fuck up". I retorted. "You and I know thats not true considering that pool you call a pu*sy".

"Boss!".

"Just come pick up the trash". I said icily and dropped the intercom.

I walked out of the room stepping back in the shower room. I got in and stared at my reflection in the mirror smirking.

Damn it! I look hot.

Well I'm Zane Charming, thats right. I'm charming. The only son of multi billionaire, Bill Charming, owner of the most wealthy corporations and companies in America.

And my Mum? She's royalty from England but they are never around. Yeah, my Dad and Mum are never around.

I'm always left with my only sibling and twin sister, Chicago Charming. She's the only female in my heart apart from Mother.

Thats the thing about me. I hate the word, 'love' because its not real. I don't have time for girlfriends, relationship, and stuff.

If I wanted a girl, I can just have her. Any girl would love to spend a night with me as they are in love with my fame, cuteness and money.

"Zane .. !!".

A smile curved unto my lips as I heard her crying. I'm pretty sure the bodyguards are dragging are out of my room.

Too bad. She's pretty sweet in bed though, just that I don't do late ladies twice. Thats not how I roll.

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Blair Virgo

"Good morning, ma'am Blair". The maids greeted me as I stepped into the room.

Water dripped from my wet long hair to my shoulder as it stuck against my back. I nod at them walking over to the large mirror.

"So. My clothes for today?". I asked as I stared at my reflection in the mirror.

"Your dress is ready, ma'am".

I turned around to see the clothes lying on the bed and I gasped realizing what it was.

"Who the hell picked this?". I yelled at the two maids.

"We did". They replied simultaneously. "We both did, ma'am".

"Are you nuts?! I wore this dress last week, have you gone crazy? How do you expect me to wear this twice?".

"We are sorry, ma'am".

"How useless can you be? Huh? What if the media caught me wearing those? How many times do you need me to say this? I don't wear my clothes twice!".

"We are sorry, ma'am Blair".

I huffed angrily as they stood there, tears could be seen at the corner of their eyes.

They should be crying! One snap of my fingers and they are fired! Thats it!

"Get out of my room". I barked angrily at them. "And hey, you".

One maid turned back. "Yes, Ma'am?".

"Get Vanessa to my room and she has just a minute to do so. Do you understand ?".

"Yes, Ma'am Blair". She said and scurried out of the hurriedly.

Hm. What nerve! I almost wore the same clothes twice!

Am Blair Virgo, only child of the Governor of Florida. I don't have a sibling and I like it that way so no need to share and my Mum, she died while giving birth to me.

Am obsessed with my outward appearance because I love to look good for the media. I also have a darling boyfriend, Jaxx.

And one more thing about me, I hate being trampled upon. You get in my way and you never gonna do that again.

I went to my dressing room and checked each of my wardrobes for clothes that hasn't been worn.

Oh God! I really need to get this wardrobe changed again today.

I quickly chose matching underwear and wore it before settling on black tight shorts and a pink light tank top.

I picked one of my waist chains and wore it around my waist, then I put an ankle chain on my ankle before wearing my bangles.

A loud knock sounded on the door and I went back to my room. The knock came again and I groaned before speaking.

"Ma'am Blair". Vanessa came in almost immediately. "You called for me?".

"I want a dozen of those designers dresses shown on the runway this morning and have them delivered immediately here".

"Okay, ma'am". She said as she started jotting on her notepad.

"And get me new jewelries, they must all be gold". I clicked my tongue. "While you are on that, get me the top fashion designers, I want them to re-design my wardrobe".

"Yes, ma'am Blair".

"Good. You can leave now".

I walked back to my king-sized bed and flopped on it grabbing my gold colored phone from the classic bedside table then I turn to see Vanessa still standing there.

"Yes? What are you still doing here?". I yell at her. "Do my eyes a favor and leave!".

"I'm sorry, ma'am. But Governor Novoa Virgo calls for you".

Shit! Dad never asks to me unless its very important. Did he find out that I locked up his vice-president's daughter in a closet?

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TBC

Sorry that I haven't posted since Friday, I'll be posting frequently this time, Don't worry.

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