INTRODUCTION

My name is lalalalalalalalalalala, did you really think I was gonna give my introductions like that, nehhh! I’m gonna make it grand, like those celebrity tycoons or whatever, well here I go….

HELLOAAAA MY NAME IS LETHY NORMANNNNN!

A graduate from a not so prestigious but manageable high school and luckily had a scholarship to a big and prestigious university, I know I know, I’m amazing, don’t make me blush.

Well I got a scholarship because of my good grades and my big nerdy life, well my life has always been super boring, right from my high school life down to my college days, it was actually worse in college, because I rejected lots of young guys who wanted to date me and ended up spreading rumors.

A lot like…... I’m a whore who begs for attention? I’m a sadist, I’m someone who lived under the bridge and begged for food, a lot more actually some I can’t really recall well never mind those stupid days, moving on……...

I did a lot of work, some crazy jobs, like working as a waitress in a bar and almost getting r*ped, you might be thinking why and how does a nerd like me get attention.

Well oddly I was blessed with lovely waist-length wavy ginger colored hair and light green eyes, I have a rosy skin complexion, and very perfect facial features, like my friend used to say.

“are you ready for the interview?” my bestie dressed in her night pajamas said sipping hot coffee while leaning on the door side, giving her a bad ass vibe.

“almost ready” I said putting on some more lip-gloss while staring at my no makeup, nerd glasses and only lip-glosses and smiling proudly at the mirror.

 “really? no makeup? don’t you want to try seducing the principal just in case you don’t get the job?” she asked sipping quietly like she didn’t just make a nasty remark.

“CASSIE!!!!!!”

Well let me introduce you all to my sassy friend, this is Cassie, this lovable and annoying and bad ass girl, with medium size big boobies, and nice toned legs, well she gyms a lot and she happens to have such desirable body, thank God she doesn’t work in a bar. Cassie has a straight back-length jet black hair, and a hazel small but sassy looking eyes, like a sexy seductress, but hers is like that without makeup, and she has such delectable milky skin and she has a black birthmark underneath her left eye.

 “I’m not doing that, I never have and I never will” I pouted

“fine whatever, just go already, whatever it is, I’m sure they’ll take you, and if they don’t it’s their lost” she said taking a sip and walking out with her poker face changing to one of excitement when she spots her white cat whose name is whiskers, whiskers is a big, well fed cat, it’s a HE.

“hey buddy, how are you” she said as she drops her coffee mug and picks up the cat from the floor, and it purred delighted at her”

“oh I know, I know, I’m hungry too” she said as she went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast while I revised my cv over again professionally and nervously.

I walked out to the living buttoning my suit well,

“well, how do I look?” I asked proudly waiting for mu answer

“like a broke ass lady wearing something professional outfit for the first time” Cassie said without batting an eyelid, and munching on her quick made sandwich and stroking whiskers fur on his back.

I rushed the food and quickly ran to catch the bus, it’s quite easy to catch the bus on a Friday. The interview was to be done early in the morning around 7:00 sharp. When I got to my location, I was shocked by the giant mansion that’s meant to be a school. Then from the other side I saw a gateman dressed in a nice designer suit, he had on sunshades and his appearance was too good to be a gateman or security guard, as they like to call it.

“ma’am state your business” his deep scary voice said.

“oh uhm, I’m here for an interview” I said showing a business card I got from the owner of the school as an identity card to enter the school premises, the school is attended by elite children, celebrity kids and rich people only, it’s hard to see a kid that gets in with scholarship because the scores have to be high, the owner of the school is strict with studies and grades, I’m sure he’s an old bald mean looking grandpa, maybe that’s why most of the students, why am I saying most All of the students have good grades.

As he led me to the side where I will wait before I’ll take the interview, I waited there a while, adjusting my attire to make me look good and ready for the job, normally it’ll be hard finding a job in this school as a teacher, because most of the teachers have outstanding results in examinations and a good academic certificate so that’s why I came here with my proud, high school and college results along with my master’s degree. I waited for close to like 2 mins when I saw an elderly man around his mid-50s.

“sorry to keep you waiting, Morning the name’s Finn Anders” he said with a sincere smile and an outstretched hand for a handshake the pale skin man with smooth gelled black with white strands hair and average eyebrows, his eyes were brown, a little downturned, he was average in height, a little taller than me, but can maintain direct eye contact.

“Lethy Norman” I said shaking his hand, then he clasps my hand with both his hand and smiled brightly

“I hope we can better these kids’ life together Miss Lethy?” he asked

“definitely sir, you got the right person for the job sir” I replied smiling brightly also, I like him already he’s so nice.

“well can I see the certificate?” he asks letting go of my hand gently

“off course” I said and brought out my certificate and passed it to him, he looked through it and after a few check in the certificate he smiled.

Right there, in the waiting room, without needing any seduction or whatsoever, he happily chimed with a bright smile like a kid that has been given a candy.

“welcome to Ander’s Elites, do you think you can resume next week Monday?” Finn asked nicely.

“n….ne……next week” I said shocked and still surprised, I was expecting a hard trial or like a crazy aristocrat questions on how to sip from a teacup with some useless elegance.

“or is next week not convenient for you?” he asked looking innocently.

“No…... I mean no, it’s so convenient, thank you, thank you so much sir” I said bowing continuously

“oh please stop it” he said smiling sweetly and blushing cutely, a little too cute for a man, but he looked so nice.

When I got home I called Cassie and told her about the good news of me getting the job, I couldn’t believe my so called best friend that I’ve lived with for 5 years asked if I seduce him to get the job.

“CASSIE!!!!” I yelled at the phone.

“what? I’m just asking?” she said nonchalantly.

 “off course not, he went through my cv and he felt I was right for the job……. I think?... well whatever what matters is that I got the job” I chimed happily on the phone.

“then it calls for a celebration, we’re gonna go clubbing tonight, get yourself ready” Cassie said in a deadly low tone which can only mean something, she’s going to drink hard tonight.

I set out an outfit and Cassie got home early and dressed, luckily for us we’re following Cassies’s boyfriend Ray, He has normal dirty blonde hair, and thin eyebrows, he had a cool face features but not one to die for, you could say it’s manageable and brown eyes, with a smooth skin, but also not one to die for. When we got to his car, he gave a smug smile, something he does that I find weird and annoying, I just don’t think he’s the right guy for Cassie, the only thing he has is looks, the car was bought for him by Cassie, that’s right, Cassie can get herself a car but instead she bought it for this dumbass, even his house rent is being paid by her, and he has never for once done anything for her.

“hey beautiful” he said in a flirty way sizing Cassie up.

“hey there handsome” she flirted back and sat in the passenger seat while I took the back seat, not even greeting Ray “hi Lethy, heard the occasion of this party is because you got a new job” He said with his smug smile “yes and I’m sure you’ll have a handsome pay” he added while I just rolled my eyes.

As he drove us to the club we’ll be celebrating. The club is a big club and well-known, the name is EL Montero. Although I’m no longer feeling like partying anymore but I just have to go. When Ray got there and parked his car we got down, Cassie walks in with Ray and I just trailed behind them, left to me I’d love for only I and Cassie to have fun together alone, but seems she had other plan inviting her boyfriend over, at least he was a good driver. I saw them settle in a chair together talking and laughing like a promising couple.

I’m not jealous of my bestie for her having a boyfriend, I just want the best for Cassie, and Ray isn’t that best, also yes I don’t have a boyfriend, all my former relationship was just too boring, only liked one and he was good, he had an affair with a coworker in my former workplace (The Bar), well that’s by the way.

When we entered the club, it was noisy as always, girls shaking butts and guys humping on their butt, people having shots competition on who can hold their liquor, some people dry humping in dark areas of the club, I was kind of getting some lustful gaze casted at me, well I can’t blame them, I was clearly wearing a very short dress, it stopped mid-thigh and my thick laps were everywhere, the dress was a leopard print long sleeve, not revealing at the front but the back was so opened and my hair was straightened and my makeup screamed bad bitch, a lovely small black bag and I accompanied it with an high heels that had a designer logo of louis Vuitton on it and the gold heels shined as I took a sexy step to a sit in the club.  I ordered some tequila shots as I sat in the bartender spot, for some odd reasons I felt someone staring at me, like serious and intense gaze at me, I looked around but nothing.

I just finished chopping the fingers and ending the life of the bastard who gave information to my enemy, some Russian mafias, he was lucky I made it a quick death but if not for the fact that I heard there’s an emergency at one of my clubs that I own for lethal businesses, I drove in my Bugatti in full speed, something I do to have fun on the road, I drive like I owned the street which I did.

The name’s Sebastian Montero, a well-known mafia lord, well actually a well feared man, who has lots of businesses and illegal shits and transactions, no one dares defy my order and live to tell the tales, my men and business partners are all loyal to me, I mean obviously no one wants to test swimming with crocodiles or play with some of my piranha.

When I drove and got to one of the club I own and walking in with long and careful strides the security guards nod at me, they were my men, I walked in and the club was lively as always, men gambling, some mafia lords having fun with mistresses, some having a quickie in a dark side of the club room, ladies around with tight and mini dress, I strode to the upper part of the club, took the elevator to the top floor, the top floor is for only me and my business partners that are about to make any business transactions, and those two sons of bitches sitting on the chair with their arms and lap filled with a slut or two and some other mafia’s, definitely the ones who wants a business transaction. Enzo Gallo and Carlo Morellis, my two best friends also in the mafia business. As I wandered into the seat and sit there and pour myself a cup of whiskey and downed it at once, a lady tried to approach me but I sent her a glare and she stumbled backward and left hastily.

“senor Montero, it’s a pleasure” the bald Man said with a hesitant smile

“yeah yeah whatever, just cut to the chase, do you have it?” I asked in a bored tone as I sip the expensive whiskey, then the bald man beckoned one of his man behind him with a briefcase and when the man opened it I saw the cash in full stark, filling the whole briefcase with no space left and I nodded, impressed and beckoned to my mind behind me and he rolled a big travelling bag, armored and black and opened it and inside was neatly arranged with grenades and explosives, the man sighed in a smile and nodded and we made the exchange with no need for  a gunfight.

“you can take the back door” I said telling one of my men to lead him out through an easy way so as to not trigger the package.

“thank you Mr. Montero” the bald man said and left the upper room.

I relaxed on the chair and lit a cigarette and took a long drag

“now since when did this crazy Mafioso reject any hoes who came close” Enzo asked, adding more fire to my anger.

“that fucking bastard thought he could rat at those fucking Russians and still breathe, well he thought wrong” I huffed angrily and took another long drag of my cigarette.

“so? did you send him to hell?” Carlo asked as he smirked at the girl sitting on his laps and moving on his laps slowly and seductively.