CHAPTER 1: PART 1
-Author's Note- Just like my other story on here, this story was made back in 2016. So, some of the
things you read may be confusing or weird for the time we are in. Hope you enjoy it. Names were
changed due to legal reasons.
*Cara's pov*
I'm Cara Dele. I'm 17 years old and I'm super-rich like I'm the world's richest kid. My family owns over © - All rights reserved.
one thousand big companies and well over one million small company's. I sometimes work in my dad's
offices because he said I have to work to get my money. Every penny I have is because I've earned it
over the years. My dad loves me with all his heart and he shows it but on the other hand, my mom says
she loves me but the things she says to me would say otherwise. She's just old fashion and needs time
to deal with it but its been 17 years I would have thought she would accept me by now. Enough about
my family.
I was born in England so I have a British accent which the ladies love. Oh and I'm gay. I've known since
I was about ten when I kissed my friend, she was really hot and we dated for about a week and then
got bored. Normally that's how childhood relationships go. It's a week tops because we don't know
what we're doing.
My dating life is about that same now because I normally get drunk and sleep with a girl and move on.
If the girl gives me any problems of wanting a relationship I will pay her one grand so she keeps her
mouth shut. The girls always brag that they got to sleep with me but they don't go into detail because if
they did shit would go down.
Now my secret. I've had this thing with me since I was born and it confused everyone because there is
nobody out there like me. My mom and dad always said never to tell anyone because it would fuck up
the company so for me that meant I couldn't be in a normal relationship. Not like I wanted to, I'm more
of a one-time thing type of girl. Anyways, this thing takes a big toll on me especially when I was 15
because of all my hormones. Shit was crazy.
I didn't get the monthly lady shit that other girls get which is a gift from God, but I had to deal with my
secret becoming noticeable and may I tell you it is hard to hide. So by now, you're probably thinking of
things that it could be and you may be wrong or you may be right. My secret is...