Chapter 1
Meeting Alia
I woke up to the scent of fresh patay that was floating through the air, Taking in the scent I stand up moving my long curly red hair out of my face while making my way towards the bathroom.
I made sure to use only a little bit of water to wash my face and brush my teeth since the bill was already high.
Once I finished I walked to the kitchen and as I thought Sali was busy making the breakfast for Alhaaj Bakur.
"Goodmorning Sali," I said hugging her with one hand while my other reached for the freshly made patay "Ah... Ah...Ah, You know how he feels about servants touching his food!" Sali says scolding me before she can even slap my hand away I sneak one warm patay then make my way towards my room waving goodbye while laughing.
Biting into the warm pastry I smile in delight it tastes so delicious especially warm I couldn't wait to rub this in Fatar's face, Finishing the patay off with the last bite I lick my fingers clean before hurrying to change into my uniform.
You must be confused with questions like, Who is this girl? And how does she look?
Well, I am Alia Alitar an orphaned girl at the age of eight because there were too many girls in my big family. For ten years I was forced to take care of my self. I wasn't much to look at when I was dirty but I cleaned up nice I had bright red hair and plump pink lips. When I was fifteen my breast became perkier I now had an 'f' now. My bossom became bigger also which made it harder to work in the brothel as I did.
I had no idea where I inherited my hair color since I was sure no one in my family had bright red hair that was wildly curly like mines but I had learned to live with it.
I knew so far that I was of Arabian blood but on my father's side was all white so I was mixed I assumed I was anyway.
Well since you know my age, back story and appearance you might want to know my actual full name.
I am Alia Allehya Allitar,nice to meet ya!
(Aa-Lee-a All-e-ya Ally-tar)
