Isabella was a pretty young woman who was very ruthlessly, her whole life was about to be disrupted by some people called the elite pact, for once in Isabella's life she was really scared, what would they do to her if they caught her she thought to herself, Isabella arrived at her duplex packed a few things and hurriedly left for the airport.
She drove as fast as she could, she did want to miss her flight to Morocco that was the place she felt safe, Isabella did not come from a wealthy nor rich family, her father and mother were very poor, Isabella vowed she was going to break the poverty chain in her family by any means possible, so she played with fire.
Isabella arrived Benue in Nigeria seven years ago with nothing but a wretched suit case filled with old worn out clothes, she planned to stay with her friend Aisha for some time untill she was able to find a job while going to school, Isabella was not your average innocent girl, she was willing to do anything to make money, even if it meant sleeping with all the rich young boys on campus.
These boys were rich they drove the nicest cars, wore fancy designer clothes and even had lunch at the most expensive resturants, Isabella envied them so much that she wished she could be like them.
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