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Beauty and the Beast [A modern day tale]

There once was a powerful Prince who ruled the business world with no heart. Everything he wanted he took. One day a cleaning girl getting his home ready for a party caught his eye. Could someone so simple thaw his hear and turn the beast into a man? He quickly turned. He picked up a vase and threw it. He stormed down stairs. "Who is in charge?" he roared. Bella stood up, "I am sir, my name is Bella Beauté, what can I help you with?" She held out her hand. He stared at it but could not take in, "It is improper to sit out in front of my home and have a picnic. There is a park down the road eat there." "I do apologize sir. We will do that from now on. Is there anything else?" Bella tried to keep calm. With out a word he stormed back into his home. There was still 40 minutes for lunch so they packed up their lunch and headed to the park. From the window he watched the little girl drive away. 'Bella Beauté... Beauté is french for beauty and she was a beauty.' [The book is also full of fairytales Bella loves to read]

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Three for the price of One (12)

Bella gets up and heads out early. She wanted to stop by the library before going to work.

She takes a few minutes and settles for GRIMM'S FAIRY STORIES

She then heads to work.

"Bella please come to my office." Her manger was waiting for her at the assignment board.

"What do you need?" Bella asked walking into the office.

"You are one of the hardest worker I have but there was a complaint this morning."

"From who?"Bella asked.

"Miss Thornton our new client. She claims you did not finish and broke one of her expensive plates. She is demanding five thousand dollars or for your termination."

"I understand, thank you for everything. You can send my last check by mail."

He had lied to her she should not have gone to that party.

Bella left and bought a paper to look for another job. But there was not any that would give her the same pay. She once again had to work three jobs again.

She got a hold of her last boss's and started her jobs. Today would be at the coffee shop then tonight at the gas station then on the weekends at the bar.

She then, after getting everything set called Bert and told him what happened.

Bert was mad after everything she went through to go back working that hard.

He then showed up at the Puissance Entreprise. He spots Mr. Heart and walks up do you.

"Mr. Heart" Bert says

Zane turns and recognized him as Bella brother. "How can I help Bella's brother today? How is she?"

"Bella lost her jobs and now has to work go back working three to make up for the school fees. You promised yesterday if she came, she would not get fired. But she did not only fired, she also cried all night because of you." Bert was yelling now and people were starting to gather.

Zane just stood there and when Bert walked away he pulled out his phone.

"Heather why did you have Miss Beauté fired?" He asked.

"Because she dared to come between you and I. She needed to be punished." Heather said.

"There was no you and I. There never will be now because of what you did." Zane said.

"What did she do come crying to you?" Heather asked.

"No, she is better than that. I just wanted to hear it from your lips what you did." He hung up.

Bella work till five and headed to the gas station. She sat at one of the booths to wait for the shift to start so she started her new book.

◇◇◇♡♡♡◇◇◇ THE GOOSE-GIRL

An old queen, whose husband had been dead some years, had a beautiful daughter. When she grew up, she was betrothed to a prince who lived a great way off; and as the time drew near for her to be married, she got ready to set off on her journey to his country.

Then the queen, her mother, packed up a great many costly things--jewels, and gold, and silver, trinkets, fine dresses, and in short, everything that became a royal bride; for she loved her child very dearly; and she gave her a waiting-maid to ride with her, and give her into the bridegroom's hands; and each had a horse for the journey.

Now the princess' horse was called Falada, and could speak. When the time came for them to set out, the old queen went into her bed-chamber, and took a little knife, and cut off a lock of her hair, and gave it to her daughter, saying, "Take care of it, dear child; for it is a charm that may be of use to you on the road."

Then they took a sorrowful leave of each other, and the princess put the lock of her mother's hair into her bosom, got upon her horse, and set off on her journey to her bridegroom's kingdom.

One day, as they were riding along by the side of a brook, the princess began to feel very thirsty, and said to her maid, "Pray get down and fetch me some water in my golden cup out of yonder brook, for I want to drink."

"Nay," said the maid, "if you are thirsty, get down yourself, and lie down by the water and drink; I shall not be your waiting-maid any longer."

The princess was so thirsty that she got down, and knelt over the little brook and drank, for she was frightened, and dared not bring out her golden cup; and then she wept, and said, "Alas! what will become of me?"

And the lock of hair answered her, and said-- "Alas! alas! if thy mother knew it, Sadly, sadly her heart would rue it."

But the princess was very humble and meek, so she said nothing to her maid's ill behavior, but got upon her horse again.

Then all rode further on their journey, till the day grew so warm, and the sun so scorching, that the bride began to feel very thirsty again; and at last, when they came to a river, she forgot her maid's rude speech, and said, "Pray get down and fetch me some water to drink in my golden cup."

But the maid answered her, and even spoke more haughtily than before, "Drink if you will, but I shall not be your waiting-maid."

Then the princess was so thirsty that she got off her horse and lay down, and held her head over the running stream, and cried, and said, "What will become of me?"

And the lock of hair answered her again-- "Alas! alas! if thy mother knew it, Sadly, sadly her heart would rue it."

And as she leaned down to drink, the lock of hair fell from her bosom and floated away with the water, without her seeing it, she was so much frightened.

But her maid saw it, and was very glad, for she knew the charm, and saw that the poor bride would be in her power now that she had lost the hair.

GRIMM'S FAIRY STORIES: THE GOOSE-GIRL

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