Emma covered her face with the golden veil which was given to her by her aunt. The veil prevented her from seeing the route at which they were passing,and besides, the glasses were tinted. But the gate was enough to tell that the guy was extraordinarily rich
The gate was made of jewels and gold and the gate opened by itself. The surrounding was a magnificent one and she saw lots of gardens and lots of workers. They passed through a big fountain and the sight of the house was something else to behold.
It was painted, no made with real gold. The staircase was grand and the door was huge. A man came to open the door of the executive car which had picked she and her aunt that morning. She got down and saw her aunt. She stared at her aunt in shock and amazement. Her aunt had dressed to kill.
Vera wore a really tight black armless mini gown and she used heavy makeup with really big and expensive golden jewelries, and golden bangles and rings, accompanied with a black shoe and a black bag. She wore dark shades to make her look more sexier while she chewed on a bubble gum. The gown was too tight which released the whole shape of her body and the gown's bodice design exposed part of her big plump breast.
Emma stared at her surrounding and she saw her aunt walking on the grand staircase towards the door so she followed her. As the door was opened for them by two men who wore suits and shades, the cold breeze gushed unto her face making her to know that the air conditioner was on.
The inside was indescribable and it looked just like heaven on earth. There was a fountain right in the middle of the house, "what?! a fountain?". The fountain was painted with gold, but this gold looked more like real one. The woman in the fountain was really really really beautiful. She sat on a grand chair and was reading a book. Water flowed down her hair, which made Emma realise that was were the hole for the water was. Anyone who saw the inside wouldn't know how to describe it.
There were some pictures on the wall with golden frames and the pictures were just too realistic and beautiful. " looks like they were drawn by the best artist in the world", she thought
She saw her aunt walking towards another staircase leading to the second floor and she hurriedly followed her aunt.
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