The Bratty Heiress. Chapter 1. Meet Olga

So, the chapter title said meet Olga, well then here I am. I'd describe myself as a beautiful young woman (not at all bragging, just stating facts) with dark hair, pale skin, full kissable lips.

You would see me dressed in knee-length designer dresses, high heels, and let-down hair, probably with a small encrusted diamond hairpin on it.

It defines my heiress-ness, but my daily style is way more fun and loving, definitely not a bratty style of myself.

Are you sure you still want to read my story? Okay then, don't say that I didn't warn you.

So! For those who have known me from the previous story, let me welcome you to mine.

I'd say it'll be the best story that the Author will ever write, but hey...I'm biased, this is MY story. And I haven't told her everything to write, including the ending. So...yeah, we will see.

First of all, let me tell you all about my childhood. From the previous story, you all know that I'm Nikolai's pretty lit