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Bailey Grace Hamilton

"People will give you shit. It's a part of life. And it's how you react to that that defines you."

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a character in “Captive in a Chemical Garden”, as played by YoureStillAnInnocent

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"I wish I could bubble wrap my heart..."

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Name: Bailey Grace Hamilton
Age: 15
Face claim: Amber Heard

Likes:
  • Country music - being a true country girl at heart, it’s not surprising that music which comes from a country origin is Bailey’s favourite kind.
  • Songwriting - this gives Bailey an outlet in which to put all the negative emotions she’s feeling and all her negative energy into something productive, without risking something bad happening to her. She spends as much time as she can just sitting alone doing this, and will NOT react well if she’s disturbed. At ALL.
  • Rain - acting as one of her most influential items when in a productive mood for either songwriting or composing music, rain is one of the best things there is in the world to Bailey. She finds it beautiful and inspiring, and will happily sit by the window and watch it when she needs to just lose herself and forget about all the bad things going on around her.
  • Playing guitar - Bailey LOVES sitting down and playing music on her guitar, due to her fascination with music and with the different sounds guitars can make. She plays an acoustic, as she loves the sound she gets without having to plug it into an amp as you do with an electric, and because it has a softer sound.
  • Children - although you would not think it, Bailey is EXTREMELY maternal. She loves children and babies, and hopes that eventually she will fall in love and start a family, although with the current situation, she believes the chance of this is slim. However, in order to see the mothering side of her you would need to be VERY close to her. She believes this is an advantage she has because if her husband does not know anything of it, he will just think she’s difficult and will leave her alone. Again, something she doubts will happen, but hopes for deep down.

Dislikes:
  • People who think she’s weak - if there is one thing Bailey is NOT, it’s helpless. And she will REALLY fuck you up if you call her anything like that.
  • Being a forced bride - the whole ordeal of being kidnapped and basically sold off is just barbaric and inhumane, as far as Bailey’s concerned. And one thing’s for certain…she’s not going down without a fight.
  • Most people - there’s no easy way to say this; Bailey’s just not a people person. She can form bonds with certain people, but even then, she won’t let herself get TOO close.
  • People who try to make others like them - if someone tries too hard to make Bailey like them, odds are the exact opposite will happen. In that way, Bailey’s different from other girls. She’ll decide whether she likes you or not HERSELF, and you will have no influence in the matter.
  • Alcohol - mainly due to the fact her father was a raging alcohol as she was growing up, which caused her mother to leave him. Because of this she has never ONCE picked up a drink, and as far as she’s concerned, never will.

Fears:
  • Pregnancy - it sounds odd considering Bailey is naturally maternal, but the whole idea or pregnancy and childbirth is terrifying for her. Especially now, with the husband she has.
  • ‘Intimacy’ - while this could be a fear for anyone, not just Bailey, her fear of the subject is unnatural. Due to a terrible experience she had when she was younger, one she will share with no-one, even the slightest touch from someone from the opposite sex will send her into a frenzy; kicking, screaming, swearing and ultimately just freaking out.

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Appearance: Bailey is considerably tall, with a height of 5ft 8in. This is EXCEPTIONALLY tall for a girl of such a young age of 15, and along with her whole aura and appearance leads people to have much confusion about her age, which is something she doesn’t like anyone to bring up. Emotionally and mentally she was forced to grow up before her time, which is what she believes induced her to seemingly age on the outside aswell. She usually looks slightly younger without makeup, but unfortunately her domestic chooses to use makeup to make her look as old as she can possibly look whenever she must see the Governor; something she finds rather disgusting and doesn’t approve of in the slightest.
As well as tall, Bailey has a slim build and accentuates this with her choice of clothing. Her eyes shine different colours depending on the light, alternating between a light blue, and a greenish-gray. Her long blonde hair is often styled in a messy wavy style, worn down most of the time and occasionally worn up; but only for special occasions.
There’s no doubt that she’s beautiful,…but in her mind, who isn’t? She just sees herself as average. Which is why she doesn’t understand why it had to be her who was taken.

Personality:The first thing people discover about Bailey Grace Hamilton upon meeting her is that she’s a handful. Not in the sense that she takes a lot of looking after, but more in the sense that she REALLY doesn’t want to be in her current situation and is going to fight until the end to get out of it. And this girl can REALLY put up a fight.
Bailey is also, needless to say, a girl who keeps to herself rather than one who shares things with everyone she meets. And living in the mansion is an incredibly lonely experience for her because of this. She doesn’t make friends with ease, but can make an enemy of someone who attempts to hurt her in some way or tries to manipulate her with no problems at all.
When it comes to trying to impressing people, Bailey has an incredibly simple approach: she doesn’t. Simple as that. In her mind she is living for HERSELF…and nobody else. However, it seems that the less she tries, the more people like her. The meaner she is to them, the more they stick around. And she literally has NO idea why.
An avid fan of music, guitars, miserable weather and young children, Bailey CAN actually be an okay person to get along with…as long as you share a common love - or hatred - for at least ONE thing. Otherwise, you may as well not even try.
The other hidden side of Bailey, besides her kinder and maternal side, is her vulnerable side. This can be brought out with any mention of her past, her possible future, or by a simple question about her family or how she became who she is today. When somebody discovers that side of her she feels horribly exposed, so does the best she can to keep it completely private and put up the protective walls around her, completely shutting everyone out and losing herself in her thoughts and fantasies.
One thing is easy to say about Bailey: she’s a fighter. She refuses to back down and give in to ANYONE, the Governor included. She KNOWS it’ll probably get her punished, but with the amount of shit she’s gone through in the past she just doesn’t care. The only downside she finds with THIS behaviour is that given her Governor is a cruel and abusive man, she cannot tell whether he will find her odd and choose to bother the other wives rather than her, or see her as a challenge and try harder with her, something that inside, she is TERRIFIED of.

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History:Bailey Grace was born when her mother had just turned seventeen, her father the same age. Whilst children should be a celebrated miracle in society, children born in this time just weren’t, and closely following her birth her parents began to row and fight. Around that time was when her father discovered alcohol, and began his downward spiral. This was something her mother just couldn’t take and immediately divorced him, moving away and leaving Bailey in his complete care. While until that time she was growing up as a normal little girl, holding fascinations with princesses, sparkles and the colour pink, her parents’ divorce COMPLETELY changed her. Where she was once confident, she now wouldn’t say a word to anyone. Where she was once always spending time with others, playing games and being happy, she would now lock herself in her little bedroom for hours at a time to sit on her own and cry. And unfortunately, things didn’t get better.
At the age of just seven years old, she suffered a traumatic experience at the hands of a close friend of her father, one that she has since never forgotten and regularly has nightmares about to this day. This is something not normally discussed as Bailey does not want anyone to see that she still has her fears and still has things that get to her. She prefers to appear as a little bit un-human, in the hope she will get out of this living hell sooner.
When she was just eight years old, her father - the only official guardian she still had - passed away, leaving Bailey to fend for herself. As her family was not well known in the community, she had nobody else to turn to, and began to live out on the streets. This is what fully influenced her cold and difficult persona, encouraging her to lose trust in just about everyone and never take shit from anybody. This continued until she was eventually found and taken.




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"My heavy heart sinks deep down under you and your twisted words…"

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Bailey Grace Hamilton's Story

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Having very cautiously and very quietly slipped through the crowds of people and out into the garden, Bailey looked around, drawing in a breath when she saw the size of it. It was perfect. Surely, if she just hid behind a tree or in the bushes, and kept quiet for long enough...
Pulling herself from her thoughts, she huffed and shook her head slightly, wondering why she was even thinking about attempting it in the first place. Someone would find her. It'd probably been done before. Nevertheless, Bailey knew she needed to get away from all the attention; she'd never been a people person. And so with that in mind, she began to make her way down the steps and down towards the furthest end of the garden.
When she had just about travelled half of the journey, she stepped on an uneven piece of land and her ankle gave way. She'd always had a weak ankle since she broke it as a child, and obviously, today was just going to be one of those days when her body just wouldn't co-operate.
The fall sent her into a heap on the grass and caused her to curse quietly to herself as a sharp pain shot the point of injury up her leg and into her hip. After that pain passed there was a lesser ache left in her leg, but she could deal with it and keep walking. It was only then that she thought about checking for any stain or rip in her dress, and began to check as she stood up and dusted herself off.
A half-hearted inspection of the whole dress revealed it had not been soiled or damaged in any way: not that she'd have cared if it had. If this guy was going to have her kidnapped and forced into marriage, she'd deface and damage anything she wanted. And she wouldn't feel any guilt doing it. She should be able to do that, given the fact that she's still a child...
Another thing that completely sickened Bailey about this whole arrangement, and about the man she was marrying. This was children having children. And any man who would willingly sleep with a girl as young as thirteen in order for her to bear children should be in prison...not living in some extravagant mansion with people treating him like some sort of celebrity. She HATED Alex Strenson, and when she finally got the chance to, she would make that PERFECTLY clear.
Giving a quick glance back at the castle as she began to see a few people edging dangerously close to the same glass doors she had just emerged from, Bailey debated whether to go back a few paces and put on the white ballet pumps she had been wearing, which had slipped off her feet in the fall and were now lying one on top of another in the grass, or to just carry on. And, eventually deciding she couldn't risk too much movement in case anyone noticed her, left them where they were and hurried towards the bushes, using her hands to lift up the bottom of her dress so she would not risk tripping over it.
Bailey's dress was simple and elegant; a long white gown which clung to her hips and her chest to accentuate her curves, and then flowed moreso down towards her feet, the very end trailing along the floor behind her. There was a slit going up the left side from the bottom up to just below her hips and also around the end of the dress that had a small pattern of navy blue flowers and vines travelling up and along it, a few centimetres thick, to just add a little bit of originality to the design. Or at least, that's what she'd been told. The dress also had a bare back, although Bailey had originally thought it had been revealing enough at the front...a little bit too revealing, even. But, that was these sick fucks for you...anything to expose young girls in any way they possibly can. Her long blonde hair, normally worn down in a way you couldn't even call 'styled', had been styled up into a messy updo on the top of her head, a few strands still hanging down to frame her face. The curls had been left in it, thank God, or she wouldn't have been at all recognisable. Although, the more she thought about it, that could be a good thing. The only thing that REALLY bothered her about her hair was the small silver and diamond headband-style tiara she'd been forced to wear. When she'd seen it, she had protested: It's not like it's fucking PROM, or something. It's a wedding. A wedding she didn't even want to be part of. But, still...she'd had no say, and here it was on the top of her head, projecting her whole persona in all of it's disgusting glory unto the whole world.
She knew she'd stand out if anyone so much as glanced outside the window or saw a movement of white out of the corner of her eye which contrasted with the dark blues and blacks of the atmosphere outside, and in all honesty, she was in a way, scared. But at that moment, she just couldn't worry about that. She just needed to think. And so she continued to walk, moving a loose lock of hair from her eyes and keeping her head down, praying she'd stay unnoticed and slip into the night.

The setting changes from Alex's Mansion to Distant future America

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There was a smile on Alex's face. It exuded brilliance, intelligence, but most of all happiness. Everything had gone perfectly, there was no crying no shouts of outrage. Just a beautiful ceremony. But right now he was searching for his brides. Something he as a person of such a high caliber should never have to do and his smile was slowly turning a neutral look. His mouth becoming a thin line as he pressed his lips together.

Right now Alex was walking around the garden of his mansion, searching for his brides. A wedding photographer had set up and was waiting for them. He passed by a waitress and grabbed her stiffly by the arm.

"If you find my wives before I do, please tell them to meet me at the fountain. The photographer is there waiting for us." Alex said, his calm tone contrasting his stiff body language.

He then continued to walk through the garden passing by people he'd never met before. Usually he would stop and great them with his trade mark smile, but right now he had other things to do. He quickened his pace, his mind racing through all the things he still needed to do today. He rounded a corner of his mansion and for the first time since he had been wed, saw one of his brides. It was in fact Bailey. Her head down as she moved quickly through the garden. Luckily for Alex, she was heading straight for him. He quickened his pace even more, bringing him to a slow jog and allowing him to quickly close the distance between him and Bailey. With an outstretched arm he wrapped his right arm around her waist as the two passed. Picking her up and settling her down on his left side, facing the same direction he was heading.

"Ah, Bailey my dear so glad you could join us. Come, we still have to find the rest of my brides." Alex said, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he began to walk at a reasonable speed.

A moment later a Alex spotted a large crowd surrounding something, or someone. Quickly he turned to Bailey, looking her straight in the eyes.

"Stay here, I'll only be a moment."

With that he turned and walked into the large crowd, gently pushing some of the less important people out the way, while smiling at those who were more renowned. There in the center of the crowd sat Alyssa a flustered look on her face. He stepped forward towards her, his hand held out to her. The crowd that had gathered had now slowly began to disperse not wanting to meddle in the conversations of the newly weds.

"Come my dear, we have things to do." Alex said as he shook his hand at her to signal his eagerness.

Two wives down, one to go. That waitress better find here before I do. Alex thought as he led Alyssa by her hand towards Bailey.

"Alright, thank you for so graciously helping me to find you both. We've got a photographer waiting for us by the fountain and I will not have my name made a fool of by making him wait." Alex scolded the two brides with dripping sarcasm. His friendly demeanor now slowly morphing into a more serious and angry tone. Alex sighed, anger was not a great way to start of a marriage. But these wives needed to behave them selfs and not be so extremely hard to find.

"The two of you look phenomenal by the way" Alex said with sincerity. The two looked gorgeous and there was no denying it. Quickly and firmly Alex began to lead the two around the last corner of the garden, hoping to find his last wife. As Alex rounded the last corner he was no longer needing to search. The last wife seemed to be the most excited of all. See was easily spotted among a group of on lookers. Each one seemed utterly enticed by her. She was defiantly the show woman and Alex liked it, but there was no time for pleasantries.

"Wait here... Please." Alex said curtly, before adding a polite gesture, he might as well. These were the woman who were going to bare his children.

Quickly Alex made his way over to Arielle.

"My dear, sorry to interrupt but I need you to come along with me. Alex said, cutting off the conversation his wife was having. His hand outstretched to his she-devil of a wife

"Good God you look beautiful." He blurted out, forgetting the anger he had harbored for her being the hardest to find, as he lead her to his other wives.

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Bailey glanced down at her dress when Alex complimented her, using this movement to hide the slight roll of her eyes at his words.
"You know what else looks phenomenal? The garden. You know...the one I was just in. So...thanks for your enthusiasm and all, but...I'm not going to take you up on this offer. I'm just not photogenic, and I don't wish to put myself through the embarrassment. Although it would be LOVELY to take a wedding photo with you, Alyssa and Arielle...something I would truly treasure for the rest of my miserable existence." She replied, giving Alex a bitter sweet smile and taking a small step back towards the doors. "Come find me when all of this mess is over and I can have time to myself in peace, would you? Now, that...is something I would be interested in."
She was going to test his patience. She was going to make him suffer, for all the suffering he'd already made her endure by bringing her here. And she wasn't going to show mercy.

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Arielle lifted her eyes once more to search the crowd for her husband and froze mid-conversation with an elderly first generation couple when she saw him there, stood with his two other brides - she refused to call them sister wives, they were nothing but competition for their husband's affection - and she felt her charming mask drop. The fury sparked up in her eyes, truly completing her she-devil image. How was she not the first one he noticed? Those other girls were merely children playing dress up…They were nothing compared to her. She swallowed her rage and returned her gaze to the couple, giving them another forced but believable smile and excusing herself. Then with a tight-set jaw, she began to make her way through the crowd towards her husband.

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((this happens when Alex is about to find Arielle))

"Come find me when all of this mess is over and I can have time to myself in peace, would you? Now, that...is something I would be interested in."

Alex listened silently, nodding his head as Bailey spoke. Then once she finished he smiled at her.

"Well thats a shame isn't it?"

Suddenly, Alex raised his hand and slapped Bailey in one smooth movement. There was no warning whatsoever, the smiled Alex had on his face stuck throughout the entire moment. He slowly waited for Bailey to recover as he stood tall over her.

"It really is." His voice now calm but menacing.

"I have no time for bull shit. I'm a busy man. You do what I say or I throw you to the street and I will make sure that the men who throw you out leave out on the streets naked and alone. With nothing to protect you and no one to save you."

He chuckled before continuing on around the garden with his wives.

"Congratulations by the way. You know know how far my patience goes before I get slightly annoyed."

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Arielle smiled at her husband and gracefully took his hand, her face relaxing and the fury disappearing from her eyes when she heard his compliment.
"Well thank you..." she practically purred and followed him to join his other two brides. As she looked at the both of them, she couldn't help but wonder if Alex had complimented them with the same sense of admiration. She guessed not, noticing the red mark on the blonde one's cheek. Her eyes suddenly lit up with a slight gleam of satisfaction - if she had already given herself cause for punishment, it was a slim chance she would be chosen for Alex's First Wife...and the little brunette didn't appear to be much of a threat, so the position was already as good as hers.

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Bailey lightly rubbed her cheek with the back of her hand, glaring over at Alex as she did so. How dare he bring any form of bodily harm to her...
She hated him even more now.
Forcing herself to look away and focus her attention on something or someone else, Bailey looked over at Arielle, giving her a quick look up and down, then turned her nose up slightly and looked away again. She wasn't going to attempt to converse with someone who looked as if they'd like to hit her as hard as Alex did...to be honest, they were probably suited for eachother. And with that, she began to look around the room, sighing quietly as she tried to keep her mind off what was going on.

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There was something about the way that Arielle almost purred as she thanked Alex for the compliment that made him want to not only whisper sweet nothings into her ear, but also made him lust for her. More so than with any of his other wives. But all that was for later.

"Right, now that you're all here. We have a photographer waiting for us at the fountain. He is extremely professional so please, behave your self around him." Alex said as he shot Bailey a look.

"So, follow me. Oh before I forget. Alyssa I want you on my right side, your hand on my shoulder. Bailey, on my left. Same thing as Alyssa."

Alex paused for a moment as turned to look at Arielle. A smile on his face as he thought of the best position for her and then chuckled to him self as his mind drifted off to that of the bedroom.

"Arielle, I want you on my lap. You're arm around my neck." Alex then checked his watch. His smile now changing to frown.

"Come, we can't make the photographer wait any longer." With that he presented his arms for two of his wives, before moving on towards the fountain.

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Glancing at Alex and Arielle as they spoke, and then into the rest of the garden and all that was around her, thoughts raced through Bailey's mind. And at that moment, she struck gold.
She had a plan.
Quickly picking up her posture and striding after them, she smoothly and gracefully slipped her arm through Alex's other, flashing him the most dazzling smile she could manage and playfully fluttering her eyelashes as she looked up at him.
"...Just to keep up the good image...we wouldn't want people to think that I wasn't happy..." She remarked as she did so, lifting her dress with her other hand so it wouldn't trail along the ground. "I'd suggest we forget things ever happened and start over, but...there'll be time for that later on tonight, won't there?"
She smiled seductively, gently twisting a lock of her hair around in her fingers and looking Alex up and down slightly.

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It was a rough start for Alex, at least in his world, but finally things were now falling into place. Alex smiled as Arielle gently took his arm, he could feel how she was warm, excited and most of all ready for her future with him. But with Bailey it cold, harsh but strangely something else was there that Alex couldn't quite put his finger on.

He turned to Bailey, looking her dead in the eye.

"I may be the man of the house, but I'm not daft. You may try your luck with the domestics and see how far you can get with them. But you will not test my patience and you will not rebel against my authority."

Alex said, his eyes unblinking while he spoke, the venom is his speech extremely prudent. Alex liked Arielle's warm touch, her obedience, but there was something in Bailey he just could not take his mind off of and then as an after thought he added;

"and yes there will be time."

Alex turned to face Arielle, a warm smile on his face

"more than enough."

Soon they were at the fountain with the photographer fussing about them.

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Standing in her place ready to take the wedding photographs, Bailey was not entirely pleased. But still she smiled and posed the way she had been taught to do by her mother when she was a young child if such a day arrived, before she had moved out and left her father. She flashed a smile and a wave at numerous groups of people who had decided to come over and watch the photographs being taken, simply to make up for the lack of time she'd spent talking to any of them since she had arrived. And to prove that she wasn't entirely made of stone, like they would have previously thought.
In the back of her mind, she knew there was something there - something that, despite all of Arielle's attempts to draw the attention towards her - something that Bailey had that Alex had noticed. And she would do whatever she could to bring that out more. She was seemingly a challenge for him, constantly hot and cold, and she knew that made her interesting. And with any hope, she would get that little bit of freedom she so longed for. She wasn't happy with her current situation, but...maybe, just maybe...things would start to get better. She was counting on that.

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Arielle returned Alex's warm smile, trying to ignore the little blonde thing that had attached itself to her husband's other arm. She was irrelevant. She would not get in the way of her plans, and if she dared try, Arielle would crush her like an insect. She would be the one with all of the attention, she would be the one with all the affection, she would be there on Alex's arm at every party and ceremony, riding through the city in limousines, being praised and admired by other governors and their wives. She would be the one Alex comes to every night. That is what her life will be, and she'd never let anyone take that from her.
After these thoughts passed through her mind, she realized she needed to improve her ability to ignore...Because at that moment, all she could think about was Alex's other bride and her obvious attempts to steal Arielle's rightful title away from her.
She snapped out of those thoughts as soon as they arrived at the fountain, though, as soon as she laid eyes on that camera.

The setting changes from Alex's Mansion to Distant future America

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((sorry for my lack of posting im helping family and im so mad this will be my last short post))

Alyssa watches as the whole thing went down,staying quiet not wanting to get hurt.She watched as the other wive...the older one was getting more attention..Alyssa didn't care but,she was getting ticked off."So, follow me. Oh before I forget. Alyssa I want you on my right side, your hand on my shoulder. Bailey, on my left. Same thing as Alyssa."
Alyssa eyed bolth Alex and the other wives and nodded."Arielle, I want you on my lap. You're arm around my neck." She rolled her eyes and watches as Alex put two arms out for the other two wives.Greatshe thought,I'm just gonna try along like a little lost puppy now arn't I.Alyssa followed them to the fountain and put her arm on Alex's shoulder faking a smile.

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*Flash* *Flash* *Flash*

For a moment Alex was blinded by the bright light of the camera flashes, but quickly the world returned to normal.

"Alright, now for the singles. Just a photo with just you and me." Alex said, his voice taking a more demanding tone than that of asking.

"Alyssa, you'll be first." Alex looked at the timid girl. He thoughts beginning to wonder if she would be any good as a mother to his heirs.

"Come now, shoo you two." A smile making its way across Alex's face as he jokingly shooed his wives away.

"So... Tell me about your-self Alyssa." Alex began as the photographer began to take photos of the couple in different positions.

"Who you are, what you do and where it is they found you." Alex's voice now catching a slight edge as he spoke. He knew how it is that he came to get his wives and he loved it.

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Alex Strenson


Alex smile fell off his face in the last photo as he heard Alyssa's answer, his face showing nothing but a blank expression. Alex was surprised with Alyssa's answer. In truth he was shocked. The fact that Alyssa was a prostitute before entering his home disgusted him. But there was merit in her honesty and at least she knew her way around the bed room.

"Did he feel sorry for you before or after he ruined your beautiful body?" Alex asked rhetorically as he signaled that he wished for Alyssa to be off his lap.

"Thank you Alyssa, can you call Bailey for me?" Alex asked, the shock from Alyssa's answer causing him to become move civil with his wife.

While he waited for Bailey he recovered, falling back into his usual demeanor. As Bailey approached Alex posed the same question. A subtle hint of doubt as to if the answer might be pleasant or not.

"So... Tell me about your-self Bailey. Who you are, what you do and where it is they found you."

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Character Portrait: Bailey Grace Hamilton Character Portrait: Alyssa Hartwell Character Portrait: Arielle Riley Character Portrait: Alex Strenson
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The smile faded as Alyssa walked away from Alex,passing Bailey.She was smart,she knew her husband was
ticked off with her about being a protitute.Well fuck him,he is going to have to deal with it. she thought,sitting down by Alex's other wife and starred daggers at Alex but,quickly stopped.Alyssa then eyed Arielle up and down.She then turned her head and scoffed.Yea she was older but,she wasen't scared of her...just Alex.She saw how Alex was 'favoring'her earlier.She seemed like like first wife material wich made Alyssa giggle.let her have first wife Alyssa thought.She will get more attention than me so....I want really have to talk or see him much. That thought made a half smile return to Alyssa's face as she starred out into the garden.

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Character Portrait: Valentina Black Character Portrait: Bailey Grace Hamilton Character Portrait: Decker Delaney Character Portrait: Alex Strenson
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Bailey tried desperately hard not to flinch when she heard Alex's words. She hated being asked about her past...and she had no idea whether he didn't know that, or if he just wanted to watch her squirm. And that just made her want to hit him even more than she already did.
But...she had to be civil if she wanted to be First Wife. She had to be desirable. And she wanted First Wife.
Approaching Alex with a small, seductive smile on her face, she lightly draped her arms around his neck, turning to pose for the camera.
"Well...in all honesty, Governor Strenson...that's pillow talk...or at least...the details are, anyway..." She said quietly, leaning in and lightly brushing her lips against his for the camera. "But...basically...I'm Bailey Grace Ha-Strenson," She quickly corrected herself as she remembered her surname change. "And...I was mostly raised by my Dad, but...he died when I was eight, so...after that I had to fend for myself...I never had to make myself a prostitute, thank God, but...my mother told me that part of me needed to be saved for marriage, so...I'm sure you'll reap in the benefits of that...and then the Gatherers eventually found me when I was fifteen while I was just walking around outside, and...lucky me...picked from the bunch on the first time round..." She glanced around her, giving a small giggle. "And here I am..."

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"Well...I don't think that should really ever happen..." Valentina said quietly, glancing back over at Decker. "I mean...I hope you don't think me being rude, but...the last thing I want here is for any of my sister wives to have any reason to resent me...and as both Lacey and Raven are both very attached to you already..." She sighed quietly. "It would just feel wrong of me to do anything...I know it shouldn't, because...well, you're my husband...but...it just feels like something that I shouldn't do..." She glanced over at Decker's home once again, then looked back at him. "I mean...since I was the last bride you conversed with, I just feel like...well, like you've already been claimed, in a way...and that I should just fade into the background...I don't have a problem with doing that, because...well...I think you and Raven would make a lovely couple, because she is by far the most beautiful woman here tonight..." She smiled slightly, taking another sip of champagne. She couldn't technically called Lacey a woman, as she was still only a child, and she knew Shelby probably wouldn't appreciate her compliments. There was still time to bring Shelby around, though.
"In my beliefs, I just struggle to understand how women can deal with sharing a husband, so...before I came here, I'd just planned to stay in the background and let the other wives have you...and, before I came here, I'd never really felt pretty, per say..." She looked down towards the grass, remembering how her mother used to deliberately dress her to hide her beauty and protect her from the Gatherers. "And...now I do, so...actually feeling that people will look at me and think I'm beautiful, well...that's enough for me..."