Dominque loved fashion but only bought from thrift stores because with her terrible job that’s all she could afford. She dreamed of a life of style and glamour and she’d do anything to get it! One night at a club she met a girl wearing a scarlet red cocktail dress it was covered with rubies and orange and yellow rhinestones, she was dancing very voluptuously and her bright red hair shimmered in the pink spotlights. Dominque never felt pretty but when she saw her she felt a sudden urge to compare outfits. Dominque was wearing a blue deep v-necked empire waist dress with a tier layered skirt and white sandal strap mules. She walked up to the girl and talked all night until the girl asked
“How would you like to live a fancy, flirty, Fashionista’s life?”
“You can do that?” Dominque asked
“Yes” she said “but I need something from you.”
“Anything, I’ll do anything!” she exclaimed
“Okay” the girl said as she pulled a contract out of her tote bag “Sign here.”
She signed the contract without even reading it, then everything started to glow. Then there was a flash of light and Dominque woke up in a sassy glamorous pink room on a modern and unique bed with silk sheets. She was wearing blue satin Pajamas. She jumped out of bed and checked her closet it was filled with exclusive designer brands from Prada to Alexander McQueen. The first thing that caught her eye was a pink sweet-heart bodice dress with a shimmery draping skirt, the bodice down to the skirt is embroidered with diamonds and it hugged the body while the sides and back were draped and loose. She found a tag on it from Chanel Design Corp. That says “Thanks for the Fabtastic party at Marquee Night Club in honor of our collaboration collection. Here is a wonderful gift we designed for you”. She immediately tried it on and she looked fabulous in her opinion! She looked through her PDA to see upcoming events and low and behold there was a five star celebrity party at an Art Gala on 519 west 19th street at the David Zwirner Art gallery at 7:00 P.M. Dominque decided to pay them a visit but little did she know things were not as they seemed.
That night at the gala Dominque ran into Jade Whitney, New York’s “It Girl”
“Oh hello Darling, welcome to the party. Most of the art here is dedicated to my little boys Cupcake and icing.” She said “The artist Joe Forgoz is my personal favorite to paint my babies.”
“Oh…… okay……” said Dominque
“Oh there someone I want you to meet” jade said abruptly “this is Lucie Satain”
Dominque looked at the girl and realized she had seen her before, but for some reason she couldn’t remember where. The red hair, pale skin, and scarlet red dress seemed so familiar! Where had she seen her? She had tattoos on her left arm, her bright red hair was wavy and reaches her waist, her dress also had a sweetheart bodice and is bejeweled with rubies. The dress was in a mermaid style with a train in the back, with a black lace trim at the bottom.
“Hell-o” Lucie said “I take it you love this life of fame and fashion”
That’s when it hit her. This girl “Lucie Satain” as she was going by, she’d helped this life become possible, there was something familiar about her name “Wait” Dominque thought, “Lucie Satain…… Lucifer Satan! She’s the devil!”
Later that night Dominque left the party only to be ambushed by Lucifer.
“Hell-o” she said “you still never told me if you love this life of fame and fashion.”
“Are you really the devil?” Dominque asked in confution.
“Oh such a human term, I prefer Lucifer” she said in a proper woman’s tone
“Ok… so why did you help me?” Dominque asked irritated “and what did I give you for this gift”
“Ok listen and listen good because I will only say this once” she said obnoxiously
They got close and Lucifer whispered into her ear
“Your soul was the payment… I chose you because you summoned me through your wish for material things… now you have a choice keep this life for the rest of your mortal life and become mine when you die or go back to your old job being forced to ride on the back of that garbage truck packing in the trash of New York but go to heaven when you die”
Now you choose as the reader which ending fits best

Ending 1
Dominque pondered the good benefits and the bad outcomes. As much as she despised her old life she’d rather go back to her old life then live her life belonging to the devil.
“I’ve made my decision” Dominque said “I’ll take back my soul please and I’ll go back to my real life!”
“WELL FINE!!” Lucifer yelled “SEE IF I CARE IF YOU NEVER GET YOUR WAY!!!”
Then she vanished and Dominque woke up the next day in her rundown apartment building on the ground on her air mattress. She jumped up and checked her closet to find all her original clothes.
“Huh….” She sighed “guess it back to work”
She started to walk down stairs with her briefcase of fashion sketches when she bumped into a man and spilled everything
“Oww… oh I’m so sorry” Dominque said
“That’s quite alrig…… hey what’s this stuff!” he exclaimed with interest “these are really good!”
“What those, there nothing… just some of my latest fashion sketches I did” she replied
“Heck no!” he shouted “these are wonderful…. Just look at the detail, very fine work… do you do this for a living?!”
“Sadly no I’m a garbage truck driver…” she sighed
“You should quit that job and come work for me at Dior.” he said
“Yeah I guess… wait… did you say work for you at Dior!” she exclaimed
“Allow me to introduce myself I’m Clark Rhodes, I own Dior how would you like a job” said Clark
“Yes I would like that.” Dominque said grinning
The end
Ending 2
Dominque thought for less than a second then said
“Anything to keep my life of fame and fortune”
“Alright, see you soon” said Lucifer as she faded away
Dominque left the party that night crawled into bed and went to sleep; she woke up the next Morning, got dressed and drove to work. Although she would wish she had taken the train instead. Because her car hadn’t been used in so long, the inner workings of the car had rotted causing to make it only five blocks before bursting into flames.
“Ahh help me somebody! Please somebody get me out of here!” Dominque screamed

She would continue to scream this for the remainder of her life. By the time the fire department responded to the car fire, Dominque was already dead. Now thanks to the deal her soul belonged to the devil!
The end
Ending 3
“No way in hell will I stay your slave!” Dominque yelled “just give me back my soul”
“Well aren’t we a crabby girl” Lucifer snarled “fine take your soul back! Rot here for all I care!”
“Thank

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you” Dominque said as she took back her soul
“Now remember this was a one chance deal so” Lucifer said being interrupted
“Yeah, yeah just go crawl back down your hellhole” Dominque interrupted
“Well excuse me for existing!” Lucifer shouted “ I’m leaving…… good-bye!”
She vanished and everything turned black. Then a hole opened up and sucked Dominque in.
“I thought you said I was free!” Dominque screamed.
“Danni, Danni, Danni.” Said a faint voice.
“DANNI!!!!” another yelled.
She woke up
“Thank god Danni another second and I would have called an ambulance” said a man.
“You really have to be careful on these stairs, they’re very old” said a girl.
“Where am I again?” Dominque asked “and why are you calling me Danni”
“Your job at Strata, the boutique you own” the man said “Remember with me and Anne”
“Joe I think she has amnesia” said Anne “Danni … err I mean… Daniele you sure you okay”
Suddenly she remembered that this is the real world, where her name in Daniele “Danni” Roburst, and she is the manager of the five star boutique Strata.
“Yeah I’m fine I just woke up from a bad dream” said Danni.
“Good, we were worried for a second there” Anne said grinning.
“How about the customers how’d they hold up without us?” asked Danni?
“We sent them home. We were worried for your sake plus so were they.” replied Anne.
“Well I guess we’ll call it a night. My family probably worried too.” Said Danni.
“Okay bye!” said Anne and Joe.
They said their goodbyes grabbed their coats and left. As Danni passed a new shop she noticed the sales clerk was wearing a red glitzy, dress and had bright red hair, the store’s name was “The Devils Wardrobe”
The end