Six: First Day at Work

SCARLETT

He took me to an Afropop event; a concert by an upcoming Nigerian artist and to say I had the time of my life would be an understatement.

Immediately we entered the hall with loud music and swaying bodies and cheering voices, my worries dissipated and I became one with the music.

I didn't want it to end but even when it did, I was in high spirits. Blake was extremely nice to me. He even got me ice cream and chicken on the drive to where I live and I couldn't help but wonder how someone as nice and amazing as him could be siblings to someone as rude as Alex and as vile as Logan.

Thinking about Logan made my anger spike and my palm balled into a fist subconsciously. I still couldn't believe how nonchalant he had sounded when I brought what he did up at dinner.

I just couldn't understand how someone could be as vile as that when he practically ruined my life.

“We're here,” Blake’s voice jolted me out of my reverie and I looked around to see that we were packed in front of the apartment where I said.

“Ohh, I'm sorry, I was just... I was thinking of someone... of something else.”

“Someone else?” he drawled and I didn't understand why his voice made me feel jitters, “should I be alarmed that you're thinking of someone else when I'm here?”

He said it casually and both his tone and eyes gave nothing away but it did make my heart skip a bit.

I didn't know if that was an indirect flirting or a friendly banter so I didn't know how to react to that, I just smiled at him.

“Thank you for driving me back and for cheering me up, it means a lot.”

“Of course, it's my pleasure, baby sis. We're about to become family so I should take care of you.”

I smiled again at his use of family and I felt a tiny pang because I knew I was probably never going to see him again. I had no intention of seeing Mom again or honoring her invitation to her wedding and so the chances of seeing Blake again were zero.

But before he allowed me to leave, he had us exchange numbers and he promised to keep checking up on me and a part of me was keen on him keeping that promise.

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The next day was the day I resumed work as an assistant make-up artist at CTA and even though, I was so excited, a part of me was really skeptical too.

I was going to be working at the company of Alexander Vaughn and even though it was a very big company, I knew the chances of running into him were still there and I wasn't sure how to behave when that happened.

Especially when the memory of his long fingers brushing my folds has not left my mind since that day.

And after that day, I got curious so I read up about him alone; he was a multibillionaire, started CTA alone at the age of 20, was mentioned in Forbes under 30 for 9 years straight, and has never been romantically linked to any girl.

The post led me to read about his brothers too; Logan runs the construction business that their father had founded in his youth and had grown it ten times in the last 10 years but there was something weird about him, he was rarely seen outside.

And Blake, the sweetheart was living just like his personality, he had no concrete business but was a great investor who especially liked the cafe business.

And from my reading, I realized that the three of them were of different mothers.

“Jesus Christ! This is already warm! You've been working with me for months and you still don't know that I take my coffee scaldingly hot?”

The loud voice, full of malice and anger welcomed me just as I pushed open the door to the dressing room my superior had directed me to and immediately I entered, the lady on the dressing chair flung a cup of coffee at the young girl bowing opposite her.

“I'm sorry, I'm really...”

“Just get the hell out of my face and get me another cup.”

The girl immediately disappeared just as another one started cleaning the mess the thrown coffee made on the floor. That was when Anna Chen looked up and saw me.

“Oh, Scarlett, you're here, come over,” she waved me over,” let me introduce you to the team.”

I waved over gingerly. She was standing right in front of the celebrity who just threw a tantrum because of coffee and because her back was to me, I couldn't see her face. I could see just her hair, her luscious and full blonde hair that reminds me of the hair of the blonde tied up and on her knees and choking on Alex’s big cock.

I waved that image away instantly. I wasn’t going to torture myself with that on my first day at my dream job.

“Scarlett, I’m sure you know who this is,” Anna Chen started as soon as I walked up to them and my jaws practically dropped to the floor when I saw who it was, “she’s our model and our sole purpose here is to make her look her best.”

The model was Maeve Taylor, the most popular and successful model in the country right now. She was so influential that if she modeled something, it’d sell out in less than a minute.

And I was going to be on her team. God! This was such a dream come through.

“Good morning, I’m honored to work for you,” I couldn’t keep the excitement out of my voice but she said nothing in reply, she just continued to look at me, a surly expression on her face as her gaze lingered on my hair, my face, my skin, and my dress.

I suddenly felt too self-conscious, wondering why she was looking at me that way.

“This is your first day at work and you’re already running late, I’m not sure you’re interested in keeping the job,” was all she said dismissively before she turned away from me and my heart dropped.

What was I even expecting? She just threw a tantrum because of coffee, which should have given me an insight into what her personality is.

I got to know more about her personality when they started prepping her for the shoot. Since it was my first day, I was only to watch and get familiar with how things are done, and in less than an hour, I’ve seen her shriek and scream that I’ve seen anyone do in my entire 25 years on earth.

Nothing satisfies her and she was always complaining and shrieking and I couldn’t help but wonder what how someone with a sweet personality online was this venomous in real life.

We finally got her ready and Anna was putting finishing touches to her makeup when the room suddenly quietened and I found myself looking around to see what was going on.

Someone was just entering the room and upon seeing who it was, my heart started beating fast.