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We were back in the same situation as before. Except this time Mr Stone had hired out the whole store for me. I guess billionaires really could do what they liked. He’d insisted that we weren’t going to start anything properly until I’d ‘sorted out my image’ as he’d so eloquently put it.
“Nothing too elaborate for now. Miss Woods only needs the essentials for her working environment.”
He spoke to the shop assistant as if I wasn’t even there.“No problem Mr Stone, I’ll begin taking the young lady’s measurements.” From the way ‘Felicity’ batted her very obviously fake eyelashes at him, she would have preferred me not to be there.
She got me to stand on a plinth in the dressing room area. It was completely surrounded by mirrors, and to make matters worse, the lightening was impeccable. I could see myself from every possible angle. It was horrific. I did my best not to lo
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I tried my best to stop trembling. I didn’t want him to know that he’d got to me. I knew something like this would be coming, I just didn’t expect it to be so soon. I breathed slowly, telling myself I just needed to pretend he wasn’t here. I started with my faithful grey hoodie, pulling it over my head and resting it sorrowfully over the back of the chair. Then my boots, and socks. Those were easier. Now it was going to start to get harder from here. Tying to delay the inevitable, I posed a question. “What even is the point of this Mr Stone?”He sighed, almost as if I bored him. “Miss Woods. If you can overcome being naked in front of someone, wearing the kinds of clothes you were in earlier is going to be a breeze.”I hated to admit it, but that kind of made sense. I sure as hell wasn’t going to tell him I agreed though. He would get far too much satisfaction from it.“Hurry up Miss Woods.
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When Vanessa came round to pick up her meagre supply of make up, she noticed the fancy bags that were sat in the side of my room. I cursed myself for not moving them out of sight.“What the…” She said open mouthed as she began rifling through the bags.I attempted to drag them away from her, but Vanessa had already seen enough to be able to question me.She placed one hand on her slender hip. “So, are you going to tell me what all this is about? And don’t tell me you’ve bought this with money that your mum has leant you.”I sighed. “Mr Stone bought them for me. He wasn’t happy with my last attempt at getting clothes for the office.”Vanessa raised her eyebrow. “Since when does he have a say in your wardrobe choices?”I didn’t answer and she glanced back at the bags. “Rosie…this stuff is really expensive. This must have cost over a grand…”
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After my makeover Adrianne gave me her details so that we could arrange my session. She’d also promised to show me how Jake had managed to make my hair look the way it did. I was pretty sure the only explanation was witchcraft.Just before I walked into Stone Marketing, I suddenly remembered that I needed to swap my shoes. I leaned precariously against a brick wall, attracting strange looks from many passers-by. Now I just had to make my way up to Mr Stone’s office without falling over.As I approached his office, Greta spotted me and did a double take.“Miss Woods…they’ve done quite the job on you.” I noticed that she actually seemed to be a little annoyed. Maybe that meant it did look good.I gave her a thin smile. “Straight in a presume?” I pointed to Mr Stone’s door.She inclined her head to tell me I was correct.I actually felt nervous about him seeing me like this. Would he
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That night I nervously undressed and slipped into a baggy t-shirt, deciding to leave my knickers off. On the way home, I’d debated just not doing it. After all, its not like Mr Stone had secret cameras in my room…at least I hoped not. But something told me he would just know. He had this irritating ability to tell when I was lying or holding something back from him. So, I knew I was going to have to go through with it. I decided to try and loosen myself up by downing a few cheap beers. As I laid down on my bed, I knew I was going to have to think of something, or someone, to make this work. I took a few minutes to shut my eyes, seeing if inspiration hit. Mr Stone came into my mind, but I knew this was only because he was the arsehole that was making me do this. It had nothing to do with him being attractive. Obviously. Suddenly, I remembered Matt. The trouble was, I’d only been able to briefly look at him a few times, I really needed some kind of photo
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“Mr Stone…” I went to protest.“It’s getting late Miss Woods, I suggest we get started.”I sat there opened mouthed. He was really going to make me do this.“Now, first of all put me on loud speaker so that you don’t have to hold your phone. You’re going to need both hands.” His voice was so clinical, as if he was instructing me how to turn on a washing machine…not myself.Nerves spread through me, although I also noticed a small sense of anticipation. Something about this made me excited. How stupid was that?I placed the phone on my bedside table with him set on loud speaker as he’d asked. He didn’t wait for me to confirm anything, instead just continuing on with his instructions.“I want you to strip off completely. Then open the box and take out the vibrator. It already has batteries inside. Once you’ve got it, lay down on your bed.”
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Adrianne met me outside Mr Stone’s building at 3pm. She looked up in awe at the structure.“Wow,” she said simply.I sighed. “Yep.”We made our way up to his apartment, and I braced myself as we rang the bell. He appeared a few moments later. I buckled a little as I took in his appearance. His hair had been perfectly styled away from his face, allowing his light stubble to highlight his angular jawline. A deep blue shirt clung tightly to his body. His top buttons were undone. Something that he didn’t do at the office. Dark trousers, equally as tight as his shirt, left little to the imagination. When I realised my eyes had travelled down way to far, I blushed and looked away.“Afternoon ladies, please come in.”He stood aside and allowed us to enter. As I passed him, the smell of a new cologne caught my attention. Was he making this much effort for me?He directed us towards a door. “If yo
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I didn’t hear anything from Mr Stone after Saturday. I wasn’t sure why I was expecting to, but I did all the same. I realised I wanted him to call me to let me know nothing happened with Emma. That as soon as he found out I knew her he had sent her away. I accepted how ridiculous this was, but it’s what I wished all the same. When I’d agreed to this arrangement, I hadn’t thought about him seeing other people. How stupid of me, considering the many different women I’d seen him photographed with.One good thing was that I was slowly starting to improve when it came to putting on make up. It didn’t look as good as when Adrianne did it, but I could definitely see progress. Part of me was also beginning to enjoy it. Having a routine in the morning that made me feel a little better about myself could only be a good thing. I wasn’t so used to the new clothes just yet, but then everything Mr Stone had bought me was more office appropria
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It was Wednesday morning, and I was sitting at my newly acquired desk. Mr Stone wasn’t in yet. Apparently, he was busy with an early meeting. I was glad of this though. It meant I had time to look over all of the research I had done on Blast without having the topic of Emma brought up. Despite being distracted, I had managed to do a fair amount. I even thought I had an idea on how we could market Blast in a new way that was still in keeping with the product.The office door was pushed open, and I braced myself to meet Mr Stone’s eyes. But it was not Mr Stone. It was Greta. I frowned as I considered how there was no chance that she would just barge in here if Mr Stone was in the office.She gave me her usual disapproving look. “The Blast ad team are waiting for you in the conference room,” she said stiffly.I rose out of my chair, quickly grabbing the folder I had prepared to take with me. “Where is it? The conference room I me
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