"Nice cuisine!" Selena exclaimed as she filled her mouth with steak. Iryna simply stared happily at her and ate hers with less vigor."Damn, I would lose shape if I stayed here," Selena continued."I don't think you will. When you tell the chef the kind of food you want, they will cook it," Iryna explained."Uhn! How come you are looking so pale then? Did you tell the chef to cook food that makes you lose weight?" Selena asked pointing the fork at Iryna."You are living the good life but your body hasn't even changed," Selena added. "I'm fine Selena. I am not just hungry at the moment," Iryna said with a small smile.Selena dropped her fork and squarely glared at her friend. Surely, Iryna was hiding something from her.Something was eating her up from the inside and that was why she remained in that state!"Don't tell me you still have feelings for that mongrel!" Selena mentioned and Iryna turned red at the tip of her ears.She flashed an intense green-eyed stare at her friend. "No!
Selena's face twisted into pity as she observed her friend.Nobody could have handled it the way she had. Five years into a relationship with your first love and then he breaks up with you suddenly because you weren't up to his level was the hardest pain to bear.To be told that you were not enough when all you did was give everything you had was the hardest blow anyone could take.Yet, Iryna smiled. She still managed to get this lucky and stood tall above the mucky waters of her broken heart."They need to know pain," Selena growled. Iryna looked at her friend and flashed her a sad smile."I want to do that Selena. More than anything I want Michael to pay for the embarrassment he caused me… but how?"Selena was quiet at the question as her brain went into action."Do you have some sort of plan in place?" Selena asked. "What have you done so far?"Iryna sniffled away her pain and focused her eyes on her friend."So far so good, I reduced the cash I pumped into the company run by Audr
"Patrick!"Iryna watched as Selena ran to hug a well-built man in his thirties."Hey, Selena. Long time no see, what do you have here for me?" He asked looking at Iryna. He noticed the men with her and reduced his voice a notch. "Are we safe here? Those are a pretty shady trio.""Oh, she? You should already have an idea of what I am talking about," Selena said looking at Iryna.Patrick quickly walked up to Iryna and bowed his head down. "Bonsoir Madame, I was just notified minutes ago that you were coming and I couldn't get things prepared on time," Patrick apologized."Oh it is fine, please call me Iryna.""I am coming, just let me prepare the room for you and please sit down and make yourself at home. Please bring the wine!" Patrick shouted to his workers as he moved away quickly.Iryna shivered as the cold air kissed her shoulders. She muttered a curse for not bringing her jacket with her that night. The day had been really hot, so she had not considered it. Plus the whole idea of
Marcus closed his laptop and lit himself another cigarette. He filled his lungs with the sweet poison and his head fell back to look straight up at the ceiling.He closed his eyes and exhaled the smoke. It helped ease out all of the stress he had bundled up within him.The alarm of his smart watch started beeping and Marcus grunted. It was almost nine p.m. The evening rush would have died down a little by now.After Iryna had passed down judgement on them during the previous meeting and reduced the cash supply, he had been forced to take on many projects so as to maximize profits.He had almost cried when he passed the notice that the workers salary would be increased to as much as fifteen percent.It was a big loss on his part, because the money was coming from his profit. Maybe in his next life when he was starting a company, he would try as much as possible to be independent instead of surviving off mafias.He got out of his executive chair and packed up his laptop. He finished and
Michael opened his eyes and grunted at the intensity of light that entered from his window.Night had gone by too fast and the bright morning sun was imposing itself into his life. It meant the start of a new day and he was in no mood to go to work.Michael sat up on his bed and looked at the time. It was still seven in the morning, he had plenty of time to think about his future.He was supposed to start the low budget shoot that morning and he already despised it.Why was life this cruel?Michael had cemented his reputation as the top model at Evans Modelling Agency. He was always the one to pick the between the projects and of course, he took the big projects, the less important ones, the other models did it.He had always made it his hobby to crush other models but now he was the one taking on mediocre projects to generate funds for the company."How low will you fall Grant?" He hissed out but there was little he could do. Iryna was pulling the reins of his life.He stood up and f
Marcus stared through the glass of a special room in the studio as people ran about getting it prepared.Michael's shoot was scheduled for today, and since the meeting was going to take place the day after, he had to be at the scene personally.Marcus glanced at his watch. Michael was fifteen minutes late, which was very rare."What are you doing Michael? That witch might have people watching inside here," Marcus muttered to himself.He didn't expect Michael to be so unprofessional. He decided to call him by himself and ask. Marcus slid his hands in his pocket and put it to his ear when his secretary called his name."Mr Evans? Mr Evans?" She came up to him."Yes? What is it? Make it fast, I don't have any time to waste," Marcus grunted."Well sir," she brought out her tablet and scrolled on the screen. "This just came up ten minutes ago, and it is about Michael," the secretary said."Yeah I know, they said something about him falling from grace," Marcus looked away and focused his at
"What do you mean I can't get bail?" Michael spat out, his frustration growing by the minute.The officer on duty stared at Michael as he paced within the small, separate waiting room."With the authorities around, it is going to be hard for you to get one immediately. You might even be lucky if you aren't questioned," the officer said."Look, I am famous! You need to let me leave now! I have a shoot to attend to!" Michael was half pleading and shouting.The officer sighed and wore a fake smile on his face."Just stay calm, if you need anything, I will provide it for you. But for now, just remain calm or else you will attract the attention of the inspectors," the officer tried to explain in a calm voice —The last thing he needed that morning was to babysit an adult brat."I need a fucking bail!" Michael spat out.The officer stared at him for a long time and then said, "I will be leaving now. Do you need anything else?" Michael sank into the chair that was nearby. "No, I am fine," he
Iryna sat in front of a large table in her office upstairs. She had a pen in her mouth, as she studied files of Walters' businesses.Her personal guard Lucien, got off the phone and tucked it safely in his pockets. He turned to Iryna and gave a small bow."Michael has been released by the police on bail just as you had authorized," he said.Iryna looked up at him. It took a few seconds for her to realize who Lucien was referring to. "Oh, thank you," she sighed after she recalled."I had even forgotten about him." Michael could rot in that small cell for all she cared. He deserved that and more.She took the cup of coffee that was on the table and sipped its content with a satisfactory smile on her face.Lucien who had been observing her for a while, decided to let out his worries."Forgive me for intruding, but it is part of my job to know if someone causes you trouble," he began and then paused to see her reaction.Iryna put the cup of coffee down and waved at him to go on with what