As if a switch had been thrown, she was swamped by memories, some hot and sensuous enough that her breasts tightened and her belly contracted, so hurtful enough that her temper roared to life. Gale's gaze burned over the seductive display of her cleavage. "Keep still," he growled. But she noticed he didn't move his hand. She was not enjoying it. After the announcement the last thing she needed was to be clamped against all that hot, hard muscle, making her feel small and wimpy and tragically easy. Unfortunately, her body wasn't in sync with her mind. She couldn't control the heat flushing her skin or the automatic tightening of her nipples, and Gale knew it. The doors slid open. Before she could protest, they were moving again, this time through the lower bowels of the hotel. A door was shoved open and they walked towards the parking area where several vehicles, including a Bentley, were parked. Darcy was annoyed with everything that happened; hot, clammy air flowed around her as
Alberto Romano was invited by the judges. He had a high standard of reception, and Darcy followed him. He was not worried about being unfamiliar with the place and people, so he did not have to check into a hotel personally. A long time ago, someone had already arranged a room for them, and the reception staff had helped them send their luggage back to their rooms. It was afternoon already but as both of them had had lunch on the flight they were not hungry so they decided to retire to their rooms to rest to get out of the jetlag and Alberto had to go to meet one of his fellow designers so he informed Darcy that he won’t be available in the evening but they would go to the venue together the next day. Once inside her room, Darcy contemplated whether she should inform Gale or not because as bossy as he is he would give her a piece of his mind so she decided to text him instead. After doing that she somehow felt relaxed. She wanted to go out. And look for her brother. But the competi
Darcy walked back to the hotel the driver who was an acquaintance of Mr Russo left at at the parking. Darcy was called away by the Aberto before he entered the room. She came to Alberto's room. Alberto Romano just came back from the judge's committee and told her about the competition process. In advance, Darcy had heard Alberto Romano’s talk about the general process of the competition. This time, there were a hundred top designers in the world taking part in the competition. Everyone came with their own participating works. Therefore, there was no pre-match, nor was there any promotion. It was the final. The judging vote of the judges would decide out of a hundred designers, twenty-five works of the designer which would be recognised globally. The organisers hold the opening ceremony of the competition to welcome and encourage the participants and to tell them that the order of each participant's work would be decided based on how the designer showcased his or her work. And als
After the screening, Darcy entered the big hall all alone as Alberto was still surrounded by his fan followers and he did have a job to do after the designer's outfits were aligned. The other designers either brought their assistants or teams with them. Only Darcy came in front of them, with no one and people wondered if she was a superwoman and wont she needed any help but Darcy was just keeping a low profile and did not want to attract anyone's attention. She knew what she was doing. The hall was already full and people sitting in the venue were increasing at great speed. Darcy found her seat according to her name and the other designers' assistants and teams sat on both sides. The seats in the middle were all occupied by the designers and their assistants were given the side rows which Darcy found a bit funny. After Darcy sat down, she had nothing to do. When the opening ceremony began, she was bored and began to play on her mobile phone. The people around didn't know her, and sh
"Wow, such an auspicious number.” Darcy teased while squinting at Amy Whiteman. She wasn’t the one to bait others but the woman was Amy Whiteman she couldn’t help herself. Darcy and Amy Whiteman had a feud with each other for so many reasons and it was not going to be resolved that easily as she was the main reason for the bankruptcy of Fletcher Industries. During the mini lunch party in the afternoon, Darcy saw that Amy Whiteman was trying to get along well with the designers from other countries and tried to avoid Darcy as much as she could but Darcy had a surprise waiting for her so she wasn’t bothered with her at all. She found a few people to talk to but eventually, she found it very boring and decided that the party was too dull for her taste. But thankfully at that moment Alberto came over and surprised her and asked gently, "Are you getting bored or ignoring people?" Darcy did not care much about whether anyone was paying much attention to her so was not bothered but she w
A dashing young man with his brooding glance all over his employees was sitting at the head of the table and interrogating them for the past five hours not even giving them a break. It was as if he was in the worst mood of the day and it wouldn’t get better. “Hurry up and tell me what solutions you have to increase the sales or you are not going home today,” Gale spoke with authority and everyone was shivering. John was looking at his boss who was being too harsh at his colleagues and wondered the reason for his boss’s angry demeanour. But if he is getting it right it must be Miss Fletcher because his name boss never behaved like that no matter what trouble came his way he had always been very polite and considerate to his employees. It seems Miss Darcy was the only one who could make his boss lose his temper. He heaved a sigh of relief when the meeting was over and noticed then that every individual sitting in the conference room was crossing their fingers so that the boss woul
Now Gale was a bit worried when he heard the way John explained to him. “Now tell me already what is going on?” Gale's forehead was creased with tension. “Well as I told you Miss Fletcher had done her internship in fashion in Paris about three years back, She was a very good student and her design skills are very good as you have seen the clothes that she has designed for the company. But when she was in Paris she participated in a fashion competition and was framed for plagiarising a designer named Sara Blair, Miss Darcy tried to defend herself and prove her point that she did not plagiarize anyone but in the end, as there was no evidence to show her innocence the judges decided to declare Miss Sara Blair as the winner. And Miss Darcy was blamed for plagiarising others' work. But you see she had a very good relationship with the professor named Mr Rowen Brett who came later and clarified that it was Miss Darcy’s design indeed and he had the proof but it was too late because
After the lunch break, the remaining fifteen participants were to showcase their designs. The host began to shout according to the numbers selected by the designers again. The next participant designer came on stage. He was a Vietnamese female designer who took her model on stage with her; she was truly a beautiful model with pure white skin. The model was dressed in her design and walked around the catwalk. Finally, she stopped in front of the judges and stood still. Everyone around the audience as well as the judges looked at the beautiful work of the designer Vietnam's rich history of textiles includes a custom of silk weaving and weaving in general - which stretches back for centuries. During the medieval period, silk was viewed by the Vietnamese as an almost outrageous extravagance, with deeply held connotations of royalty, respectability, and nobility. Darcy observed that the designer had used multiple colors to showcase her design which represented the combination of modern d