The alluring aroma of cinnamon swirls around the air, illuminating the hint of pencil-on-paper as I finish my latest project.I looked up from my computer, that was hot from the many hours I was working on it, to only see my college friend and boss Ximena Vasilios standing in the doorway of my office. She shook her head lightly as she walked over towards me.She was the definition of beauty and brains. With long tanned legs, shiny blonde hair, and light green eyes, she got tons of requests from modeling agencies when we were in college and even after we graduated.They stopped sending her requests when they noticed that she was totally not interested in becoming a model, instead she chose the path of business."Is that cinnamon roll?" I asked, pointing at the brown paper bag that she was holding.The smell of cinnamon was so strong that there's no doubt that it wasn't a cinnamon roll."Dammit, how did you know?" she asked defeated, handing me the brown paper bag and cup with coffee."

When it was lunch time for Ximena, I decided to pay her a visit and apologize for whatever I did to her. I have no clue what I did or say wrong, but it is better I apologize. Usually I don't apologize to girls, but she's my sister and I might need her help somewhere in the near future.I parked my Bugatti Veyron next to Ximena's white Bentley and walked inside the building. In my right hand I had the keys of my car around my index finger and in my left hand I carried a bag with ten pieces of omakase from Ximena's favorite sushi place in New York, Sushi yasuda."Good morning Mr. Vasilios." Claire chirped as I walked passed her, ignoring her whole presence. I didn't exactly like Claire, because of the last time when she basically threw herself at me. Aside from that, she looks scary. Who the hell wears red bright lipstick with blue eyeshadow to work? I'm surprised that Ximena didn't fire her yet, but then again my sister is way too nice.I walked into Ximena's office without knocking an

"Yeah." I said smiling, "But he's underrated.""Mmh, that's true... I thought someone like James Brown or Jay Manuel was your stylist.""No, just Chase Capris.""Well, do you have his phone number? I'm going to the Cannes Film festival next month and I would love if Chase would be my stylist.""Yes, I actually do." I opened my clutch to give her one of Chase's business cards."Thank you very much." Sandra said as she put the business card in her small purse."You're welcome and oh Chase is also Ximena's personal stylist, so you might have to ask Ximena for permission."She laughed. "Oh of course, I'm pretty sure Ximena will let me borrow Chase for a couple of days and I think it will also be a big break for Chase to come with me to Cannes. He will not be so underrated anymore after that."That's true. Sandra Queen will be the big break for Chase."Anyways nice to see you here Jill, I hope I will see you more often.""Nice meeting you too." I smiled and continued my way to the bar. I j

He smiled back, "It was a pleasure to meet you too."He gave me a hug and left. After he had left I checked the time on my phone and decided it's time for me to leave too. I made a quick call to Baxter as I walked to the main entrance."Jill! Wait up!" I heard someone yell behind me. I put my phone back in my clutch and turned around. Kat was running towards me with a little box in her hand."Hey, are you leaving?" she asked, a little bit out of breath."Yes, it's getting late." I replied, eyeing the beautiful box she had in her hand."Well." she said, "This is for Ximena." She handed me the beautiful golden box."Well, thank you, I will give it to her tomorrow." I said.She smiled. "Thanks for being here; I hope to see you again.""Likewise." I gave her a hug and walked away.I walked outside and waited for Baxter to come pick me up. "It will take a while." he had said in the phone, "There's so much traffic.""Dammit!" I cursed when there was still no sight of Baxter after ten minute

"I'll pick you up at eight in the morning."I nodded. "Sounds good."I threw a quick glance at Flynn who was half asleep half-awake in the chair before I headed out. During my presentation I'd done that too, throwing quick glances at him. Even when he had a hangover his eyes shined so impossibly blue like there was a sky trapped behind his pupils...........It was a beautiful day in New York City. I was planning to go on a little shopping spree today, but Ethan, one of my closest friends from university, texted me a while ago asking if I was able to join him for lunch. Of course I replied with a yes, since I haven't seen him in a while. He went back to Germany after graduation, because of an internship he got.I drove to the address Ethan had texted me and I ended up at this place called Margon. I had never eaten here before. I grabbed a small mirror out of my bag and fixed my makeup and hair before getting out of the car.Margon, was a small restaurant, far from where I'm used to ea