"Smith, don't expect any bonus his month."
"Sir, I don't remember doing anything wrong."
"You drove too fast."
"I wasn't even past the speed limit. I didn't even_"
"Now you're questioning me?"
"No sir."
"Find out all that can be known about her."
"About miss grace?"
"She's Neveah to you, Smith. Yes, about Grace."
"Yes, sir."
I can't remember the last time I said so much in a day. It was like all the words I'd use for a week was spent in a day.
I also can't remember the last time I enjoyed the attention my looks got me. It was so funny, how she went full hedgehog mode on Smith, telling him about how she doesn't give a fuck about who I was only to turn into a cotton candy when she was me.
I love how she starred at me – it gave me the opportunity to do the same unapologetically.
She's so beautiful. Her skin looked like a very light shade caramel. So beautiful and pleasing to look at. Her eyes were the darkest shade of brown - that it could almost pass as black – surrounded by crystal clear white.
Her nose was so cute. Small yet straight and just right for her face.
And her lips… I shouldn't even start. I could barely hold myself together when I saw her starring at my lips. I wanted to kiss the gloss off her lips. I wanted to know if her lips were naturally that shade- a dark brown outline and a darker upper lip compared to the lower.
I'd like to run my hands through her hair while I kiss her until she's out of breath.
I wonder if that's her hair. Black women's hair are really confusing. It changes every time.
She's so small. I doubt she's even up to 5"4.
I can imagine how she'll look standing next to me. I couldn't help chuckling at the thought of her looking like David while I'm Goliath.
I'd love to focus on my work but the way she called my name keeps playing in my head it like in repeat.
I've got to met her again.
But she looks so young…
She can't be underaged right? No she can't be. She drives a car.
But they- underaged kids do that a lot these days.
She probably just has a baby face. Her body doesn't look underaged. It looks_
Oh what has become of me?! Am I a creep now?
"Smith, you better get it done within 30 mins after we arrive.
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"Excuse me, how may I help you?" The receptionist asked me.
"I'm Nevaeh and I have to get to the meeting. Could you show me the way there please?"
"Like every jack and jackass can attend the meeting." She said under her breath. "Oh young lady you can't just go into a board meeting just because you want to. Now leave here before I have the security move you."
Oh my Gosh! Is this the part where I get to be the powerful heiress like in the movies?
"I'm Nevaeh Akinloye. I need to be at the meeting."
"Don't let me do this the hard way. Leave right now."
"I have my ID card to prove." I was trying to give her a way out but she wasn't taking it.
"Who doesn't know how you young folks forge it."
"Then call somebody to confirm or something."
"I don't need to do that. I know the likes of you very much."
At first, I was like… she's doing her job but I'm now getting angry.
So much for barging into the meeting and asserting dominance. I took my phone to call my mom's assistant but she wasn't answering the phone. I had to call her secretary. He took some time before picking the call.
It was obvious he didn't have my number and I only have his because my family has a joint email.
When the receptionist saw my phone – which still has a huge dent, she kept murmuring about how bumpkins all act like they are someone important.
In her words, I was only trying to be Cinderella.
I kept telling myself to remain calm and rational. I don't any them thinking they have an effect on me.
In the dream, had I encountered a situation like this, I would have exploded and thrown tantrums. Everyone would know that hat was going on and I might even get physical.
I happens many times and I slept at the police cell times without number just because of that.
After what felt like ages, the secretary finally arrived.
Immediately he saw me he kept on going in and on about how sorry he was for my lose and other condolences.
However, seeing him only reminded me of something that happened in the dream.
The secretary- Adams, will eave this company and startup a company on his own. He became our greatest competitor. At that time, Elise even asked me to go over to ask hik for help and to plead with him to stop poaching our partners.
I went over to him and I remember how annoyed I was when he didn't change his mind and he'd insisted that he was avenging my mom.
I couldn't comprehend how you avenge someone by destroying her hard work. Now I understand him clearly and his presence has solved one of my many problems.
"Thank you so much. I'm over it now. I'd like you to sack her." I said referring to the receptionist.
"Why?"
"She's racist. She kept on going on about the likes of me and how I don't belong here. And apart from that, she doesn't know the basic things she's supposed to like the company owner's name, and other simple info. Also, she's a spy. She sells some company data to the competitor."
"How did you_no you're lying against me. Plea_"
"I'll work on it ma'am."
"Mr Adams, I'm to young to be called ma'am. Just call me by my name."
"Alright miss Akin."
"But that isn't my _ you know what… just lead me to the boardroom please. I shouldn't be more late than I already am."
Then off we went, through the hallways, the elevator and into the boardroom.