GUILTY PLEASURE

I spent the night at the wedding gift mansion gifted to me by my parents after Stalin and I got married. I was so focused on getting married to the man who I thought liked me first that I didn't see any red flags at first. Everyone around me tried to talk me out of it but I wouldn't cave in . I honestly thought that they didn't want me to be happy or something. We got into a big fight with my parents and my best friend. We've been married for only two years but we've had issues like people who have been together for an eternity.

I know you're probably wondering why I married this guy. A little bit of back story. Around 3 years ago I met Stalin in a fashion event hosted by a close acquaintance. He approached me with this act that made me think that he was actually a gentleman in need of a woman who was ready to start something serious. I actually thought my life would be wonderful to have such a man. He had rushed to propose to me after only three months and I was ecstatic about it. I couldn't help but show off the ring which I later on knew was a fake. My parents besides the disapproval helped with the arrangements. Not long after the wedding he started acting suspicious. He started taking his phone calls outside and when I'd appear he'd hang up immediately and start laughing like a goat. I started convincing myself that he was probably planning a surprise which was the most stupid thought I'd ever had. I didn't tell anyone at first since having parents who would kill for you is something else. I followed the fool one day and saw him with a girl who looked too young for him. He didn't know that that hotel was owned by Dell's dad. I asked the staff to help me since they knew that he was my husband. They told me that he had come here several times with different ladies every time and had always booked the same hotel room. Just how stupid can someone be? People usually don't go to places where they can easily get caught by people who know you can see you. But I guess he just couldn't care less.

He even had the audacity to bring even some of them whores here and have sex on our bed!! The stench of them bitches was stuck in the bedroom and some of their hair and make up left in the bedroom on my fucking dresser. The audacity and entitlement is actually lost on me. I had to sleep in the guest room. I'm actually regretting spending the night here. I was lucky that he wasn't home because sometimes he attempts to force himself on me but Luke , my chauffer| bodyguard , is always there to save me almost every single time. Sometimes he held me too tight other times he attempts to slap me but there's much he can do since I'm a model. If suspicious bruises are seen on me people will talk about him and there's nothing worse than what people think about you. My fans might not even take it nicely they might stalk him and find out more than they are supposed to know. That's kind of my leverage. I've been avoiding jail all my life can't go now, so I can't kill him.

we are rarely seen together during events since he's too busy looking for women to RSVP yes.

Sleeping here was a big mistake. I did not sleep a wink. I finally drag myself out of bed at around 7 in the morning. I do some yoga for like 30 minutes and take a long shower afterwards. I style my hair and gather it into a claw clip. I go for a white turtle neck and an A-line skirt with a bib that's just above my knees and a pair of black Christian Louboutins. And of course my rimless photo chromatic glasses.

I own a ladies only fashion house while Dell owns a textile industry which makes us business partners since she supplies fabrics for my company. We've been friends since middle school. She was always two classes ahead of me. Our parents have always known each other way before we were even born. Our parents have always had each others' backs when it comes to investments and maintaining their friendships. I joined the same high school as Dell later on where she took care of me until she was done. After graduating from high school she stayed out for two years so that we could join uni at the same time as me. Her parents were against it, she had a big fight about it but she just wouldn't back out. That's just how thick-skinned my bestie is. After I was finally done with high school we joined the same uni and studied the same course, Bachelor in Fashion design and clothing technology.

After we were done with uni, our parents set up business for us and left it up to us to manage them. It was hard at first since customers needed to know if we were trustable and if we really could do a good job. Getting workers was not easy either. Not many people are ready to risk working for new companies just because they are flashy and new. After a while everything worked just wonderful. During uni we had joined a modelling agency which went wonderful since we got really popular and successful even before we were done with school. Luckily we never felt pressured by our parents about what they wanted u s to do since all they wanted was us to make our own paths and mold our futures.

Our friendship never wavered even a bit since we all appreciated each other's success and always happy for each other. I find her the most beautiful and successful girl I have ever met. With her extroverted personality. She casually looks like she just walked out of a magazine with her flawless skin and a pear body type. Long natural hair that stresses the hell out of her every time it needs washing and a silk press. We never allow our agency to handle our hair so we do it ourselves mostly or just go to a salon. She is 5 foot 5 tall which is just slightly taller than me but just wont shut up about it. She walks around with this expensive walk that attracts a lot of attention in a good way. She smiles at people which makes her look so approachable.

Today I have an interview for a pattern drafter who resigned after getting a job abroad so I posted a job vacancy online . I call Luke to take me to work. As I enter the company, Cate (my secretary )is there waiting for me to tell me about my schedule for the day as we walk towards the interview room. Not many people can handle being a pattern drafter since no imperfections are allowed. Only 5 interviewees showed up.

It won't be hard to choose since there's only 5 of them. Cate hands them the tools they need to use during pattern drafting and the designs they are supposed to work on. They need to work on them in a span of 3 hours only since time is money. The design is one that I recently dropped. Very elegant and classy , one that could be worn in a formal event or maybe wedding. It's quite long and has a slit mid left thigh with long sleeves and a v neckline . It has panel lines but doesn't have a side seam. and also a giant bow at the back. I sit in the room as I take a cup of hibiscus tea Cate made me. She's just the best secretary ever.

One after the other they submit their patterns. Some look confident, others look just neutral but none of them look unsure. I tell them to go to the cafeteria as I analyze their patterns and choose the best. It takes a while to analyze them but I like to give results on the same day and in person. There's one interviewee who has remarkable work. No flaws, just perfect and perfectly on scale. It's quite impressive. His name is Dew Gavin. I will have to say he looks kinda familiar. And really good looking and neat. Well he has to start working right away since we are falling behind a little bit for the few weeks i haven't had a pattern drafter. Since I have nothing to do I will be the one showing him around. Damn he's really tall, I feel so small under his piercing eyes.

" Hunny, are you that excited about the interview? Did you forget that beis married?" Mum tries.

"Yeah son your mom has a point. you might get yourself in trouble. She is a celebrity and so are you. This could be the scandal of the year. ' a married celebrity cheats on her husband with another celebrity' it'd be a mess and her parents would kill you. You should have approached her earlier than this instead of being a coward." Dad really knows how to insult someone respectfully.

" I know that she's married okay? And I've done some digging about where I found that they are not in good terms. She barely sleeps in the gift mansion. They don't even attend public events together. That prick brings his mistresses to their house. Can you believe that man's audacity?"

" Your so-called 'digging' is called stalking sweetheart." They say in sync and then laugh. They might as well join the choir. This couple makes me feel so lonely. They've been together since their university days. Here I am 30 years and single as fuck with dad throwing digs at me every opportunity he gets. Des, my big brother, is not around to get insulted by dad. Dad clearly calls us cowards for not being able to approach the women we love. I mean who has the strength to approach a woman who looks like she could stab you in the eye for saying the wrong thing to her. In my defense she looks really fierce. I will not be defending Des.

" So you've stalked her enough to know that she needs an employee? If she didn't have a vacancy what would have been your approach?" Mum asks with seriousness in her voice.

" I did not stalk her on that. I simply just found her company page on IG and tiktok where I found out that she needs a pattern drafter."

" It's a big step to just step down from you and your brother's company management." Dad says.

" He'll figure it out dad, he always does. Furthermore, my role as the company's model still remains. The management part he can do alone and where he needs help I'll always be there to help."

" Did you tell him?" dad asks.

" Yes I did. I called him two weeks ago so that he could fly back in time." Des had gone to Mombasa to check in the management of The Casino there on behalf of dad. He was to stay for like 4 months but he will have to cut that short. For now his assistant is in charge. He'll be back in a month.

I push them out of my room so that I can get ready since they might ask questions all day.

I need to leave an impression so I go for a navy blue suit, a navy blue turtle neck and a pair of black loafers. For confidence I wear my favourite perfume from my favourite brand that I've been wearing since forever. I brush and style my hair , carry the necessities and finally drive to work. It's only a 30 minute drive.

I get into the company where I meet a beautiful lady who introduces herself as Cate. She takes me to the interview room. I find a few people in the room who I assume are also here for the interview. Around 15 minutes later the one and only Miss Bella comes in followed by Cate whom I think is Miss Bella's secretary. The room smells nice after Miss Bella gets in. I have always loved the scent. She looks gorgeous in that outfit. She looks a bit under the weather in my opinion though she tries to hide it behind her killer smile.

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‎Cate explains what we are supposed to do for the interview and starts handing out the materials we need to use so that we can come up with the patterns of the complicated design. I try my best to finish the work before time is up which I do and succeed. We are told to go to the cafeteria and wait to be called where they announce that I got the job. I'm the happiest man alive at this point. Bella tells me that my work is flawless. She tells me that I've got to start work immediately as of today. I'll gladly do that.

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‎She tells me to follow her as she shows me around the company. She walks a few paces in front of me. I'm not even listening to what she's saying. I'm just admiring the view. She's wearing a black skirt with a bib , a pair of black red bottoms which adds to her small height but she's still short and cute. She has hair secured with a claw clip. Don't even get me started with her scent; it smells like oranges. All I want to do is remove that claw clip from her hair and maybe just maybe inhale that sweet scent. She then takes me to her office and hands me a tablet that has the undone designs that I'm supposed to start working on. Her office is so neat and also smells good. She then shows me my office which is right next to hers.

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‎I went to my office to analyze the designs trying not to obsess over her looks. She told me that in her company anyone can feel free to go home after 5.30 but if anyone is interested in staying that's okay but just until 9 pm. Time passes and in no time it's already 7.30 pm. I decided to go home. While walking past her office, I notice that the lights are on and decide to check and see her face before heading home. I knock on the door and enter. I find her seated on the sofa with her beautiful feet placed on the table nearby, her hair flowing on her shoulders as she does something on her tablet which I assume she's sketching some designs. She looks divine in the dim light. If she finds me staring that much she might judge me. She looks at me surprised. " Oh when did you get in here? I didn't hear you knock, I was listening to music." She says as she removes ear pods from her ears.

‎" I was just passing by and saw the lights on and decided to check on you." I said

‎" Oh thanks for the concern. I don't leave the office until 9 pm." She says. Her lips look so animated when she's talking. They are darker than her skin tone which makes them outstanding. I excuse myself and tell her goodnight since I don't want her to feel uneasy. I walk out quickly since I can feel myself getting hard.I don't want to embarrass myself. On my way out I meet Miss Dell who is Bella's best friend but she also doesn't recognize me but she says hi.

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