These west coast socialites are dangerously good looking and charming with bank accounts bigger than your parents' savings, successful careers, and smiles as sickly sweet as sugar. They are unbelievably perfect.
Then again, looks are deceiving and...
"I'm sorry. Mr. Richmond isn't expecting any visitors at this time. He's in a meeting." A nasally irritating voice loudly states.
"And who might you be?" Anastasia knows exactly who this bitch is. She just wants a little confirmation from the other woman.
"I'm Ashley, Mr. Richmond's new secretary, telling whoever the hell you are, that he's unavailable."
Anastasia can hear the crowd of people behind her whispering about how the woman is about to get her ass handed to her and honestly they couldn't be more right. "Is that right? Okay. Let me make a call." She calls her boyfriend's cell phone.
"Stassi, baby, are you here?"
Said woman puts the phone on speaker. "Yeah babe. I'm here. Can you open the door? I don't want to just barge in." She might be a cunning bitch to everyone who deserves it, but she minds her manners in front of people that actually deserve respect.
The door opens. It's Cameron standing in the entryway looking at Ashley with slight disdain. His expression softens when his eyes land on the love of his life. "Hi honey."
"Hi darling. You're so handsome." She smiles brightly at the sight of her boyfriend.
The smug smile on Ashley's face falls as she realizes what's happening.
"Oh and Ashley. I advise you not to disrespect me. I don't play that shit." Anastasia says with a devilish tone. "Don't play with fire, bitch, because you will get burned." She regards Ashley with a smirk and closes the door.
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"Why did I let Vince talk me into hiring her? It's been three hours and I want to break some shit." Cameron exclaims, plopping down in his chair.
Stassi saunters over to the absurdly large desk, leading him to stand back up from his stupidly expensive leather chair and pull her into a searing kiss. She can see the stress lines forming near his brow. "What's wrong honey? On my way down here, I had a few of your employees tell me that you've been yelling on and off for majority of the day."
SLIGHT FLASHBACK TO THIS MORNING-
"Get your shit together and run the club properly or this deal is over. Stop playing with me. Get off your ass or I swear I will take you the fuck out." He barks and slams the phone down without another word.
"Yeah, baby. I have. What's the damn point of the hiring people to work for you if they're not going to do what is asked? Incompetent fools. I'm bout to start firing people." He lets go of her waist and sits back in his chair.
Anastasia sits on top of the desk and crosses one leg over the other. She's trying to figure out what part of this horrible day to speak on first. "I've wracking my fucking brain. Imma just say it. My trifling ass ex pulled up on me. My morning was already off to a bad start. Michelle got stuck in heavy traffic. I called Vanessa several times and got no answer from her. Then I just decided 'fuck it. I'll start over tomorrow' so as I'm getting ready to get in the car, he yells out my name. In my head, I'm like 'why are you even here. Go away.' He had a girl with him. The bitch glared at me, thinking I wanted him back."
Cameron grabs her hand, kissing it gently. "And you don't. You have me and I'm not going anywhere."
"I told them that. He mentioned seeing me at brunch and that he want to come speak to me but I was caught up in you. No shit. I told him that you're my sexy ass boyfriend and that I love you."
Cameron stands up from the chair, going to stand between her now parted legs. He gives her the most sweetest yet lustful kiss known to man. He silently vows to himself that if Derrick pops up at anymore social events and tries to even lay a hand on Anastasia, that there will be a fight.
"He can't have you. You're mine." Cameron is possessive when it comes to Anastasia- rightfully so- but less of an 'I own you' type of way and more of a ' you're my everything. stay with me' type way.
"I love you, Cameron."
Just the way she says his name affects him- and it's a good thing. After her breakup with he who shall not be named, it took her a while to trust again. When Cameron first asked her out, she turned him down. He didn't push her or hound her for answers. He let her figure things out first. The connection was there from the start, she just wanted to make sure he would treat her with respect. He did- and does to this very day.
"I love you too, Stassi." He goes to kiss her again but gets interrupted by the phone ringing. "Jesus Christ. Let's see who this is."
While he answers that call, she takes several pictures for Instagram. See, she's sponsored by Cartier, Tiffany &Co, and Saint Laurent, so whenever she's sporting a necklace, bracelet or whatever she's wearing, she'll post a picture or two, generate the likes and collect the revenue.
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Anastasia hops off the desk and goes to pick up her purse off the sofa. She's tired and now all she wants is for Leslie to make her some food. She leans over to kiss Cameron goodbye with a promise to come to his apartment.
"Hold on one second. See you tonight, pretty girl."
She blows him a kiss and walks out the door. Ashley rolls her eyes but Stassi doesn't pay her any mind. She's in no mood to deal with a stank bitch.
"Keep rolling your eyes. I hope they get stuck." And with that, she's out of there.
