Taulia's POV
I got to the salon at 8:55AM, just in time for my appointment at 9:00AM. My hair stylist's name was Becca, she was also a dear friend of mine. I do think its because she worked for me but none of us cared that she did. Her salon was beautiful. It was white and very spacious. It had black marble countertops and big fluffy chairs. Her floors were white porcelain tiles and she had 12 salon chairs facing a full wall mirror. It smelt like hair products and she always had symphonies playing mildly in the background. I stepped into her office and was greeted by a smiling Becca. We hugged each other and she led me to a chair. I was the only one in the salon since I reserved the entire building for myself. I sat in the chair in my plush robe and heard her ask ''What would the boss babe like today? Red carpet or silk press?'' I contemplated the question hard...red carpet meant curls on 10 flowing down my back with my edges swopped to the heavens and silk press was when she straightened my hair and had it looking flat, bouncy and super shiney. It took a hot minute but I then decided with red carpet. My hair took about 3 hours to be treated, styled and diffused. It was beautiful, my curls were juicy and perfectly coiled with my edges laid flat and swooped beautifully. We talked about the cute guy I saw and laughed about it. I thought to myself if only he could see me now. I left her salon around 12:30PM and decided to go shopping at Versace. I saw this blazer suite that I had to have. On my way to Versace I saw Starbucks and realized I have not had anything to eat yet. I pulled into the drive through and ordered a venti java chip with ham and cheese sandwich. I ate on my way to Versace and decided to keep my car covers up this time since I didn't want another embarassing moment. I finished eating as I pulled into the store's parking lot. I still had my coffee though that I decided to walk with. I pulled up to the Vallet and he said ''Good day Miss Santorini, Taylor is in store and expecting you'' I replied with ''Thank you'' and headed up to the store in the elevator. I had my coffee, wallet, phone and vallet card in my hand. I walked into the store and saw Taylor with a big smile on his face. I smiled back as he walked to me. We hugged each other then he asked what I was looking for. ''I am looking for that statement suit I saw couple days ago on your site. It was a tight low cut body suit with a blazer and it was the Versace print''. He responded with ''We so have it in store. I remember you are a size small so I'll have Alyssa hang it in the dressing room for you to try. In the meantime feel free to look around to see if there is anything else you would like today''. I smiled and headed over to the sunglasses section, A nice big pair of black sunglassess would do this suit well. I found one that was perfect. It made me look like a rich bitch and I liked that. Taylor came back and told me the dressing room was ready so I went in and tried the suit. It was beyond perfect. It accentuated my curves the right way while looking formal. I didn't even care about the price since it looked this beautiful. I tried the sunglasses with it and OH MY GOSH!! sold. I was through at the store within 45 minutes so I had plenty of time to go home to get another shower, get dressed, pick my briefcase up and head out. I lived like half an hour away from where I was and the company was 15 minutes away from where I lived so I had ample time. I got home in the half an hour I predicted, Blake took my keys and I headed to the elevator upstairs. I took a bath in 15 minutes, I applied some bath and body works lotion and I sprayed my Tom Ford perfume. I looked immaculate. I wore my black pointed toe Christian Louboutin, I munched on some snacks, brushed my teeth and grabbed my briefcase. I have been preparing for this interview for a week so I knew I was prepared. It was 2:30PM when I drove out of my building and I got to Ploric at 2:50PM. I gave the vallet my keys and headed up the stairs. I walked into the building and everyone began to stare. I had on my shades and my suit and I knew I looked good, I could pass as the President if I am being honest. I walked up to the receptionist which could barely make out her words, I smiled and said ''Taulia Santorini for the 3:00PM interview'', she took a second before she pulled her eyes away from me to check her system. She said ''Yes Miss Santorini, please go to elevator labelled BS and you'll be taken to Mr Slate's receptionist. She'll guide you where to go''. I said ok and walked in the direction she pointed. The company was so beautiful, it had a lot of glass and gold. The floors were marble but gold marble, something I have never seen...I loved it. The employees all wore white and they looked so clean and well kept. I just looked extra but that was my normal. I got in the elevator and I didn't even have to press anything. It took about 3 minutes for the door to open. I felt my mouth drop open as this floor was completely different from the rest...
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General FictionTaulia was a strong minded, stubborn and dominating woman ever since she came across him. She commanded respect every where she went. She had the power to get whatever she wanted if she wanted to. She was never always like this though. She had to le...
