THE AURA OF HATE [Editing]

SIX

Hazel's dress above 👆🏻

It was finally the show day.

It's currently 9 in the morning. I'm at the venue and the show starts at 6 in the evening.

Damn I am way too early.

It's been hectic since I arrived here, Hayley is panicking as if she just found out she was pregnant.

I on the other hand am calm. All the arrangements are at point and the show is going to be Legen -wait for it- DARY.

It's never too old to use Barney Stinson's signature line.

"HEY! I SAID I NEED A FUCKING BURGER MEANS I NEED IT. YOU AREN'T THE ONE TO FUCKING WALK IN THE RAMP IN LINGERIES WITH FUCKING 150 PEOPLE LOOKING AT YOU WITH THOSE JUDGMENTAL EYES! SO GET ME THE FUCKING BURGE-" I interrupt Hayley informing one of my staff members to get her a burger.

"Just ignore her Charles. She's quite the cranky ass bitch today." I tell him, waving him off dismissively.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Hayley?" I whisper yell at her.

"I don't fucking care. I need a fucking burger means I need it." she tells me.

"You are supposed to walk I-" she cuts me off.

"I DON'T FUCKING CARE! I NEED IT." she tells me, whisper yelling.

She's a motherfucking stubborn ass bitch.

"Please buy 2 chicken burgers from McDonald's, ASAP, and send it to room 20." I speak through the Bluetooth in my ear while rolling my eyes at my sister who's smiling at me like a child who won a prize.

Annoying ass bitch.

... 8 hours later....

Everything is perfect. All my models are in lingeries, getting their hair and make up done for the show that's gonna start in 1 hour 5 minutes.

I am currently in my apartment getting my hair done.

"Ma'am your hair is done." my hairdresser, Aster told me.

I stood up looking at myself in the mirror.

I am wearing a long black silk satin sweet heart dress, that has a split going from my upper thigh to my ankle along with my diamond choker, matching diamond bracelet and topped it of with a long black pencil heel.

"Ma'am your limousine is waiting for you." Jonathan informed me.

I thank Aster, turn around and walk to the elevator.

"All prepared Jonathan?" I asked him.

"Yes ma'am." she replied.

"Hayley?" I ask him concerned about what she might've done to the staff while I was gone.

"She's good now that she got her burger." he replied and I chuckle.

We reach the lobby, walk to the limousine and enter it.

"Evening ma'am." Kyle, my driver, greets me.

"Evening." I greet him back, focusing my attention on Jonathan and he squirms in his seat.

"Is the singer ready?" I ask Jonathan and he nods.

The car ride to the venue was around 20 minutes, which wasn't so long.

As my car made a stop near the red carpet, Jonathan got out of the car, opened the door for me.

As my eyes came in contact with the outside of the car, camera lights started flashing on my face. I was getting hit by paparazzis questions.

"Ms Alsteen, we heard you fired Layla?" Sheesh these reporters. They inform more than they ask.

"Is it true that your sister, Hayley Alsteen, the CEO of HA cosmetics is the model in replace of Layla?" They inform me.

And like always, I ignore them.

I don't have time for their stupid questions.

"Sorry guys, I have a show to attend." I tell them, walk away from them, and enter the venue.

As I was walking in I met Abel, aka The Weeknd, who is singing in the show today.

"Hello Ms Alsteen." Abel greeted me.

"Hello to you to Mr Tesfaye. Thank you so much for coming to show." I greet him back and thank him.

"My pleasure Ms Alsteen." he says and just then the staff called him to the backstage.

OMG I JUST MET ABEL MAKKOKEN TESFAYE...

I am a huge fan of The Weeknd but I gotta keep my profile.

Just then everyone started sitting down and the lights started to get dimmer.

I went to the VIP seat and sat down, I got the message from Jonathan that the show is about to start in 5 minutes. While I was replying, a strong masculine cologne hit my nose.

Fucking hell. Who got that hot ass cologne?

I saw a tall man in a black neat suit sit beside me, well definitely I couldn't see him because it was dark, but by the way he dressed up, I knew he was a hottie.

I wanna jump on his bones and fuck the life out of him.

Damn I didn't even see his face yet but his cologne radiates hotness.

"Welcome to the HA fashion show. With a warm round of applause please welcome The Weeknd." ,The announcer announced.

Let the show begin.