Marcellius Fierri [Book #1]

Chapter 6

Ramzi and I hit about six stores before he drops me off at home. I had so many bags in my hand that Ramzi had to help me carry them inside. I have never splurged on myself like this..ever. I just never could afford it.

All my money from working at the cafe immediately went to paying bills and whatever my dad needs. He's talking about visiting Jamaica for a few days, so I want to make sure he's in a good place. It's where he and my mother spent their honeymoon, so I know it will mean a lot to him. Setting the bags down on the counter, I look over at Ramzi. "Thank you Ramzi."

He raises his hands up in surrender, shaking his head. "Oh don't thank me, thank the boss."

Chuckling, I say, "I'm talking about spending the day with me silly." His family was scattered all over the world. After his wife died almost ten years ago, his children left to start their own families. Ramzi visits them occasionally when Marcellius gives him the week off, but most of the time he's usually by our side. I wanted him to know that I really appreciated him.

"How kind of you. I enjoyed spending time with you ma- Mia as well." I could tell it was going to take him some time to get used to that.

"Before you go Ramzi.." he turns around, his hand still on the door knob. "Will Marcellius be picking me up or..?"

"Yes. The boss would like to pick you up himself. He'll be arriving at 8 pm." With that, Ramzi and I say our goodbyes. I was now alone with all these bags to carry up to my room. I looked down at the time on my phone screen. I had exactly two hours before Marcellius got here. That means I have enough time to soak in a hot bath and perfect my look for tonight. Grabbing the bag with the dress I'm wearing for tonight, I head upstairs.

I pull the dress out of the bag and hang it up on the back door of my closet. Today has been a long day and I was in much need of a hot bath. I was excited as I stripped free of my clothes and turned on the water. I poured a cap sized amount of my brown sugar body wash into the bath water. I watched as the tub filled with water and the bubbles formed. I sat down on the edge of the tub and slowly glided my hand through the warm water. It felt amazing to the touch.

After about a few more minutes the tub is finally full. I stand up, and step into the water before sitting down. I sink down as far as I can go until my shoulders and down are completely submerged in bubbles.

Inhaling softly, I let out a satisfied sigh. I close my eyes and let the water consume me. I felt so at peace. That lady had pissed me off so much, but now I could feel all that anger melting away. I let myself soak in the bath for about a half an hour before taking a shower to rinse myself off. Then I focus on drying myself off next.

I made sure to dry my hair completely this time. My curls were popping by the time I got done adding in a few products and laying my edges down. I was feeling myself even more when I put on the maroon body-con dress.

I have never felt more beautiful. To complete my look, I gave myself a nude face and added a silver diamond encrusted ear cuff on each ear. I felt beautiful and powerful, as I stared back at the "black girl magic" emanating from my reflection in the bathroom mirror.

I'm so busy admiring myself that I don't hear the doorbell ring. It isn't until the second time that I actually hear it. My phone chimes and I grab my phone off the sink, opening up to a text from Marcellius.

Marcellius: Here

Me: Coming down now

I slip my phone into the little black purse my mother used to own. Slinging the bag over my shoulder, I try my hardest not to trip in my lace-up high heels. I cautiously make my way down the steps, clinging to the railing to keep me steady. Once I safely make it down, I head over towards the door and open it.