Chp 19: Pest Problem

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Patience P.O.V (patience outfit above)

"Dry, bland, no inspiration, fix it or your fired, not a cute color, add a few more details next designers please" I called to penelope making her quickly show the models off stage before bringing on the next five models.

I repeated the same process going down the line of models showing off their designer's star piece, but after the first ten designs that walked across the stage, each one got worst with each group of five. So bad that I didn't even bother looking before waving them off.

I was in the process of looking for my next star pieces for the upcoming fashion show for this year. The one who was recently in charge of this department of my buisness was fired because of low sale rates and illegal businesses being run behind my name.

And now I know why the sale rates were so low. From the designers to their shitty ass designs they weren't worth a cat wearing, and I only had a matter of months to come up with 40 pieces. Just when I thought my troubles were over after that meeting, something else happens.

I sighed and took a seat with one leg across the other as I placed my cheek in my palm, already feeling in impending headache. At seeing my stressed form, Penelope looked back at me with worry expressed on her face. she hesitated to speak up at first and just turned back to the stage, but eventually spoke what was on her mind.

"I know you're tired Ms.Miller take a break, and I'll handle the rest," She replied, offering me a sympathetic smile. At first, I was going to rebel against the idea being that I had so much to do, but my aching head told me otherwise.

So I broke just this once because I truly was exhausted. I agreed and thanked her with a small smile of my own in return. Immediately, I saw her pale cheeks start to flush pink as she mumbled something under her breath before turning back to the stage.

I just shrugged it off as Penelope being Penelope and just scrolled away on my phone, looking for stuff to buy just to distract me for a while. Well, a few things to buy turnt into full cart of clothes and jewelery with a new lambo truck on the way, because why not?

Shopping online for me was like Pandora's box. I start with a few things to buy, and then it turns into a full cart of stuff and a maxed out credit card.

After I was bored of just shopping, I looked up for a minute and just watched the models, still crossing the stage, picking out minor details in my mind that could make it better.

That's when I realized just how hungry I was. I wasn't exactly a morning person actually would prefer to sleep around it and because I wasn't a morning person it left me with no appetite so I would go a whole morning without eating a thing until I had a raging headache and it left me completely drained.

But I wasn't just hungry but slightly irrated and ansty but not because of hunger but because of the growing need between my thighs. I didn't realize how long it's been since I've last got play until I started sexualizing anything that walked on two legs.

I think I deserve a release tonight. After all, I did pull off a big deal. So I made a mental note to drop by the golden diamond tonight, but that was put on hold when I was pulled from my thoughts by a high pitched screamed that made my blood run cold. I instantly jumped to my feet, ready for action.

Then followed by that scream was a couple and of others from the models onstage as they all fumbled to try to get off stage.

"Penelop, what's going on!!" I looked to her for an answer, but she looked just as shocked as I was.

I wasted no time speed walking closer to the stage with penelope and secruity hot on my trail. I urged one of the guards to check out the stage while the other went to aid the models. My eyes darted back and forth on the stage trying to map out the problem.

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