Amana's PovIt's been a week Since Mr. Morelli declared that he wanted me. I got to hand it to him he's a bold man.
He's attractive I can't lie but I can't risk my life's work if it doesn't work out. I worked hard to get here and no man will get in the way of what I am becoming.
I'm taking a look at Mr.Morelli's house today. He wants a new look.
I'm going to be professional and I hope he will be as well. I shouldn't be there too long.
I went to my client's party it was a nice to get out of the house. Had some wine with a hint of liquor.
Decided to leave early because I was driving that day and not my chauffeur.
The rest of the week was my free days. I'm planning on going shopping, out to eat, and grocery shopping.
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I'm almost ready and I'm putting my heels on. Sprayed some perfume on and jewelry.Putting on a light grey to crop sweater with blue tailored pants.
I head out the door and lock it. I get in the car and play some music on Bluetooth. I put it on shuffle.
I decided to go to Starbucks and get myself an iced coffee. It should take me 5 minutes to get there. I drove out the driveway and the music up.
I'm in the Starbucks drive-through, I'm waiting on the next person.
Rolling down my window, I rest my arm and take in the fresh air as I wait. I see the line is moving and I move forward.
"Hi welcome to Starbucks, what can I get you?"
A cheery voice asked." I would like a medium iced coffee please," I told her.
" Would that be all for you ma'am ? " she asks.
" yes, that will be all," I said.
"Okay your total will be $5.45," she says. I muttered an okay, I get to the window and pay.
I wait for the person and the car is gone. I drive up and I get my ice coffee. I drive out of the Starbucks plaza and make a left.
I call my assistant Fabio
"Ms.Sinclair, how may I assist you? " he said
" Fabio, can you please inform Mr.Morelli that I will be at his house for our 2:30 appointment," I tell him.
" Yes Ms.Sinclair, he informed me that he will leave the door open for you," Fabio stated
"Okay thank you," I said hanging up. Right now it's 2:15. I put his address in my car and I follow the directions.
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I arrived at 2:26. I turn my car off, and take my keys out of the engine. I put both in my purse.I take a deep breath and mutter a couple of words before I walk into this man's house.
" Remember to be professional, don't let him get to you. You have a job to do and have an open mind" I tell myself.
I step out of the car and close the door. Walking up the interior of Mr. Morelli's house it's beige with tall black interior windows.
YOU ARE READING
Simplicity
General FictionA woman with an ambition and will stop at nothing to be the greatest interior designer in New York City. A man determined to be with her at any cost She's a successful black woman. He's a rich white man who wants her. He watches her from a distan...