To Love like a Wedding planner

Chapter 2-Shit

Bailey's Pov
Two weeks later
Standing in front of the most beautiful and luxurious building I've ever set my eyes on since I stepped out of the airport. I mean Los Angeles is filled with many beautiful and luxurious buildings (well hello Hollywood is there, so of freaking course) but this wins the gold prize; the Kingston's Empire. It's one of the most prestigious and successful organization in the world owned by the multi billionaire, Mr. Richard Kingston, one of the top five business tycoon in L.A. So what if I did a little research on my client, people do it right? Read some biographies, interviews, you name it; too much? Nah I don't think so, this is way too important for any mess up and besides I barely had time to research all because of a wedding I had plan that took place on Saturday. Now it's Monday and I'm about to meet a client who makes a million dollars per week, frightening right? Thought so too. I wonder what a person does with such amount of money though
"You'll catch a fly if you keep your mouth that open Bails" Ethan Derricks says, seeming amused by my awe of this building, Who will freaking not, after seeing a thirty feet skyscraper made with shiny and dazzling black glasses making it look almost gem-like
"Easy for you to say Ethan, you're used to all this luxury" Ethan looks at me questioningly, with one eyebrow raised. it's not like I'm lying, Uncle Ethan who's the adopted brother of Cathy's mum hence her adopted uncle aka young uncle as he likes to call himself is a go-happy-live-your-life-to-the-fullest,unmarried thirty-eight years old guy and oh did I forget to add that he freaking rich too? Ok maybe not as rich as the Kingston's or as rich as what you're thinking but you get what I mean right?
"Sugarplum if we don't get in, we'll definitely be late for the meeting and that's not the kind of first impression we want to make now, is it?"
Rolling my eyes and without answering Ethan I rushed into the building well not before greeting and sending a smile to the middle age looking man who opened the door for us to which he seemed surprised at but still returned my smile and greetings. If I thought the outside of the building was the most beautiful thing I've seen, this definitely proves me wrong, the white crystal walls; the different real flowers placed in different corners and let's not forget little pond made with white tile, the same as those tiled on the floors of the building, the freaking pond had little marbles and stones placed in it with clear water; water lilies and few goldfish .... Yes you heard right... Goldfish!!! The chandeliers were as luxurious as they were beautiful....  The whole setting gave off a homely and warm aura, which was quite impressive  because it's almost impossible to pull off especially in a huge organization like this but it has been proven possible in here; in a beautiful and elegant setting. Damn even the people bustling in and out of the building are dressed so elegantly and formally that I almost start to feel self-conscious about the way I'm dressed. Almost.
In the corner of the the building I saw a little grey reception table with the receptionist sitting behind it
" Hello we're here for a meeting with Mr. Kingston" I say to a cheery and might I say beautiful receptionist with her long and straight platinum blonde hair and hazel eyes who seemed to be only a few years older than me
"Oh! The Dream Wedding Company, right?" She questions smiling
"Yeah" Ethan replies flirting, which I immediately roll my eyes and internally groan, not this again. Ethan never quits flirting and doing the nasty with every living thing that wears skirts and has a vagina. I remember when I'd asked him if he isn't a little too old to be flirting like he is now but according to him the older the better sugarplum, girls like' em older. It brings the 'daddy' kink in mix and they dig that a lot, I couldn't help cringing and shuddering at thought. The last thing I want to do is envisioning Ethan's sex life, let alone catching him in the act Oh Lord!! this only strengthen my decision even more. Staying with Ethan is a big fat NO.
"Sorry for the delay, just go to the 30th floor Marilyn, his P.A will lead you to his office" Emily Stewart which I got from her name tag pinned to her crisp white shirt finally says after typing on her computer to confirm our appointment and immediately calling who I suppose is the P.A, Marilyn to inform about our arrival. Oh did forget to mention that our dear receptionist was very oblivious to Ethan's flirting, shocked? Hell yeah! Unfortunately Ethan is too handsome for his own good and he knows it with his chestnut brown hair and stormy blue eyes, his 6ft3 tall and muscular physique his intensive routine workout session. In summary Ethan doesn't look a older than thirty plus he's rich and for those reasons Ethan is the first person my gender notices among the two of us in this situation, giving all the attention to him and totally disregarding my existence, so you see why I'm surprised by her obliviousness, yup like her already, if I were a shipper I'd totally ship Ethan with her or someone like her. He definitely needs someone that could extinguish his extremely high smugness, ego and self-esteem on a regular. Thanking her, I dragged a confused and grumpy Ethan, hurrying to the elevator, fortunately it was empty. Letting out a sigh of relief as I stepped into the elevator (Phew no choking perfumes and body odors today) with Ethan practically stomping into the elevator after like a whiny five years old, rolling my eyes, I pressed the button to lead the 30th floor, finally giving all my attention to Ethan
"Seriously Ethan you got to understand that not every female will behave like a female dog in heat every time they lay there eyes on you"sighing dramatically and patting him on his shoulder in mock comfort; poor Ethan never had anyone ignore him like that or maybe he's never met a female who isn't a gold digging female dog in heat. Ethan only replies to my mock pity by snorting like a horsey and grumbling like a gorilla mourning at the loss of it's banana; charming isn't it? Yeah thought so too. The elevator dinged indicating it's stop and opened for us. Stepping out of the elevator, taking in the setting before my eyes Damn who designed this place is a freaking genius; Every design was just so spectacular from the white glass tiled wall to the flowers to the on every corner of this floor to the little inbuilt aquarium. It was more than beautiful and eerily quiet too, I bet if I was an emoji I would have been with heart-shaped eyes. Looking around I spot a brunette woman, maybe a couple of years older than me sitting behind a desk in a cute open glass office. Upon seeing me she stands up, smiling as she approaches us.
"Hello, you must be Miss Bailey James, I'm Mrs Marilyn Monroe, we were informed of your arrival with the major shareholder Mr. Ethan Derricks in your company, right?" I swear that name sound like a celebrity's name, I just can't just my finger on who and what's with the females here not falling for Ethan's charms and good Looks, not that I'm complaining 'cus I'm not. I'm loving it. A lot. Yes married and old women also falls for his charm but like he likes to say and I quote "I never 'fuck' them, only harmlessly flirting, just doing a good deed by making females; young, old and married feel attractive and I like 'em young and uncommitted"
"Oh my apologies Mr. Derricks, I didn't notice that you were behind Miss James" Marilyn says when she notices Ethan, for what's worth she really did sound sincere to which a more confused Ethan only nodded. It's official this is my second favourite place in L.A. It just feels so refreshing seeing him thrown off his horse once in a while. Marilyn lead us to a large door which had a template with CEO, Kingston spelt on it. To say I'm nervous is an understatement. I feel like a whole zoo has erupted in my tummy, if this is how falling in love that always described as this feels like, then I definitely made the right choice to run from it, but you didn't when you felt it with him.
Once the door was opened by Marilyn after a come in was heard after she had knocked, we step into the most beautiful office I've ever seen, which isn't a surprise at this point every place in this building is utterly breathtaking. I could have admired the office a little longer if  I wasn't such a nervous wreck right now, As Marilyn announced our presence, I focused my gaze to the man standing in front of us, Mr. Kingston, the magazine pictures really did him justice, I know it's weird and you would probably expect that I say that they didn't.... But they did, his salt and pepper hair and bald spot at the middle, his slightly wrinkled skin. He kind of reminds me of how a fitter version of Paul Heyman would be.
"Ethan it's nice to see you again, we haven't seen each other in sometime now man" I heard a familiar voice says, laughing, that's when I realized that Mr. Kingston wasn't alone, that is when I noticed the two familiar tall Greek-god men with stormy grey eyes standing in front of a couch which they had obviously been sitting on before we arrived at the far end of the office and that is when it all clicked
Shit  

Author's notes:
So what do you guys think of this chapter
How do you picture poor Bailey's reaction when it clicked
What do you think about our young uncle Ethan
Who do you think are the familiar two Greek-god men
Stay tuned to find out x🥰