My Flower

𝐓 𝐖 𝐎

"You're such a fucking idiot!" Andrew fumed at me, keeping his eyes on the road. We were on our way home after he practically dragged me out of his parents home.

"And you're an asshole!" I retorted

"How could you, Andrew? How could you let him talk to me like that?"

Andrew turned to me with a look of anger on his face, "You're the one who was in the wrong!"

I rolled my eyes, "If you were a real man, you would've defended me regardless "

He scoffed, "whatever."

When he pulled into the driveway, I didn't even wait for him to finish parking before I got out of the car. I entered my bathroom and locked the door behind me.

"God dammit." I muttered, running my bath water. I added lavender petals and my favorite lavender & oat milk body wash.

I unzipped my dress and allowed it to fall off my shoulders, onto the floor. The moment I hopped into the tub, the hot water instantly caused me to relax.

Tonight was draining and all I wanted was to rest. After I finished my bath I headed to sleep, trying to get the five hours I had left.

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"Good job everyone. You're dismissed." My boss spoke. Everyone let out sighs of relief and instantly started packing up their materials.

We'd just finalized our valentines lingerie set, a week before the deadline. We've worked hard for the past month and it looks like our hard work has finally paid off.

I began walking out the room with everyone but was stopped in my tracks, "Catherine stay behind please." My eyes widened but nonetheless I did as I was told.

"Is there anything else you need, Ma'am?"

"Oh, no. Not at all, you've been excellent. The best assistant I could ask for."

"And what did I tell you about calling me Ma'am after work, right now...I'm just Lauren."

I blushed at her compliment, it was truly an honor to be her personal assistant. Shes so influential in the world of fashion and most people need years of experience just to be in the same room as her for even a second.

Yet, here I was, someone without a high school diploma and only two years of college under my belt learning from her, granted I was only given this position because her mom was a friend of mine but regardless im grateful, because this is the one thing that I have.

"I have a present for you, something to show you that I truly appreciate you and everything you've done for me and the company these past five months you've worked as my assistant."

Lauren turned around and opened her supply closet, pulling out a plain box with a ribbon. She slid the box over the table and urged for me to open it.

I ripped the ribbon off the box and took the top off. Instantly I was met by the sight of lingerie, it was red with white hearts covering the bra cups and a cute white garter belt with small heart's patterned around.

My mouth opened with shock and we stood in silence for a moment before I spoke.

"I...thank you so much. You really didn't have to, I'm supr—"

I stopped talking mid sentence when I took another glance at the lingerie, this was something new.

"Was this a last minute approval? I've never seen this."

Lauren shook her head at my question, "No, I had the design team make it last minute...specially for you. It's one of a kind so cherish it."

I instantly pulled Lauren into a hug, "Thank you so much, I'll cherish it forever. I promise."

She simply laughed and returned the hug.

"I'm sure Andrew and you will have a blast tonight." She joked, giving me a playful wink.

"You know we will!" I responded, she squealed and pushed me gently.

"Then what are you waiting for? Go!"

I bowed and ran out of the room. The moment I entered my car I let out a deep breath. I turned my head and saw the box of lingerie.

I took the top into my hands and held it in front of my face, observing it.

"Wearing this for Andrew? Yeah right."

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I didn't want to see Andrew this early so instead of going home I went to my personal penthouse instead. To be honest, Im surprised Andrew still allows me to have this place so I try to go there whenever I can — if I had things my way I'd be here everyday.

When I entered my penthouse, I was met with the sight of my best friends; Sy & Helena. Both of them were wearing matching revealing outfits, Sy's outfits was white, while Helena's was black.

I gently placed the box of lingerie on my counter and turned to face them, "What are you guys doing here? And how'd you even get in?!"

"We used the key in your plant pot outside..." Sy said, nonchalantly.

"Of course you two did."

"And we're here because we're going clubbing, we already bought you a outfit!" Helena answered my second question, dancing in a circle — like she was already drunk.

They both walked to each side of me, interlocking our arms and practically dragged me into my bedroom. On my bed, there was a outfit that looked like theirs but a different color..

It was a red corset, that looked to perfectly showcase my boobs and the shortest skirt I've seen paired with fishnets.

My eyes widened, "Oh, you guys are serious!"

"Of course we are! We'd never joke about clubbing." Sy jokingly hit my shoulder.

I wrapped my arms around both of them and pulled the both closer to me, "And you know I'd never pass up the opportunity to go clubbing!"

When I said that we all interlocked hands and jumped around in a circle screaming like teen girls.

After a minute, they both gestured for me to go into my bathroom and freshen up. Quickly, I undressed and stepped into the shower, letting the cold water rinse away the day's work.

Once I was done, I stepped out of the shower and reached for my towel, and wrapped it around my body. Before making my way to the vanity and sitting in front of the mirror; taking a moment to observe my reflection.

I had a complexion reminiscent to butterscotch, radiating a warm and inviting medium tan. My eyes were elegantly almond-shaped with deep brown irises and the shape of my lips were full with a delicate cupid's bow, evoking an aura of softness and grace. While my jet black hair was voluminous and managed to cascade down my shoulders enough to perfectly cover my nipples.

After a moment of observing my reflection, I straightened my hair and did my makeup. My eyeshadow was dark and perfectly complemented my cat-like eye liner that enhanced the allure of my gaze.  I carefully selected a captivating shade of dark red lipstick. Then, finished my look with faux lashes and added a thick coat of mascara to highlight my lashes even more.

Lastly, I slipped into the outfit Sy and Helena bought me. The corset hugged my full breasts, perfectly showcasing my cleavage and the skirt hardly left anything to imagination. I took one final look at my appearance, letting out a hum of approval and exiting the bathroom

The sound of the door caused Sy and Helena to instantly look up from their phones, the moment they saw me their mouths opened and I gave them a playful turn.

"I'm ready now."

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