The new look must have been the only reason I was called to meet Sabastian at his work.The time adds up and I know I'm not going crazy or thinking foolishness.
Despite the changes, I do feel stress-free from all my problems. Almost like therapy.
Still, not all problems will go away when I know I have bills to pay back in Jamaica.
That is the only thing on my mind.
Though I told my father what was on my mind for all these years, he did give me his house to live in. All I had to do is to take care of it as well as the bills.
As I collect the visitor's pass and walk towards the elevator. It's all I was thinking of.
Thinking of ways to make money so I can send it to Aunty to pay the bills or do it over the phone. Whatever is best when the money is in my account.
I barely realized I was at my stop until the door opened.
Nervously played with my bag strap as I walked out and looked at everyone.
"Good afternoon. You must be Miss Nelson." A pretty blond came up to me smiling.
"Good afternoon, and yes. I am." I nod.
"My name is Elizabeth, Mister Castillo's PA for New York. He is expecting you." She says. "Right this way, Miss."
I followed her, going further into the building and looking out of place in this office setting.
My confusion only grew.
Upon reaching a meeting room of sorts, with men and women seated around a table, the man himself is at the head.
All this was seen through the glass walls before the door was even opened.
"He's wrapping up, but he wants you in the room until then. We'll be seated to the side." She informs me.
Approaching the door and open it to let me in first. Then we went to the side, all eyes on me.
It's obvious because mih nuh si a black sumaddy all now.
But a wah dis mih get mih self inna.
Sabastian is staring at me and I'm staring back. Most definitely showing the expression on my face.
As a man at the table spoke of something business-related, I realized that no one was actually listening.
The man who is speaking keeps tumbling over his own words and it makes Sabastian smile.
Wah duh this man.
"Thank you, Holdings. We'll continue this next week." Sabastian spoke, ending the meeting there, and gestured for me to come over where he's at.
Once again, I could feel all eyes on me and then it registered to me.
This man calls me here to show off.
Again, my expression must have shown it because he laughed.
"My love, you look breathtaking." He exaggerates with a satisfying sigh.
"Thank you." I blushed.
He puts his arms around me and I thought it would be an innocent hug but I was wrong.
He reached down and squeezed my ass. Immediately, my eyes widened.
"Sab, behave." I warned softly.
As if he couldn't make it more obvious, he puts his face in the crook of my neck and shoulder. Just to inhale deeply and audibly, letting out another sigh.

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There's More To Me Than Luxury (Paused)
Short StoryPeer pressure is the leading cause of depression and insecurities. For Minnie, she gets associated with a man from a wealthy background. Changes are made and she soon finds out why he was spending so much on her. Sabastian has never been with a blac...