Onika Maraj. Or better known to the people as the mother of fashion. She's on top of the world, running her own multi million dollar fashion company, along side her husband.
She fights to meet the fierce demands of her fashion empire, in the midst...
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The cameras flashed through the car windows as my driver pulled up to my building. I can't tell you how refreshing it always feels to see my name and face big on the side of my own building. MINE, that I paid for.
"Hey Nic, we have a small press meeting before heading inside." Jayda, my personal assistant/ sister said as she pointed to the crowd of people standing with their cameras and little microphones.
I sighed leaning my head on the side of the window. "J, why didn't someone mention this to me before hand?"
"I know Nic and I'm sorry. I just found out about it an hour ago, but I figured you'd want to do it. Since it would be great exposure for the new line."
She's got a point. I need to be out there giving them something, cause I already know what Odell dumb ass is out here doing, will be talked about. definitely don't need that look surrounding me or my brand.
Nodding I prepared myself both mentally, and physically to get out and face these people. I've down this a million times, but I'm telling you. I never really get used to it.
As the car came to a complete stop, two of my guards helped guid Jayda and I out and towards the all pink carpet that was waiting near the front entrance.
I stepped out slowly making sure to fix my dress over my hips.
"Onika! You look beautiful!"
"Onika! Can we get some pictures!"
I heard the yelled start and then I couldn't hear anything, because they were all shouting at the same time.
"Ok, alright. Listen up everyone!" Jayda yelled over them grabbing their attention. "Look, if you want to ask Ms. Maraj any questions you need to do it one at a time."
After she said that, the large crowd became much quieter.
"Alright- you in the green shirt." I said pointing towards the middle of the crowd.
The short girl smiled and waved at me excitedly. I gave her a small smile and wave back, waiting for her question.
"Onika, I love you so much! You are such a huge inspiration to so many young ladies out there. I guess my question would be, how does it feel to wake up and know that you genuinely have so much power in the fashion world?"
"First off, thank you for that. It means a lot to me." I said before taking a deep breath. "Umm how does it feel- it feels like a dream almost. I never imagined it to be this big."
I felt a nudge into my shoulder making me look towards Jayda. She was nodded her head to the side and I then felt an arm around my waist.
