Led to Mr. Billionaire

CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO

The constant knock on the door geared me awake. I yawned in a very unlady-like manner and used my hand to rub my eyes, trying to clear my vision when I froze.

Yemi stared right at me, blinking his eyes so he could get a clearer view.

He looked cute, and his expression of a lost child made me laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" He asked in a cute voice that made me giggle. He just stared at me, all the while rubbing his eyes.

The knock sounded again, making me snap my head to the door. I stood up and walked to the door, only to remember that I did not know the password for it. A chuckle made me turn to see Yemi, who just walked up to me and put in the password.

The door made a sound and then opened. Standing in front of us were three people. A male and two females, all carrying bags.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Coker. We are here for the dressings," The woman said with a big smile on her face.

She looked older than me, maybe in her thirties, but she was wearing a white see-through shirt that showed off her black bra and a fitted shirt that was short even for me.

"Oh yeah. Dara, I called them in case you wanted to get your makeup or anything that females do done. This is Maya." Yemi said she was still so close to me.

He was tall, which made my head be on the height of his shoulders, so, when he spoke behind me, I could feel his breath on my neck causing me to shiver.

"But I don't need it," I voiced out silently, turning my gaze to him.

"Nonsense, we ladies need to look our best for things like this, and you, my dear, are in desperate need of attention," the woman said, eyeing me up and down.

I did not appreciate the tone, so I looked at her with a brow raised.

"Just go with it. I want you to relax and enjoy yourself," Yemi said, holding both my shoulders.

"Don't worry darling, when I am done with you_" she didn't finish her sentence and just winked at me.

Her minions hauled me into the room Yemi had picked for me. I haven't even been in it yet, and it looks so foreign but beautiful.

The king-size bed was situated in the middle of the room, and there was a small couch at the edge of the bed. There was a single door on the other side of the room, which I assumed was the bathroom. There was also a wardrobe as big as my bathroom by the side of the bed.

"Okay, chop chop, we don't have all day, and looking at you darling, there is so much work to be done in such little time" Maya's tone held something I didn't appreciate but I wasn't going to be affected, yet.

I was pushed to the door I assumed was a bathroom. With no questions asked, I went in and took a very short bath, even though the bathroom was a very beautiful specimen I would love to spend more time in.

I stepped out of the bathroom only to be dragged to the chair directly in front of the big standing mirror and before I knew it, they started their work on my hair, my face, and my nails.

By the time we were done, it was almost five-thirty. I showed them the gown I had brought, and they could not complain because I didn't give them the chance.

I slipped on the dress and turned to face them. A bunch of approved looks stared back at me, and I went over to the mirror to gasp at my appearance.

I knew I was beautiful, but makeup surely enhanced it. They had chosen to do a simple make-up that only enhanced my features. I stared at the gown and approved. It was a simple, long, sleeveless blue-patterned Ankara gown with a sweetheart neckline that showed little cleavage and had a slit that ran up a little above my knees.