How To Marry A Millionaire

Step 11

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Samantha Varilly

Coating another generous layer of my new Wet n Wild Mega Last Lipstick, i shifted the tiny round mirror that i was holding further from my face. I tilted my face from side to side, checking for the last time.

Grinning at the sexy and suductive face in the mirror,i snapped the mirror shut and tossed it into my black furry purse. I pressed my upper and lower lips together, rubbing and blending the fresh layer with the rest of the layers i've applied throughout the day.

Wet n WIld is my favorite brand so far. It worked miracles. Although most bitches complain non-stop about how it dries up and become lumpy, disgusting and 'total waste of money, my lips feels like a shitty eraser' and blah blah blah, i still somehow loved it. What they've said was not completely untrue,my lips really does fell rubbery,but i wouldnt phrase it that way. Because it definitely doesnt make my lips feel or look like a fucking eraser! Those bitches.

I smoothed my hair with my fingers on last time, starring at the black and gold door knob infront of me.

I'm sexy and i know it bitches.

No guy can resist my sexiness.

No one.

I am perfect.

I wrapped my hands around the knob and pushed the door open. An inviting scent of man cologne filled the air. I greedily took in a huge breath.

Sexy. Tempting. Rich.

Yum.

I scanned the enormous room.

The walls are painted the slightest shade of cream, with the ceiling brightly lit by a complicated yet grand looking ballroom lamp,resulting the entire ceiling glowing with a tint of gold. I lowered my head as i landed both of my blue and silver laced Prada heels onto the silvery gold vintage patterned carpet that coated the room's floor, adding another impressive polish and improvement to the room.

I can get use to this.

I stretched my view from the carpet all the way to the far end of the room, where a white table stood with a light gold pillar that connects the floor with the ceiling at both side of the table.

The design of luxury.

There are few places that allow people to feel both royally grand yet cozy and homey, and this is certainly one of those places.

I closed the door behind me, noticing the unique patterns carved into the walls of the room. I gently touched the walls with my fingertips, feeling the rough and dented texture beneath them. How many times have i dreamt of living in a place like this?

"Soon,all of the things you've dreamt of will be all yours. Very soon."

I straightened my back and adjusted my posture as i remembered what father has said to me. I opened my eyes wide as i searched the room for the only man that can grant me my wish.

I felt a sudden weight of frustration and stress gravitated their way towards my neck and shoulders as i eyed the empty office.

Where is he?

Out of the corner of my eyes, i noticed silky curtains fluttering from the night wind.I turnedmy neck,taking in the full view of the widely opened doors.

The balcony.

I marched towards the door that i am eyeing on. My heartbeat started to raise as i brainstormed  for a Plan B just in case something will not come up as well as i've planned.

What if he's not here? Where will he be? What am i going to do?

All worries have came to waste as i positioned myself between the balcony doors. I grinned to myself as i ran my eyes over the man whose back is now facing me. He looks incredibly sexy in his royal blue shirt with both of his sleeves folded to his elbows. He is so hot that even his masculine back view will leave any girl fully horny with thoughts. 

Ha. He's waiting for me.

So stupid of me to think he may not want me.

No matter what, im still irresistable.

Feelings of confidence surged its way through my body. Smearing a bright smile across my gorgeous face, i glided towards him, swaying my hips from side to side. I stood behind him and wrapped my arms around his masculine waist, taking a huge breath, pressing one side of my cheek against his back. I felt a warm tingly feeling spreading between my legs as i took in another deep breath, this time closing my eyes and enjoying his scent.

He looks amazing. He earns amazing. And he smells amazing.

What else can she ask for?

All the other rich dudes are either as old as her grandfather or uglier than a fucking toad. But Jack is nothing like them. He is tall, handsome and rich.

He is simply perfect.

I silently told myself how lucky i am for dating someone as perfect as Jake. " Hey Baby. " I hugged him even tighter to me.

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A/N Sry for the short chapter guys, but i will be uploading more frequently you see ,like once a week . okay? muak . love y'all !

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