Breaking his Mask

Chapter 4

Hey guys, this is the dress that Isla is wearing to the party. The girl in the picture is not Isla by the way. I'll find a person to suit her character. I feel like it will take a while but for now imagine who ever you want. 

My mother had always said my eyes were fascinating when I was a child. As I started to grow up, she would completely ignore me, too busy with taking care of the company. My father, a wise man, wanted me to take over the company. I left, the company would be better off in someone else's hands. I don't want to be my mother. 

Every once in a while when we saw each other and when she was in company of others, than only she would talk. 

"Isla, such beauty in your eyes. Meet my precious daughter, Isla. The next seat in the conference will go to her," she introduced with a charming smile. Maybe that charming smile was what labeled her character as a cheater. A cheater that cheated on her husband more than once. Perhaps it was for a deal or to not lose her ever flirtatious ways. 

My eyes being a green shade were always argued whether forest green or hazel was the right color to describe them. Having one look at that exquisite dress, I knew I won't be able to blend in. Mr.Clarke expects me to stand out for whatever plan he has in mind. Next to the dress sits a pretty rhinestone set of necklace and earrings along with silver clutch and heels. 

I get quickly get dressed and walked over to the dresser with a mirror on top. I opened the top drawer to find a basket full on make up. I added mascara, eyeliner, and a nude lipgloss to complete the look. I simply did a half up half down hairdo to my hair. I looked elegant and immaculate. Certainly better than my appearance a half an hour ago. 

I looked around for a phone or anyway to contact Mr.Clarke. I strolled over to the door and knocked on the door to get the guards' attention. The door opened to a bored guard, his caramel eyes brightening at the sight of me. 

"Ms.Richards, you are finally ready? I have been waiting forever," He continued without waiting for my response. I nodded my head. He gave a cute boyish smile with dimples. I was confused, were guards allowed to talk to me like that. This man was no more than 25, he had a sharp, tailored suit. He was a brunette with a friendly vibe. His hair was messy but cute. He had an extremely sharp jaw line. 

"Nice to meet you Ms.Richards. I am Zack Wyles,"he extended his hand to greet me. 

"The pleasure is mine," I fixed a casual smile on my face. He was not too bad to look at. I wouldn't mind his presence. Thinking of him, Mr.Clarke's face popped up into my mind. I blushed thinking of how close we were. 

"I am the head of security as well as Clarke's best friend," he briefly informed me as he lead the way. 

"I wanted to catch you up on our plan. Your job is to capture the attention of Tristan Anderson. No matter how anything turns out do not be alone with him. He disrespects women and will not think twice to do worse to you. The objective is to lure him out of the party and outside where we will be. We will handle it from there. " Zack continued, he turned around to see how I took in the information. 

"Me? I can't do this. I have no experience at all. I can't capture anyone's interest. Isn't there another way to prove myself?" I stood my ground with a shocked expression. 

"Believe me when I say this, Ms.Richards, in that dress you can capture anyone's interest. You will pose as Felicity Riverview, a foreign businesswoman. You will be a obvious new face in the party and plenty of people will take interest in you." He assured. 

"I will try my best," I sighed. He led me through a series of hallways and stopped at a giant door. He stepped out of the way and motioned for me to walk in. I opened the door to enter a large room. From my vision I could only see a wide desk. Plenty of papers were spread across the desk. The door shut behind me, I walked further into the room. The room was dimly lit. There were a couple of doors in the room. Suddenly one of the doors swung open. Out stepped Mr.Clarke in all his glory. My eyes took his appearance in. He looked devilishly handsome with a midnight black suit and tie. He had an Armani watch on his right wrist. Setting his time on the watch he stepped out of doorway and lifted his head to meet my eyes. He hovered his eyes over me and took in my appearance.