Silent

~2~

"Ms. Genvieve, please report to Mr. Perié in his office!" Rang over intercom. I wasted no time in getting up and picking up my note book to head over to Terr, Mr. Perié's first name.

"Shit, crumbs are everywhere." I whispered to myself while trying to fix my attire after eating, well more like devouring, my ham and roast beef sandwhich from two minutes ago.
Pushing past the polished glass doors that sealed Terr's office, I walked in and took a seat.

"You wanted to see me?" Asking while also trying to pull my hair back into a suitable bun.

"Yes dear, I will be hosting,for the next 6 months, an anonymous artist by the name of Belofte Abdel. He will be working closely with you on a few of your assignments, I think you might like him and his company, quiet fellow. Anyways, I need you to come by the office tonight at 8 and show him around." Terr informed me.

He must be a really anonymous artist if I've never heard of him, seeing as I collected art. That was my mums favorite past time and it was something we shared, which is probably why all my art are my most prized possessions.
While most girls splurge on fancy new dresses and Louboutin shoes, i spend my money on prime Picasso and only records, guess you could say i appreciated the arts more than the art of looking good.

"Alrite, that's fine. I hope you're right about his art, you know how much i like a fine piece of artistry." I reminded him, he knew better than most i loved my collectables.

"I'm hoping its more than his art you like Ms. Genvieve." The old matchmaker whispered with a cough.
He practically roared with laughter when I slapped him on the back and glared at him after his little statement.
I guess it's not just Fallon who thinks i need love but Terr too.
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"Yes Fall, I'm coming over tomorrow for our girls night and i will tell you all about Mr Abdel then, right now i need to get dressed and head back to my office for the tour." Clicking 'end call' before she could rope me into another convo about how it was true that i needed love and how Mr anonymous could be that love.

I quickly shut off her fantasy ideas, I don't mix business with pleasure, no matter how pleasurable he might be.
I threw on a pair of gold strap sandals, a black fur coat and my favorite gray A- line Gucci dress, along with my bag to match and headed out.

Turns out Mr.Perié really wanted me to be on time so he hired someone to pick me up so I wouldn't have a reason to be late. If this wasn't so important i would be upset but I understand his need for me to be early so i will oblige without complaint.

Throughout the entire journey to the office, short as it was, I tried to piece together what Mr. Abdel would look like. I may have thought of every possible look a girl could think of in 15 minutes, dark and brooding, tall and handsome, short and fat, etc.

However, as i stepped out the car and into the building I spotted him and nothing could prepare me for the way I felt when I did.
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Authors note
Hey guys i hope you are liking my story so far and i know you are probably waiting for the real juice but i promise it is coming soon 😊