"I'll break down your walls one by one and sneak into the gates of your icy heart before crushing it into tiny pieces." He murmurs mercilessly as his lips lightly brush my ear, the contact eliciting an indescribable sensation through every inch of m...
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❝ They think they know what I'm worth, it's such a shame. ❞
— Chris Yonge from the song, Eject.
EVERY MORNING, it takes me less than an hour to get ready before heading to work.
As far as morning preparations go, the only time-consuming activity is getting to style my hair differently when the task can be somewhat challenging coming from someone who has a large amount of long hair.
My stylists often find it difficult to determine what appropriate hairstyle would be fitting for each event I attend.
The one thing I usually avoid doing is the act of observing my reflection out of free will. In other words, I tend to look at myself in the mirror only when I'm doing my hair or applying makeup to ensure I look presentable.
However, taking it upon myself to assess my features for some time upon gazing at my reflection, is something I often try to avoid, one avoidable facial attribute being. . .my lifeless eyes.
As I'm positioned in front of the dressing table of my room, with my reflection on the mirror staring back at me, I begin to question how my life has come to this.
When did the glint of joy disappear from those hazel eyes I once grew so accustomed to?
When did the genuine smile on my face make a pact with the devil to give up its life in exchange for the illusionary hope of her return from the dead someday?
As a desperate attempt to avoid my poignant gaze, I examine my dark brown wavy locks secured in a half pulled back hairstyle with their colour contrasting my white halter jumpsuit.
"You're a winner, you're strong, you're the boss . . ." I begin to recite the same words I repeat daily to myself as I make small hair adjustments with the use of some bobby pins ". . .and you must do everything to protect your empire."
Subsequently, I grab a hold of carat diamond earrings as well as a small diamond ring from my jewelry box before putting them on respectively.
With a board meeting soon to take place at Varos, I prepare myself for the heavy scrutiny that's yet to come.
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"Miss Kashmir, on behalf of the fellow directors of the board and myself, included, a few issues have been brought to my attention regarding the internal operations of Varos."
My eyes are calculative as I fixate my cold gaze on Mr. Ricardo who's sat opposite me as I'm positioned at the head of the conference table, its long shape separating us by many inches.
All the other members of the board who are sat in their respective seats in the big conference room, observe the scene before them in great attentiveness.
