Hello there, I'm Afrar Massoud and I am the only daughter of a billionaire.
Afrar is one of Africa's best designers, she is also half Arab and extremely egotistical.
She believes everything starts and ends with her, like the world revolves around he...
"Get up!" Someone says pushing me off the bed and I land on the floor with a thud. I groan but go back to sleep. "Afrar wake the hell up! It's getting late and you should go to work" and with that I quickly seat up picking my phone from the bedside table.
"It's just 5:30am, How is this late?" "I said it's getting late and shouldn't you be at work by 7am"
"Why did you push me off the bed" "I didn't. You were lying down on that side" he says pointing to the other side of the bed "When I started waking you up you decided to roll down so you could go back to sleep but instead you fell" I take off my onesie and fall back.
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I shouldn't have slept with these, these were only supposed to be when I'm at home and I don't feel like wearing anything, they are so comfy.
I got up and took a shower, dressed up and came out with my suitcase. "What are you doing with that?" He asks when I come in with the suitcase. "I'm leaving today"
"Why?" "Because I always feel so lazy when I'm here, I know you'll do everything for me, mate" I add the last part to irritate him. He scrunches his nose as he smells something in the frying pan. "What?"
"I think the egg is rotten" I walk over and look at it "Obviously it is. It had already changed color"
I pat him on the back encouragingly "Well that was so nice of you, I'll just take something at the office" I roll my suitcase out. "It's coffee right?" He asks shouting.
"Yup" I reply still walking.
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At first when I had the dream of becoming a fashion designer everyone just told me to look for something else, find something that actually makes sense and for a moment I thought maybe I should give up. At least not until I sat in front of the TV and watched the NYFW, after watching it I made up my mind.
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I park my car in my reserved parking spot and got on the elevator. Immediately I get off the elevator on the eighth floor I meet with Ruth, she's one of my best workers and also my temporary assistant. "Morning" She says. "Good morning to you too"
