The Journey Of A Tycoon

chapter 2

22nd August-wednesday

And Wednesday morning there was nothing more I wanted to do than celebrate with my only bestfriend , Khanyi. Browsing through my Iphone, searching for Khanyi's name I dailed her number and within three rings she picked up.

"Hey girl, lets have lunch at News Café, you wont believe what happened. "

"Hi Sedi, oh my gosh what happened? "

"Come through, you'll hear all about it."

"Alright Sedi I'm on my way."

With that I hung up, headed to my walk in closet and grabbed a white cocktail dress and my favourite pair of red Coco Chanel heels and my beige Louis Vuitton handbag and headed to my garage, got in my car, blasted Beyonce's XO album and sped to News Café.

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And she brought back her head from laughing, wiped the tear that rolled down her cheeck.

"Oh I have to tell you about BAA." Then I began.

"Remember my product, Sun Rays Cream? Yeah well I had a business meeting with BAA, a casting and modeling agency."

"Oh! You did? How did that go?" She sounded astonished, yet looked sour.

"It was great Khanyi. They loved me. Well of cause the product too." I gave out a chuckle and she just stared at me.

"That's interesting. Mentioned anything about me?"

"why would I do that? I mean it's my product."

"Girl I mean like getting me a potential husband or something?"

"Khanyi it was a business meeting! I wasn't there for pleasure. I can't believe you're asking me all of this right now."

"Oh my gosh, why are you catching feelings? I was just asking."

"Well what you are asking is so irrelevant right now. Anyway enough about me clearly you are not interested. "

"Oh okay cool." Khanyi dismissed the topic and I felt belittled.

The waitor came and my appetite was long gone, suddenly I felt grumpy and wanted to go home.

"You know what, I'm not hungry anymore, I just want to go home. You ruined my mood like you always do and with class I'll leave you to be." Shoving the chair in I left my 'bestfriend' , gathered my dignity and walked to my car.

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23rd August-Thursday

Thursday morning had come with ease and like the birds in the morning. I was in a great mood, I was about to present my product and nothing could hold me back. I rushed through my apartment looking for all the relevant things for my presentation. When I had assembled all my things and as I passed the mirror I took a quick glance. My Coco Chanel jumpsuit fitted perfectly around my round torso. I climbed in my car and the BMW roared to life. And I was off to BAA.

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I walked in BAA and Mr Anderson was

waiting for me in the reception.

"Morning Ms Manaka." Mr Anderson flashed a genuine smile and lead me to their studio.

"Morning gentlemen, I'm Mahlasedi, honestly I'm highly honoured to be working with you men and its a great pleasure to work with you all." I tried flattering them and I think it worked, cause of the facial expressions they were wearing.

"Now as we all know that we lost our make up team, Ms Manaka will be responsible for that from now on. " I was shocked, I didn't know I had the job. With a huge smile plastered perfectly on my face, I walked to the models.

And this tall, handsome model walked up to me. Waltzing toward me and his long legs moving with rhythm. With every step his biceps popped out, exposing his well crafted tatoos, he had a German cut that complimented his brown skin.

"Well good morning Ms Manaka, I'm Lebrone Richardson. " my name rolled down his tongue with ease and tenderness and he introduced himself. Then placed his plum, full lips on my chocolate hand. Lebrone Richardson I played the name in my head like a broken record, then smiled.

"We'll take him." The words escaped my mouth without my own will, nor doing.

He flashed me a smirk then walked away.

"Now people we dont want a glamorous backround, just a plain simple white background , we need to emphasise on his features and the product at hand. " I began unpacking my things and appying the cream on his tender, smooth face.

"You look gorgeous Ms Manaka." Lebrone gave me a compliment and I felt self conscious.

"Thank you, wish I could say the same." I flashed a fake smile.

"Oh! Okay fiesty, I like. " he replied without being offended.

" so how long have you been a model?" I questioned his occupation, attemting to leave the topic at hand.

"Long enough to say your the most beautiful lady I've ever met, oh and I'm also a soccer player. " he stated, arrogance bouncing in his thick voice.

"Oh! I swear I've seen you somewhere, but couldnt really pin point it. You play for kaiser chiefs right?"

Throwing a grin in my face, revealing straight, white teeth and showing that I've fed his ego to the fullest he agreed by saying.

"Yeah, bet you love us?"

"Of course I do." He gave me another smirk.

"Especially when you celebrate our victory as Pirates take the cup twice in a row." His smirk faded and I could tell I hit the nerve.

"So your a Pirates fan, I could do with a challenge, how about you express your feelings about the love you have for Pirates and I be the gentleman that I am and listen to you and take you out for lunch.?"

" are you asking me out on a date?" I tilted my head and placed foundation on his emphasized jaw line.

"Whatever you want to call it Ms Manaka."

I didnt know what to say and the words that left my mouth were.

"Were done with Mr Richardson. "

"2o'clock, tomorrow, Micheal Angelo, Sandton City. And Ms Manaka I dont take no for an answer." He swayed away and the rest of the photoshoot I kept on stealing glances.