Don't try to change me

Part 12

"Where were you been.. I mean you were hardly seen here" I stuttered as I was alone with Brand in his office.

I thought I would not be going to see this sinfully perfect face back. It seemed like ages without him and now he stood just in front of me all magnificent all glorious.

"I also needed to talk to you but ain't got any time"
He walked towards his chair across the table and sat on it. He sparked his blunt joint and hit at it making clouds of smoke that were enough for make me go demented.

He was beautiful, not beautiful like the boys I used to know or date in the college... I mean boys are not supposed to be beautiful right!!!
But He was!!!
Exceptionally!!

"I have a trade meeting here in the estate tomorrow night" he calmly continued.

"Trade meeting waoww that sounds norma ..."
But before I could react He completed his revelation on me.

"For drugs"

Oh yes I mean he wasn't a normal guy who could live a normal mediocre life after all.

"I have decided to expand my weaponry horizons in Europe and in exchange we'll trade drugs with them."

I was absolutely amazed and scared by this idea.I cocked an eyebrow at him to explain further like what was I supposed to do there.

"I am telling you that because I don't want you to stand there and just smile like a little careless bitch....you need to take this seriously"

Ouch!!
I felt heat wash over me in shame and embarrassment.
He just thought of me as a stupid careless bitch.

I just nodded in response unable to formulate a single word.

"Am I clear to you?" He asked me bluntly, no kindness no care!!

I nodded again in silence I retreated my steps back out of his office, my cheeks pink my eyes watery and ran towards my room.

Were I gonna cry and allow myself get love struck with that God forsaken mobster!!
Fuck no!!

The following day went like all the preparations of the event. The invites, the decors, different food cuisines and expensive wines, the heavy securities everything was under supervision by the respective experts. Everything was amazingly managed.

For the meeting I took a pretty long bath with a body wash that smelled like lavender and shaved my body.

I decided to wear a deep blue off shoulders fishtail gown with a gorgeous thin waist belt that made my curves look sexy.
I left my hair straight opened with a slight curve at the bottom. As for the makeup I went for some highlighter, mascara and nude lip gloss.
I was not a fond of wearing big jewels but that night I chose to wear delicate dangling earrings that popped up my whole look.
And then the most difficult task for me.
Heels!!!!!
I sucked at wearing heels!!

I wore silver embellished jimmy Choo heels, checked myself for a final approval in the full length mirror and headed out of my room.
As I walked out, those fucking heels did a deed and I stumbled, almost landing on my clumsy face when two strong arms caught my waist.

Shittt!!!
So typical but true!!
This gorgeous satanic mafia leader had to have perfect timings.

Brand caught me in his arms setting me back on my feet.
His cold eyes stared at me and his hot hands lingered on my waist.