Playing With Fire & Ice

4

"You look beautiful Effie." Jazzy said as I tugged on my traditonal Kenya dress. It was a mermaid fit dress. It flowed against the floor. Colors of my heretige colored the dress elegantly. The back plunged and it was my best fit dress. 

Tonight was thw night of the gala and I was not looking forward to it. "Let me do your hair please." Jazzy pleaded and I sat in front of her. The unraveled my hair from the towel letting if fall in kinks around my shoulder. I felt her start to comb my hair upwards into a neat bun before putting my black head scarf on top of it with gold earrings.

"Thank you Jazzy." I smiled at her as I slip on the Louis Vuitton red bottom black heels. Walking in front of a mirror, I smile fondly at the woman in front of me. She was fashionable, melinated, and beautiful. She stood with the elites as a queen. I am she.

"Ooh let me get pictures my beautiful girls." Dad said as he came in with a camera. "Dad, c'mon. I'm going to be late." I say as I pose with Jazzy.

"Jazzy why don't you have your prom dress on?" Dad said confused and I frowned. "Dad we aren't going to prom." Jazzy said softly approaching him. "Oh hush. Your dates will be here soon go get ready." Dad huffed out. Walking over to Jazzy, "Give him his meds. I'll be going now." I whispered as I leave out the apartment with my black Birkin clutch in tote. Heading out the building I get in my car starting it up driving to the venue that they were holding the gala.

I could feel a uneasiness settle in my stomach as I approach the ballroom. "I don't like this but I need to go." I grumbled as I stopped my car in front of the red carpet. Valet came over opening my door, I handed him the keys as I grabbed my bag, I get up walking to the red carpet. Watching as the bright flashes start I flinch but keep my head high as I continue walking.

"Ms. Young who are you wearing?"

"Such beauty."

Walking inside the building I sigh as I finally step inside the building. Seeing the extremely high ceilings and the gran chandeliers. Looking down the below the balcony, I see the usual slender woman with pale faces and lots of makeup in plain colored dresses.

Descending down the stairs I grab a glass of champagne as I walk towards my table that held Stacy amongst other people. "You look lovely tonight Ms. Young." She said. "Thank you. You look nice as well." I say eyes her dress that held Euthiopian designs of purple, white and yellow colors.

"Thanks." She smiles. "Lets go mingle did you bring your iPad like I asked." I say bluntly. "Yes ma'am." She said as she pulled out her work tablet. Standing up, I motion for her to follow me as I walk around the ballroom.

"That's Ms. Povoch who is starting a company modeling company over there talking to a Damen Castanera a major injury lawyer in the Metropolitan area in Connecticut." Stacy reads off. "Lets introduce ourselves shall we." I say as I walk over to them putting up a mask of fakeness

"Excuse me are you Ms. Povoch?" I say putting on a fake smile. "Why yes I am? And you are?" She smiled a look of curiosity in her eyes.

"I'm Ms. Young of Young & Co. I've heard that your starting a modeling company and I would love to help with that." I smile fakely not taking a glance at Damen who had walked away. "Interesting. I would be honored to work with you Ms. Young." She said. "Thank you please give your information to my secretary and we'll be in touch." I said to her and Stacy quickly got her information.

"Okay on to other fish." I say blandly below my breath. "That man over there has been looking at us for a while ma'am." Stacy said and I turned to her. "Who?" I asked. She nodded over in the direction and I followed the direction as I glanced to see the only Sean Wylder staring straight at me with lust dressed in a black tuxedo.

I turned around immeadiately, "Leave him be Stacy. Now tell me about those gentlemen over there." I said moving along ignoring the urge to look at him again.

"Let's see. Mr. Ryan and Mr. Paul from Ryan & Paul Insurance. They are a life insurance business that went bankrupt. They are looking for buyers." She said and I smirked internally. As I approached them with ease, fakely at them. "Mr. Ryan and Mr. Paul it's a pleasure to meet you. I heard the unfornate news of your bankruptcy. I would like to give you a offer you a deal so I can buy it." I said bluntly

"Who are you?" One of the men said. "Ms. Young of Young & Co." I say. "Hmph. I didn't realize you would be so...black." The other said and I frowned instantly.

"How did you get in here? Usually they let the apes in at the back." They chuckled to themselves. "Maybe if your weren't so egotistical your business wouldn't have failed." I huffed at the walking away. "Are you alright ma'am?" Stacy said and I looked at her with a cold expression. "Yes let's just wait for this for be over." I say as I make my way to our table.

Taking my seat at the table I feel someone take the seat beside me. "So this is where you've been tiger?" I hear the familiar deep voice of my once childhood bestfriend and ex-husband Sean.

I ignore him as he talks to me as I continue watching everyone else. "What are you doing here anyway tiger." I hear again as I glare.

"Everyone please take your seats. I'm going to annouce the nominees for this years Top 5 business mogul."

"Fifth we have Mr. Putershmidt with a business in internatial trade. In fourth we have Ms. Welding in cosmetics and hair products. In third we have Mr. Haze who has a productions of luxury cars coming soon. In second we have Mr. Wlyder who is the Ceo of Wylder Industries who dabbles in stocks and bonds with a few companies under his wing. And in first place we have Ms. Young of Young & Co. Will Ms. Young please come say a few words?" The announcer said and I internally groaned as I stand up walking carefully to the podium where the anoucer stoof. Seeing the look of shocked faces madr me smirk in triumph as I took the podium.

"It's simple. To be the best you have no room for weakness. Rule your business with a iron fist. As most of you know I own a lounge, realty, insurance and some stocks. So whatever industry you work in make sure your the best. Thank you and enjoy your night." I said as my eyes scanned the crowd.

Walking down from the podium, I go over to Stacy. "We can leave Stacy." I say to we as I take my leave ignoring everyone else. Waiting outside as valet brung the car around i hear footsteps approaching.

"Tiger can we talk?" I hear Sean say and I turn to him with a cold expression. "Remember Mr. Wylder. I don't need you not then and not now." I said to him taking pride as he flinches.

As my car came around I got in the driver's side. Taking off my heels, I drive to my lounge not feeling like going home at the moment. Seeing him tonight stirred up unwanted feeling and I was planning to forget them before they got any stronger.