Manifestation

Stalker Tendencies

November 4 2024

Jay's POV

Dammit! This deal is completely stressing me out. This is my project of redemption after I blew the deal with a company based in Taiwan a few weeks ago. Dad thinks I need to be a bit more serious and gauge my temper because I'm the heir to a multibillion dollar empire and he is worried if I can handle the businesses. I can, I definitely can, I just need to cool down a little. I really want to fire a lot of employees and advisors who work closely with me. I understand that they've been working with us for years but they just don't take me seriously. For them, I'm still the little kid who'd play in his dad's lap. It's sickening sometimes.

The other day, I shared all my opinions, raised a few points, signed all the required documents but the deal was still put on a hold because they wanted the Managing Director to review them aka my dad. If he is the decision maker and my views just don't matter, why even ask? Yeah, yeah... I'll 'one day' take over the company and this is just for work experience but it sucks to be just seen as the spoilt kid of a businessman. I graduated with honors from my University for fucks sake.

Anyway, the only good thing to happen today which kind of turned my mood around is the employee list at Christian Dior. I can't wait to find out who the mystery brunette is. I dreamt of her last night... that is something. Hasn't happened in a hot minute.

I scroll through the list restlessly and finally reach the page dedicated to the creative team. Within minutes I find her. What an absolute beauty. The most beautiful pair eyes which see right through me or so I feel... delicious plump full lips, oh to bite them would be a joy. It sucks that it's only a passport size photo because her tits are incredible and so is her. How I wish I could claim them one day.

Her name's Akira Rao, she's 24 years old, she is the creative head of Dior UK, she graduated from USC... ohh, I've been there a handful of times; the frat parties are wild. I wonder why I've never seen her, I wonder if we have any mutual friends given I know a lot of people at USC, I wonder if she ever got nutted at a frat... hmm I'd kill to nut her at a tailgate... her in her little red cheerleading skirt... what a sight. Stop it, Jay! My subconscious glares at me.

How do I get to her? I mean I can't just show up at her office and introduce myself. What do I do? I brainstorm a bunch of ways to get to talk to her... should I just find her Instagram and slide into her DMs? Well, that's so high school. Lol.

And then it hits me! The Gala! I'm attending the annual gala just like how I do every year but I wonder if she's going to be there too? She's the creative head at Dior and as far as what I remember, my sister went on for hours about how Dior's latest designs are absolutely delightul. Well, my girl has some credit to give there. Wait, what? My girl? Where did that come from? Jay, stop thinking with your dick I remind myself.

I know Maria is going to come; I've met her a bunch of times at Galas, balls and just fancy events in general. I could shoot her an email asking her to bring Akira with her. Well, not that directly, I don't think I'd approach her myself.

I call Miranda, my personal assistant, and instruct her to phone Maria and ask her to bring the creative heads to the Gala. I advised her to cook up a story which would make Maria bring Akira to the Gala with her.

Miranda enters my office a couple hours later and lets me know that Maria has agreed. Yes!

I stare at her picture on my computer screen. Can't wait to see you again, baby.