His Regrets
1101 Words
TWO YEARS LATER
WILDEN DON WULFRIC'S POV
Clara, my publicist, hands me her tablet as she and William, the head of my marketing team, settle into the leather chairs across from my executive desk. The grim look my publicist face already tells me this is not a routine meeting, bad news is written all over her face.
There have been plenty of bad news for the past two years since I made the gravest of mistakes, marrying the worst of women and making her the face of my brand.
I trusted Briana Sullivan and believed in her modeling talent. Her countless successful runways had brought great acclaim to my brand at first so I chose to marry her to ensure that she would always work for my brand.
But just days after I slipped the ring on her finger and she took my last name, disturbing rumors and ugly accusations that no husband wants to hear about his wife started to emerge and circulate on all social media platforms.
Turns out, Briana was being accused of things so immoral and shocking that I too had a hard time believing. She was being accused of secretly working as a porn star for wealthy men behind closed doors, acting as an escort to rich clients, and was also being branded a harlot and home wrecker, involved with married men.
At first, I refused to believe any of it. I was convinced it was a smear campaign from my brand’s competitors trying to tear her down. But then videos started popping up one after another. Footages of her snorting cocaine at private parties. A clip showing her violently assaulting her makeup artist in a hotel room. And countless photos surfaced of her with married men.
Modeling agencies and investors began shutting their doors to her. But I couldn’t do the same. I’d married her so quickly, I hadn’t even thought of a prenup.
I stare at the tablet Clara has handed me, the screen already playing some video that has already gannered thousands of views, shares and comments.
The room is silent except for the faint sound coming from the device. On the screen, my wife is in a dimly lit hotel private room, surrounded by a group of men, some I have met, some I have invited to my parties before. Music plays in the background as she moves swaying her body seductively. Piece by piece, she strips away her clothes until she stands completely nude, the men watching intently, cheering her on.
I am too disgusted and infuriated to finish watching it. I hand the tablet back to Clara. I still can't believe I got rid of the kindest, most selfless woman I have ever known to marry such a disgusting vixen. I dearly miss Riley more with every day I wake up to my ugly wife's face. I desperately imagine her by my side every time I have to endure Briana's company. This two years have been a nightmare.
"That is the newest video making rounds online. I’ve been trying to contain it, but it's already everywhere. Honestly, Sir I think it’s time we seriously consider dropping Briana from the brand. She is destroying the brand’s reputation along with hers.”
"And that's not all, our sales are plummeting at an alarming rate. No one wants to buy anything she has modeled, which is basically almost every one of our designs." William adds.
Of course no one would want to buy anything associated with such a disgusting person.
"Scrap everything connected to her. Every campaign, every billboard and every website featuring her, take her off our social medias. I want her erased from this brand as if she never existed.”
William nods. “I’ll have the teams start pulling the ads and updating the website right away after this."
"Erasing her is still not enough." Clara states. "We need a plan to contain the damage her scandalous videos have already caused."
She is right, if I don't find a solution, my brand will be dragged down with my shameless wife.
I am not sure what to exactly to do though. Our competitors are behind those videos circulating very fast. It would have been very easy to distance the brand with her embarrassing scandals if I had not married her.
Clara and William exchange a look, and Clara continues to speak, "We've come up with a potential plan that can placate this situation, but..." she pauses, looking nervous.
“We would like to ask for a salary increase if it works,” William finishes for her.
I raise an eyebrow. I doubt the two can come up with anything substantial. But at this point, I'm willing to consider anything. "You'll have to share the plan first then I'll consider."
William grins, “We think we should shift the public focus away from your wife's embarrassing scandals and give the public something else to talk about. We need something big to distract their attention.”
"We don't have something big," I remind.
"We found something." Clara informs in a proud voice. I nod at them to carry on.
"You must have heard about this new Female model, , taking the spotlight of the fashion world. She’s not just being admired for her beauty, but also for her excellent personality and professionalism. She’s quickly built a huge, loyal fan base.” William explains.
"Runway Angel ' is her newest nickname," Clara adds."We were thinking if we can sign her as the new face of the brand, her positive image can help us rebuild public trust,"
William nods in agreement. “Her good reputation may be able to wipe Briana's mess."
Sounds like there is potential in their plan. I have heard the name, Runway Angel, several times within the last several months. I never bothered to know who it is as I was focusing on handling the mess that Briana has created.
If this new model is even half as beautiful inside and out as my ex fiancee. I am certain that people will be too busy fawning over her to focus on Briana's disgusting videos. She can wipe Briana's disgrace off my brand. Then I will be able to move forward with a clean slate.
"Give the model our most enticing offers, and lure her into working for us." I instruct.
"I'll have Kim put the offers in writing and Email them to her immediately? The Model may want to be convinced that they are legit before agreeing to work for us."
I nod. "Do what you will do to get her."
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