Crowned; The Miami Event

Chapter Two

“Gosh” I groaned, feeling pains all over my body as a result of staying up all night working “young miss, please wake up, you have a flight in six hours”, Aurora informed me. I slowly got ready and wore a burgundy colored suit and trousers with a hat. I walked into the dining hall on seeing my parents. I greeted them “Good morning Father, Diana”. I curtsied “Brittany dear, how was your night?” Diana asked “My night was good and……where is Scott?” I asked “He had an early flight so he left for the airport”, father said as I nodded and quietly ate my breakfast, without much conversation I stood and informed them “I will be leaving for my flight now.” “Oh well I wish you a safe trip” my father said and waved me goodbye as I walked out.

“Aurora when do I leave?” I asked her as we walked to my room. “Ummm…in the next four hours” Aurora said “Okay, I’ll be staying in Miami for some months or a year, and you are going to take a break I’ll take Mabel and Lillian with me” I informed her “Are you sure young miss?” Aurora asked happily “Yes…..yes I’m sure, and it starts now so go have fun alright?” I said smiling “What about your birthday?” she asked again “Well I will celebrate it in Miami, just a something small that’s all” I said “Okay then, goodbye Brittany” Aurora said as she left waving.

“Mabel, can you please pack up my bags I’m leaving now and also call Lillian to get ready for our flight”. I said to my other assistant and quickly got some items and went into the car which was waiting for me outside. “Lillian will meet us at the airport.” Mabel informed me and I gave a slight nod.

Getting to the airport, we made our way to a reserved area where I crossed a path with a tall and broad, obviously fitted Black-American man with a tapered haircut and brown eyes I would gladly get lost in. He looked like a rich young man in his late 20’s wearing a casual dark green t-shirt and black trousers that looked like it could buy an apartment, neither the less because of its simplicity in appearance. He walked with two other men, one looking in his early 30s and another looking like his secretary or something.

I couldn’t help but notice his extremely nice perfume which smelled like rain on a sunny beach, simple but expensive. We made eye contact for less than three seconds before his secretary called his attention to a phone call, and he turned serious and walked faster. Immediately he left my sight, I didn’t realize it when I stopped walking and turned towards the direction he passed through. Though Mabel and my bodyguard were a bit puzzled by my sudden action, luckily, Lillian ran in with her assistant, which erased the puzzled thoughts.

“How are you doing Rita?” I softly smiled at her personal assistant, and she replied with a slight nod “What took you so long?” I looked at Lily annoyed.

“Well, on my way here I needed to eat badly so I went, a really nice new dinner not too far from the airport and I got our snacks and came here as soon as possible”, Lillian explained in a rush with an apologetic tone.

“I expected nothing less from you anyway, so where is the snack?” I asked as she passed two hot dogs with a vanilla smoothie.

“Ladies, how are you on this fine day?” Oliver said beside us as we walked into the aircraft.

“Oh, Oliver is here too”. Lillian said

“Yes I am” he answered with a bright smile and a wink at Lillian. Oliver was in his early 30s but extremely successful as he was the chief executive officer of his father’s company. In addition to his success, Oliver was a very fine man with mixed race, being his mother a black Asian and his father English.

“What are you doing here?” Lillian asked as she twirled her hair around her finger “I need to make a quick stop at Paris and meet Scott there too in hope you girls don’t mind”, he said with a bright smile, and sat beside Lily.

“We will be taking off now. Please put on your seatbelt”, the air hostess said.

“Well, this is my cue to take a nap then” I informed, who cared

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Drake’s POV

“I heard you are going to Paris tomorrow. Could we meet up on Sunday?” Stuart asked.

“And why do you want to meet up?” I said, dragging the two last words sarcastically last two leaned forward on my chair.

“Just to hang out, nothing serious” he laughed “I’ll send you the hotel’s address I muttered and ended the call.

I stood from my desk and went into the garden for a walk.

My mind ran to the thoughts of a girl I made eye contact with in the airport before my father ordered for my immediate return for ‘a very important deal’ I watched as a beautiful Dandelion slowly bloomed in deep thought.

“Sir, the president will see you now” said a voice said from behind.

I walked into a dark aesthetic themed office which was moderate yet, elegant and comfortable where a powerful looking man in his late fifties’ sat behind a large desk typing into a laptop I walked towards the table where my father sat and gave a slight bow and sat across the desk.

“Drake, I heard the deal went quite well. Congratulations” he said with forced emotions added to his words and looked at me only to receive a blank stare from me. He was trying to be warm towards me, trying to create ‘a father-son’ relationship but dropped the act when I made no intent of playing ‘father-son’ with him.

“You will be going to Miami for some time and you are not allowed to leave Miami for any reason” he warned and looked at me seriously “you are twenty-eight, almost thirty with no sign of getting married or settling down” he sounded almost concerned and I couldn’t help myself but laugh at his words “get married and settle down? How’d that work out for you father? Even if I do get married I do not plan on settling down and I’ll make sure the ‘lucky’ lady understands that fact” I told him without regretting my words “you might think I do not care about you or…” “You care only about your f*****g company and its f*****g name! Not me” I banged the table angrily “that’s your business on what you think I care about Drake. All I’m saying is that you pick a girl from Miami, get married and bring out a heir. This conversation is over!” he replied pissed “why Miami, why not New York or London?” I asked knowing to the fact that high-class or socialites are mostly based in places like that “that’s for you to figure out, you leave now” he said with no emotion as usual “and drake, if you don’t get married before you turn thirty consider yourself disowned as well as your inheritance withdrawn and given to your brother” he said nonchalant as I walked out.

“Sir, any update?” my assistant asked and stood walking beside me.

“Update me on what’s going on in Miami before I get to the airport. I’ll be out for some months. You can go on a break”. I briefed and headed to the airport. Dialing a number on my phone, I asked “Miami?” without waiting for a definite response. I heard a laugh and ended the call.

On entering the airport, I received a short briefing from my assistant;

‘Secret Hub news reported that Miami will be filled with the next generation of dignitaries ranging from entertainment stars, sports stars and business stars.

Miami will be holding different events, such as a sports festival, live theater, business meetings and lectures featuring the young generation, fashion shows, beach parties and lots more….

Good luck sir, and thank you so much for the break.’

After reading the message, I sighed, reacted with a thumb up and put my phone on airplane mode as the flight took off.