CHAPTER 2

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*GISELLE* Present time…. I couldn't help the satisfied smile creeping out of my face. I just couldn't help it, flaunting my stuff, that is. Why not? As the old saying goes. If you have it, flaunt it. I know I am not just another pretty face. Pretty faces are soooo ordinary nowadays. I am exquisite. All eyes are always on me, be it man or woman, wherever and whenever I walk. I am tall, 6" to be exact. My height alone is a model material. Added on to that is my voluptuous body. Another asset of mine are my breasts. Big and proud. They stood much like the body's owner (naughtiness aside). I have pale blue eyes and curly red hair. I have a small mole on the lower corner of my bottom lip. Some of my friends would say that this beauty mark of mine gives me a seductive look, and I couldn't help but agree. The stare that men give is so intoxicating, while the women's eyes burn green with envy. I might sound catty and too proud of myself, but hey, I can flaunt it as long as I like because I definitely got it. “Good morning!” I greeted the staff of the boutique. “G--Ggood morning ma'am” the male staff stuttered. I flicked my hair and gave him a wink. The poor man almost stumbled on his feet, and I smirked at his reaction. I continued walking to one of the in-house designers of Bellona's Couture. “Hi, I'm the executive assistant of Mr. Tobisa, I'm here to collect Ms. Moira's gown as well as his tuxedo?” I smiled at the girl. She smiled back at me. The designer excused herself for a bit and went to collect the two packages I was sent to get. A few minutes later, I was out in the sun and driving back to my workplace. “Somebody's having a good day.....” my boss' cousin, Moira, greeted me. “I could see you smiling a mile away.” I tsked. “That's what gorgeous women do, Moira. You always smile, it adds to my charming personality.” Cue my boss, 21-year-old boy-genius Rozen Tobisa. “Did you get the clothes, Giselle?” “Of course, sir” I answered, motioning to the two boxes I carried with me. He nodded as an acknowledgement. “Let's go, Moira.” “Oh, come on! I've barely even sat down, and now we're supposed to be going out again?” she whined. A sharp glance later was all it took for Moira to stand up. She even made it out of the door before her moody cousin. “Don't call me if it's not of any importance, Giselle.” “Yes, sir! I won't call you unless it's important.” Instead of answering, he just nodded and left. I released a deep sigh before moving to lock my boss' office. It's standard protocol for my boss that it should always be closed and locked securely. I went back to my table and waited for the hours to pass. I had got nothing else to do than wait for the time to clock out and go home.
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