what happened between you and Jason?
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Ciara's POV
Why would Mrs Winnie make such a statement? Especially right now.
I dropped my fork on my plate, noisily.
Mrs Winnie stared at me and nodded her head.
She got the message already.
Ella slowed down with the food.
Of course, she wouldn't feel so comfortable eating anymore.
Like a shift in time, we were done.
I barely ate half the portion served to me.
All thanks to the awkward atmosphere ensued by Jason and... Sadly, Mrs Winnie.
I shifted my chair backwards and stood.
"Mrs Winnie, thanks for the meal."
She nodded without a reply. I guess she felt bad for what she said earlier on.
Ella and I were at the parking lot. I do not own a car. Obviously, we'll head out of the estate to get a cab.
"I'll drive you out"
That was Rex speaking.
I looked meek and puzzled.
"It's fine" I took Ella's hand and made a move.
"Don't be such a nut job!" He slid Infront with one hand in his pocket.
I rolled my eyes and bit my lips.
"Okay" I gave in.
Ella has been mute.
He was gentleman enough to open the door and usher me in. Ella, did not hesitate to slip into the backseat.
She sat with her bag on her tighs.
I also had my big black hand bag on my tighs.
My eyes seemed wider than they actually are.
The air was colder than usual.
"What happened between you and Jason?" Rex asked.
As plain as he always was.
"Called things off" I tried to make it sound like it wasn't something serious.
"I feel there's a whole drama I didn't get a wind of"
The car was in motion, with his hands smartly swirling. He stared at me for a moment and then concentrated on the road.
I bent my head a bit and turned on my phone, staring at all my apps, not knowing which one in particular would be of interest to me as at now.
I sighed loudly.
" 'Re You good?" Rex asked.
"Mmm" I mumbled.
My hair was already messy from today's stress.
We were already in the open road. I'm sure I can get a cab now and breathe in peace.
Ella was the first to hop out of the car.
I followed suit and waved, saying a thank you without any smile.
He zoomed off almost immediately.
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Jason's POV
I tugged at my tie and pulled it down. I felt sweaty and itchy from today's playout of events. The event that replayed most of the time was that amazing moment with Ciara watching how good I can be with other ladies.
The daggers in her eyes just lifts up my spirits. She's just seeing a tip of the iceberg.
Hmmm...
What does she think she is?
To reappear in my life, after all she's done so far...
Flash back
Someone had anonymously sent a message to me privately, stating that Ciara was having a night out with someone, leaving a full description of the location. Of course, I trusted Ciara so much, hence, I ignored the text.
I din't want any issues between my girlfriend and I.
As childish as this event may sound, it was a life draining event...
Approximately ten minutes later, I got a notification beep on my phone with a picture of Ciara in a petite black gown, looking mouth watering.
Of course, that aroused my curiosity.
Ciara had never dressed this way, not even when going on a date with me.
Making matters worse, beside her was the almighty, most notorious
gangster - Arian, who was Ciara's ex boyfriend.
I didn't think twice about paying the scene a visit. I hurriedly kicked my car into motion.
Next thing, I found myself in the private club with Ciara up close to Arian. His hands were on her tighs.
Her face was over his neck.
It was a sensational moment for them, as well as it was for me.
I was taken by surprise.
The jerk, Arian winked at me and smacked his lips, then went further to squeeze her butt.
Alright...
That's enough of the past...
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Jason's POV
I know I sound broken and destroyed from the play out of that event.
Don't I?
I don't have to reminisce on the past over and over again.
I'm now Jason, the hottest guy I can ever think of.
I'm sure that as at now, I'm very much irresistible to everyone, including that slut!
Looking at the situation of things, I shouldn't be found guilty for whatever I'm about to do to her.
Lol!!!
Right now...
It's payback time!!!
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Ciara's POV
Ella is still fast asleep. She's a sound sleeper indeed.
I have been sniffing and sobbing for a while now, and she hasn't moved a bit.
I guess I should just get up and have my bath. The sun would soon be up.
I'm not sure I had enough rest for the day. And I can't call in late on my second day of appointment.
Hell no!
I'll sound more like a coward.
I'll rather face it.
I pulled out the blanket and strolled to the bathroom for a quick bath.
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Ciara's POV
I arrived at the ten storey building I always loved to call my place of work.
I greeted some staff along the way, swiped my ID at the entrance of my boss's office and walked in.
I breathed in heavily and brushed my hair with my hand before walking into the office.
"Good morning sir" I greeted.
The beast, so to say was so much carried away by whatever he was doing.
"Miss Ciara" I heard my name, just when I was about to sit at my desk.
A sound "sir!" Escaped from my mouth.
I can't fathom why I responded like we were in some millitary setting.
I guess it's the nervousness.
Which nervousness?
"Send a business proposal to this email address. We have limited time. This is the infamous Michelle, world renowned fashion expert. You have to be careful with your choice of words. I need this contract." I realized a hitch of professionalism in his voice.
Wait!
"When am I to send this?" I asked.
"Right now" he replied, going back to his computer.
"What! Am I to prepare a business proposal just now and send it asap?"
I questioned.
At least, I should have been briefed before hand.
"Of course. We're getting that project at all cost, do you understand?" He lowered his head.
And for some reason, I just realized he was putting on glasses, because he looked at me over them.
I scoffed.
"I should get to work them" I took the paper from him roughly and went to my desk.
"Hurry up. We'll be leaving for France in an hour time."
"We haven't gotten the project yet" I reminded him.
"Meaning you have to make sure you get it. I don't want us wasting our flight tickets." His gaze was still fixed on his screen.
Holly molly!!!
I feel like screaming this instant!
My blood is boiling real hot!
How am I expected to write a business proposal this quick and make sure to win the heart of my client to ensure I please this narcissistic sociopath of a boss?
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