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"Don't tell me you plan on losing your virg*nity to him?!"Helen eyes widened. "Dear Helen, wouldn't it be heartwarming to lose that to a man like John,a man who knows how to make my heart to jump"I traced my fingers on the table as I moved closer to her. "Alright,I know you're not gonna do that. You wouldn't be that crazy,in front of him. He's got all the looks,oh yea,but who knows if he's got the manners?"she rasped. "I don't care. I'm not quite a well - mannered lady either."I smirks. "Helene,here is the man I've been trying to grab his attention,now the best opportunity is here,on a gold plate..."I breathed out a happy air. "I don't care if I become his baby mama tonight."I bit my lips.
Aysel's pov.
I got dressed in my red short gown and packed my hair into a bun.
I grabbed the perfume from the table beside me and spray it all over my body.
"I look like a beauty who just comes out from the Mars. This Earth surely is yet to see a beauty like me"I smiled to myself in the mirror as I turned and turn around in front of the mirror, examining my face and my shapes.
Even I feel so thrilled with my looks,why won't it kill others then?
I grinned at my silly thoughts.
"I'm not surprised. Just like every other day. It has become your everyday ritual."Helen sighed while strolling inside my room, looking as elegant as ever.
Of course,we are sisters so you shouldn't have expected less.
"I thought you've left"I rolled my eyes,while picking up another earring to fix in my ears after removing the one I was putting on before.
"No...not until I invite you to my housewarming party."she beamed.
"Ughhhh..that has become a forever song in my ears and I've told you I am coming."I grunts.
"Just a reminder tho."she shrugged.
"You shouldn't show up late. John is coming,I invited him,he said he was gonna come."she added a topping on the ice cream.
John is my forever crush. He is a singer,a prodigy to be more factual. He looks like he descended right from the sun onto the earth as his good features feels out of this world.
I cupped my cheeks together, blushing so hard.
"Tonight is going to be a very longgg night .."I whispered.
"Don't tell me you plan on losing your virg*nity to him?!"
"Dear Helen, wouldn't it be heartwarming to lose that to a man like John,a man who knows how to make my heart to jump"I traced my fingers on the table as I moved closer to her.
"Alright,I know you're not gonna do that. You wouldn't be that crazy,in front of him. He's got all the looks,oh yea,but who knows if he's got the manners?"she rasped.
I stopped walking and scoffed.
Helen all crazy about manners?
"I don't care. I'm not quite a well - mannered lady either."I smirks.
"Helene,here is the man I've been trying to grab his attention,now the best opportunity is here,on a gold plate..."I breathed out a happy air.
"I don't care if I become his baby mama tonight."I bit my lips.
Helene laughs maniacally and threw a pillow at me angrily.
"You dare not do that! My eyes are on you."she threatened within gritted teeth.
Her phone chimes and she brought it up to her face to have a look,she gasps.
"The three idols are live now on Instagram!"she exclaimed.
She rushed to my side after logging in on her Instagram to watch them.
"Oh my,Snow is looking super good... Duvall too...Ralph too..oh my heart,be steady"
"I don't know why you pick interest in these guys when it's obvious they are pretending to be good. Look at that smile..so fake!"I rolled my eyes to the side.
"I also noticed that, we've both got an inner eyes but aren't they just cute?..oh mama mercy,look at them locking their fingers up for a love sign.."Helene drooled on as she held onto her chest strongly.
"I'm getting curious about their faking friendship now. What could really be the story? Should I go in there and find out?"
Helene looked up at me with raised brows.
"I'm really anxious to know also."
"Of course,that would be fun."I smirked while looking at their video.
"But risky,what if they find out?"
I gazed up at her and grabbed her neck softly and placed a peck on her cheek.
"I'm the best player."
*
Mrs Robinson.
"My son always listen to me,Clara. He will surely get married to your daughter. The bond is too strong for it to break on the children,we must, therefore, strengthen through their marriage."I carried my glass of wine and took a quick sip from it.
"I'll try to persuade my Diana also. Although,she seems to be in a relationship with another man but I'll have her break it up."Clara replied.
"Please,do that immediately. My son is the jealous type,if he finds out his betrothed is in a relationship with another man,it will his heart apart."I smiled warmly.
The door went open and oh,here comes the groom.
I stood up with a grin as I went to envelope him in a motherly hug.
"Hi,mom."he pecked my cheeks.
I disengaged from the hug and examined his face.
"You look tired."I stated worriedly.
"Just a little. I'll be fine."he gave a reassuring smile.
I nodded, obviously not satisfied with that.
"Oh,here is Clara,my friend."I pointed towards her after remembered she is there with us.
"Oh, yeah, your best friend. Hello, ma'am."
"It's so nice to see you,John."Clara grinned.
He only gave a nod and turned to me.
"I'll be upstairs."
"Sure."I watched as he moved up the stairs and just before he went out of view,I called him.
"Yes?"
"Will you be chance tonight?"
"No,why?"
Oh,that means we won't be able to have dinner with Clara and her daughter tonight then.
"Nothing."I shook my head.
He have a reluctant nod before going out of sight completely.
"I should start looking for designer that would make both the groom's and the bride's dress."I informed while taking back my seat.
"I'm thinking of DRS.."
"Oh,yeah,yeah,superb..they are the best designers we've seen yet."
*
Aysel's pov.
"We need a face ambassador for our newly produced soap. I trust you would do better with that. I need you to handle all the records of the goods coming in and the ones going out. I need a good good record,snow. The last one was a bit messy."I instructed as I flip through the pages of the files I was holding.
I looked up at him when he didn't give a response and found him staring at me.
"Snow!"I snapped my fingers in his face.
"Ah,oh,yes,sure, you said... actually,I drifted off,so..I mean how come you always look more beautiful each day?,I..I always get lost while staring at you."he faltered.
I sighed and closed the file I was looking through and scoff.
"You'd better not fall in love with me."I joked.
We are best friends actually,so speaking without honorifics with each other is allowed.
"Don't. I'll fall just a little,not deeply. Besides it's hard not to fall for a beaut like you."
"Are you proposing to me right now?"
"Of course not."he laughed and I joined in also.
*
Duvall's pov.
I,Ralph and Snow all walked inside the company and the workers around all stopped to offer their greetings.
"Nice show you put up there,friends my foot!"Ralph ranted as we got to where few workers were.
"You said it yourself, it was just a show. And you don't have to be such a crybaby,the show has always been there for years."I replied.
I watched as his face reddened and I knew he's definitely going to get back at me.
Snow seems to notice this also as he quickly interfere.
"You guys should be careful.The workers are around and, Oh,I almost forget. Someone requested samples of a wedding outfit,both for the bride and groom."he said coldly.
Nobody replied him and that seems to perk him up.
"Didn't you heard what I said?"he asked.
"Ah,of course. You said you would like a punch on your stupid a*s."Ralph rolled his eyes and walked away briskly.
I chuckled and snow passed me a deadly glare.
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