Brietta Norman, Michelle Rodney's best friend, lounged on her bed and listened to Michelle rant on about her brother-in-law being the most annoying inconsiderate man in the world. She listened quietly as she flipped through the glossy pages of a teen Vogue magazine, her attention divided between her dreams to work there and Michelle's long string of complaints.“Hello!” Michelle snapped her glossy fingers at Brietta as she noticed her friend's lack of reaction for a while now.“Oh shit, sorry, you were saying….” Brietta trailed off as she gazed at Michelle expectantly, tossing her pale blond hair over one shoulder and Michelle repressed the jealousy that always try to rear its head whenever some aspect of Brietta reminded her of how beautiful she really was “You always do this Bri, your mind wanders off when I am trying to tell you something.” Michelle snapped, anger bubbling inside, but Brietta grinned.“This happens often and you have never tried to wonder why?” She asked, trailing
Elicia and her conniving son Jason waited for the perfect moment to corner Madam Rodney. Elicia's plan was absolutely brilliant and Jason could not believe he did not think of it first. This one was a guarantee, it would surely succeed, one thing Madam Rodney hated was the sullying of her supposed good name, and when it happens as it inevitably does, she punishes without a hint of remorse. He rubbed his hands together with glee as he imagined Scarlett's punishment. ~Madam Rodney, and the women of her household Vivian, Elicia, Scarlett and Michelle made their grand way into Rosette’s one of the most exquisite and prominent beauty parlor in Hollywood, Rosette was booked ahead of time, two months ahead to be precise and every customer was properly scanned and assessed ahead of time before they were accepted. Rosette's was the true test of one's hierarchy and gossip blog carried the name of every lady who visited with much exaggeration.So to Madam Rodney and her ladies it was a time of
Scarlett was led up to the grand private section upstairs and she was then attended to like royalty, but that was not enough to stop her wandering mind from wondering and she promptly stopped lady Rose when she moved past her, or more like glided.“Excuse me Lady.” She requested, raising one palm up as she prepared to question the sharp business woman.“Yes? Do you need anything?” She was asked and Scarlett almost sighed dreamily, her body had been massaged to a state of liquidity, what more could she require. Oh yes.“What is really going on?” She asked softly, staring at lady Rose for any hint of a lie but the lady just shrugged, a practiced calmness around her.“Nothing m
“Mason?!” Scarlett yelled immediately as she stepped into the house. “Mason!” She yelled again and she heard him turn off the shower and she kicked off her shoes and settled down to wait for him on the couch. Something in her gut told her Mason had a hand in what happened today, she wasn't exactly sure how but she was going to find out regardless.“You are back, Scarlett.” Mason smiled as soon as he entered and saw her and went to sit across from her, his upper body leaning forward with a look of anticipation on his face and she laughed at the eagerness, forgetting her mission for a moment.“Why do you look like that?” She asked, lips curling up in amusement and he just laughed.“Like what?” Mason asked, his blue ey
Gerald has always been very efficient and effective in his line of work as personal assistant for two generations now, he knew the Wildes and their vices like he knew the back of his hand and was always ready and armed to defend them, cause they were full of flaws they also possessed a charming grace.He could still remember when Mason's father stormed out of the house with the little boy in town, he could vividly remember Mason's tears and the Grandfather obstinate reaction, and how his son called him heartless and stormed away, never to return. But he was also aware of the broken state of Mr Wilde and how he never fully recovered mentally and physically, and how he lived in affliction till he eventually passed. Protecting the Wildes had always been his duty, and he was not about to stop now.“Good day,” he
“So when's the party Scarlett? I can't seem to remember?” Mason asked and Scarlett laughed as carefully applied polish to her toenails and Mason drank his coffee slowly as he watched her work painstakingly and remarked on what a pain in the ass it must be to be a woman and Scarlett just shook her head slowly, trying to explain to him in general that men were on the losing end.“The Party is tomorrow Mason.” Scarlett sighed. “I can't believe you forgot so early, what is going on up there?” She asked, playfully bonking her curled up finger against the side of his head and he laughed again. He seemed to laugh a lot more these days, Scarlett noticed. It was a good thing, it lessened the stress lines around his eyes, but it saddened her that he was not involving her as much as he used to, there seemed to be a distance between them that she could not breach, no m
Mason held on tightly to his seat belt as Mark drove roughly down the street, ever since their college days Mark had always been the reckless one, driving above speed limits and attending each and every frat party held, it would have been better if he did all these alone, but he always made Mason accompany him, much like a captain and his loyal loyal sidekick. And Mason was always too tired to argue and mostly just went ahead with whatever Mark said and did.“Bro, what the f*ck!” Mason yelled as soon as he realized that they had both made it to their destination safely and were both unarmed, while Mark laughed loudly, his eyes still bright from his recklessness.“You are still so uptight.” He chuckled. “Live a little dude, and heaven knows you can actually afford it this time.”
Mason was still in awe of the night, while Mark was busy eating it all up, and as they finally left Rogue's for the night, he would not stop talking about it in the most hilarious way possible and Mason just shook his head at his exuberant best friend in amusement, the evening had been helpful but he was also nervous about Jonathan Elric, oh well, he thought, the evening had been successful regardless but it almost nine now, meaning that his wife's party was about to start and woe unto him if he failed to get there on time.“Step on it Mark!” He shouted, for once encouraging his friend's total disrespect for law and order.“You are encouraging me to break laws.” Mark laughed aloud at this. “damn, the wife must be something else.”Mason hel