"Good morning Mr. Vasilios." Claire chirped as I walked passed her, ignoring her whole presence. I didn't exactly likeClaire, because of the last time when she basically threw herself at me. Aside from that, she looks scary. Who the hell wears red bright lipstick with blue eyeshadow to work? I'm surprised that Ximena didn't fire her yet, but then again my sister is way too nice.
I walked into Ximena's office without knocking and I was shocked to see her there again. They both looked up at me, Ximena's eyes all red and swollen and she was glaring at me.
I knew who she was. I knew her face seemed familiar. Since the last time I saw her during Ximena's graduation, I couldn't get my mind off her. I knew it was her.
“What are you doing here?" I heard the angry voice of Ximena which woke me up from my reverie.
I smiled sheepishly at her. "I'm sorry for whatever reason you're mad at me, but I brought you sushi." I walked over to her desk and handed her the sushi. "Now, will you tell me why you're mad at me?" I then looked at her friend. The one I know so well.
"Don't you have work to do?" I asked quirking an eyebrow. She rolled her eyes at me and let out a disapproving sound before walking away.
So unprofessional.
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Jillian Malik P.O.V
Ximena and Marco are total opposites of each other. While Ximena is caring and loving, Marco is arrogant and rude. "If you need anything, I'll be in my office," I said to her as I shot a glare at Marco before walking out of Ximena's office. I still had tons of work to do. Ximena has a new eyeshadow palette that will be launched in two months and it still needs a name. Until now I can't come up with a suitable name. The eyeshadow palette she will launch will have mostly dark colors and it's supposed to radiate confidence.
While I was busy thinking and writing down possible name ideas, someone slowly opened my door. I looked up and saw it was Ximena. She looked much better now than she did in the morning. I guess the ‘talk’ with her brother went well.
"Hey," she said as she walked towards my desk. "Can I ask you for a favor?"
I raised an eyebrow. "Sure," I said, putting my pencil down on my wooden desk.
"So, tonight it's Kat Von D's liquid lipstick launch and she invited me, sadly I can't make it, because Blake asked me to go on a date with him, so would you please be kind enough to fill in my place?" she asked sweetly looking at me with puppy dog eyes.
I bit my underlip. I don't like to attend launches hosted by Kat Von D, because it's all so fancy and filled with celebrities and billionaires. It's not my style at all.
"I-I don't know, can't you send Claire?"
Ximena's eyes widened when I mentioned Claire's name.
"Oh goodness, no, have you seen her? Her makeup is terrifying and horrible. No honey, no, please Jillian, for once?" she pleaded.
I let out a heavy sigh. It's not like I have a choice. "Just because you're such a nice boss to me, where and when?"
Ximena's eyes lit up. "Thank you, thank you so much! You're a doll." she squealed happily. “And by the way, I'm not only your boss. I'm your best friend.”
"Here." she handed me a gold-brown manila envelope. "This is the invitation card, you should bring this with you, the address and time are also written on it."
I took the envelope and opened it. GoldBar, 389 Broome St, New York, NY 10013. 8:00 PM.
"Wow her launch will be held in a nightclub?" I asked surprised. The envelope felt so soft and fancy.
Ximena nodded her head. "Yes, but a really fancy one. I bet Kendall Jenner and Gigi Hadid will be there."
"Dammit, now I have to look for a dress for tonight," I mumbled putting the invitation card back in the envelope.
"Don't worry, I will send my stylist to your apartment at six, he will bring some clothes and shoes for you," Ximena said excitedly. "Thank you once again, Jillian." Ximena walked around my desk and hugged me tightly. "Blake and I will love you forever, oh and did I tell you he will bring me to Paris tonight?"
I chuckled and shook my head. Despite how much I love Ximena, she gets way too spoiled by Blake. Who goes on a date all the way to Paris? Blake and Ximena of course.
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I let out a frustrated groan. I had to leave in an hour for Kat Von D's launch party and I was still sitting in my peignoir in front of my Vanity table. Reina on the other hand was in heaven.
"Ah, sparkles, glitter...This is heaven!" Reina sighed dreamily as she hugged a red sparkly dress.
Chase, Ximena's stylist, gave her a weird look. He came an hour ago with a bunch of clothes, shoes, and makeup. He asked me what I wanted to wear. I scanned the dresses and nothing was close to what I had in mind. They were all either too revealing, too sparkly, or too short.
"Have you already made your choice?" Chase asked as he looked wearily around.
"Do you have any suggestions?" I asked him for the nth time.
He sighed heavily. "The black one perhaps?" he suggested. He suggested the black one three times already, but I already said no. The black one is a huge no.
"Goodness no, that dress looks hideous. It has so many feathers; people will think I'm a peacock."
"The blue one is also---,"
"I made up my mind, I will wear Elie Saab."
"That was my first suggestion!" Chase exclaimed as he picked a black sparkly dress from my bed.
"Well Chase, It's not that I have any other choice. The other dresses are just not my style." I slipped on the dress and it fitted me like a glove. It was a sparkly black lace mermaid dress with a slit and a deep cleavage in the front. It hugged my hips firmly that I'm so afraid to sit down in case it would tear apart.
"Chase, it's really tight around my hips," I complained.
"Don't worry; It will not tear apart if that's what you're afraid of."
"It better not."
"These dresses are supposed to be that tight. Now go sit down, I still need to do your hair and makeup." He pulled my hair out of my ponytail and started to brush it out.
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