Almost pretty

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    marcus Victoria
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    Episode 1

    The clouds were gathering, the call of the wind was comforting and the gentle breeze calmed all of her fears as she stood by the streets of Alistair.

    ‘Get out of the way girl, a heavy rain is coming’ a man screamed at her and she quickly rushed out of the road.

    She was now an orphan, with her mother gone, she needed to take care of herself; it wasn’t such a novel thing to her. Her mother had battled with cancer of the blood for a long time before giving up, and during those times she’d been the one working and paying the bills.

    She grew up fending for herself and her mother, working her ass of as a bartender, librarian, housekeeper e.t.c she was prepared to do anything provided it was honest, one of the things her late mother had taught her.

    Tuesdays were beautiful, nothing as formal like mean old Monday; she had read an advert in the paper that Roseau Soft wares, a software creation and selling Company was hiring; that had kicked her spirits off as she was already worn out working as a librarian. The job was boring; you could imagine spending a whole day in a dusty old library with books with ancient looking designs as your only company and pay that could get you something like Coffee and doughnuts.

    ‘I can do this; I need to do this’ she inhaled deeply as she reached the entrance of the enormous building.

    She had no friends, her whole life had been centered on her mother, she was alone now; whenever she was getting interviewed for a new job, her mother would be there to whisper words of encouragement; words that would lift her inferiority complex.

    “I’m Ugly Ma, nobody could ever pick me” Jane would whisper as she stared at the mirror.

    “Nobody is ugly baby girl, we all just need money” her mother would say and they’d burst out laughing.

    ‘Who you looking for’? She stopped at the security checkpoint, it was obvious she didn’t belong to Roseau Softwares.

    ‘Goodmorning, I am Jane Atkins, I’m here for the job’ she stuttered as the blonde middle-aged man stared right at her, why was he so unfriendly?

    ‘What job?’ he frowned and focused on her face.

    ‘The post of a Personal assistant’ she shifted nervously, why was he looking at her like that?

    ‘What are you up to buddy’? A younger man joined him in the glass cubicle.

    ‘I don’t know, Brunette here says she came here for a job, heard of that’? The older man asked.

    ‘A job? No way, what’s she here for anyway’? The younger man asked.

    ‘Personal assistant’

    ‘Where did you get that from’? The younger man winked at her.

    ‘Reach-out Daily’ Jane dipped a hand into her shaggy brown bag and presented the paper to the men.

    ‘Oh darling, these papers lie a lot, I don’t really think we’ll need a personal assistant here, you can be on your way now’ he squeezed the paper and threw it into a trash bin next to him.

    ‘How could you do that? You should’ve given it back’ Jane felt hurt, why were people so mean?

    ‘Do you mind getting out of here Miss Ugly Clothes’? The older man teased and they burst out laughing.

    ‘My clothes aren’t ugly’ blood tweaked her cheeks.

    ‘Yes they are, go get a fashion designer’ the younger man winked and the laughter increased.

    She had never felt so embarrassed in her twenty-four years on earth, tears blurred her eyes as she stared at the two men; tiny droplets fell on her yellow Jacket and stained her green boots. She just couldn’t leave, she didn’t have the courage to walk away, so she stood there and cried.

    ‘Brunette is such a softy’ the older man mimicked her and the sniggering increased.

    The Roseau Mansion was a three-story building; well-embellished balusters, a large flower garden where roses grew wildly, magnolias blossomed and a beautiful pool of blue water rested in the middle. Tall Palms were planted all over the mansion and their leaves provided shade whenever the sun chose to run mad.

    ‘Good morning father’ Kira rushed with her buttons as she neared the dining table.

    ‘Morning honey, where are your brothers’? Her dad asked.

    ‘Here I am’ Ryan joined them at the table.

    ‘Where’s Ivan’? The man rested his eyes on his younger son.

    ‘I don’t know, maybe he’s still sleeping’ Ryan shrugged.

    ‘Or had a rough night’ Kira’s eyes twinkled mischievously.

    Ivan Roseau, their half-brother, and C.E.O of Roseau Soft wares was the eldest son of Thomas Roseau; Ivan’s mother had dumped him with Thomas when he was just a baby, for her lover, the man she cheated on with his dad.

    ‘If you’re bent on gossiping about me, you should do so with grace’ Ivan stepped out of his room and joined the trio.

    ‘Well then, breakfast is ready’ Pam his stepmother smiled charmingly and walked in with a tray that contained their breakfast.

    ‘Sorry Pam, we don’t have time for this, there’s an important meeting at the Company, we’ll have lunch at the office’ he worked on his tie.

    ‘Oh Ivan, at least eat something, besides Kira and Ryan may be hungry’ she pawed at her stepson.

    ‘We are not hungry, we’ll be fine’ his siblings hurried out of the dining.

    ‘Do you always have to be this moody and domineering’? Thomas clicked his tongue.

    ‘Maybe I am following your footsteps’ Ivan snarled at his dad.

    He was a fireball, his temper was quick and he had so much resentment in his heart; first his mother had abandoned him for her stupid lover and his father had practically forced him to take over the company.

    He had always wanted to be a painter but the man threatened to disinherit him if he refused to get schooled at Harvard; he had been young and had no choice, who could stand against a tyrant like Thomas Roseau?

    ‘It’s too early for you two’ Pam stepped into the situation.

    ‘He started it, he should stay out of my business’ Ivan grumbled and walked out on them.

    ‘I don’t know what to do with him, I’ve tried everything but his hatred for me grows by the day’ Thomas was getting frustrated.

    He’d ignored Ivan’s non- challant behavior towards him as a child, he’d hoped his first son would come around one day, but as the years grew, he had lost hope in earning Ivan’s love.

    ‘I am sorry darling, I wish I could help’ she rubbed his hands.

    ‘He hates me, for his mother, for forcing the company on him but I only did what I thought was best’

    ‘It’s okay dear, all he needs is love. Once he finds the right person, he’d be healed’ Pam kissed her husband.

    ‘So what do you suggest I do’? He peered at her confused.

    ‘Let’s put a little fire up his ass’ she winked, she had a plan and was quite sure would work on her stepson.

    To be continued….

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    Episode 2

    Let’s put a little fire up his ass’ she winked, she had a plan and was quite sure would work on her stepson.

    ‘Do you always have to be that angry Ivan? You ruined breakfast’ his younger brother ignited the car engine.

    ‘I never told you guys to leave your food’ he shrugged.

    ‘Well, if we didn’t agree to join you in your little hunger strike episode; you’d drive off without us’ Kira chipped in.

    ‘We Roseaus are very rich, you could’ve used another car’ Ivan replied.

    ‘And miss our driving pleasure? Hell no,’ Ryan winked at his elder bro.

    ‘Good thing you know this. I am not in a good mood, woke up on the wrong side of bed’ Ivan blurted out.

    He loved his siblings, Kira and Ryan were his friends and he cherished them very much. He was quite open with them, though they still feared him, everyone feared that dark part of him and he knew this; he used that to exercise control over the workers in the company.

    ‘What happened? Wasn’t the sex good’? Kira rolled her eyes. Though her brother was cold-hearted and impassive, he had a penchant for the finer things of life, things like beautiful, voluptuous blonde women and he wasn’t ashamed about that weakness.

    ‘Kira!’ Ryan called her name.

    ‘No, she is right, I sacked Samantha, the sex wasn’t good enough’ he replied.

    ‘Oh no Ivan, that would be the fourth personal Assistant you’d be sacking, haven’t you heard? Mixing business and pleasure don’t go well at all’ Ryan came for him.

    ‘Well, you know your job Kira, find me a new personal assistant’ he said in a commanding tone.

    ‘So you’ll sleep with her and sack her after a month? No way, I am tired of your immaturity’ she clicked her tongue.

    ‘Seriously? Why do you make your elder bro the devil, I am not Lucifer honey, most times these girls seduce me, they cannot resist my hotness’ he wore the face of an angel.

    ‘And my sweet bro here finds it very hard to say “No”, especially when she is hot’ Ryan joined.

    ‘Funny. I am not getting you any personal assistant; I’ll play that part till you’re ready to change. You’re thirty-two Henry, should be getting married to a nice woman, have a bunch of kids, make a father proud’ she advised.

    ‘Thanks, baby, but I don’t plan to get married ever. So you better get me an assistant else I’ll sack you’ his voice dropped to a deadly tone, humor wasn’t in it.

    ‘Sack me? Roseau is family business, I am a full-blooded Roseau’ she fired back.

    ‘And I am still your boss’ he replied.

    ‘Fine! I’ll get you an assistant. A personal assistant you want, a Personal assistant you shall get’ she hissed loudly.

    She had something mischievous up her sleeves, she’ll get a man as a personal assistant, that would get him more pissed.

    ‘What the hell is going on here?’ Ryan watched the struggle between a poorly dressed brunette and the security men.

    ‘Let’s go find out’ Ivan muttered.

    ‘Is it just me? Or are those clothes plain ugly, who dresses like that’? Kira was amazed one could be so poor at choosing colors.

    ‘What’s going on here’? Ivan’s sharp voice brought the struggle to an end.

    ‘Good morning sir, Brunette here says she came for a job interview, what’s the post again buddy’? the older man asked his partner who was shivering like he’d seen a ghost; Ivan Roseau naturally inspired fear in people.

    ‘Um, Personal driver…’ he stuttered.

    ‘Personal assistant’ he quickly corrected himself.

    Jane was stuck; her eyes focused on the handsome man in the car. He was blonde with tanned skin; a sea of blue eyes, a sharp nose and a pair of sensuous lips. He was every bit adorable, his eyes were his most arresting figure, they reminded her of the men she saw on the cover of Magazines.

    ‘Interesting, what’s your name young lady’? Kira jumped out of the car, this is the kind of assistant Ivan deserved for threatening her.

    ‘Get back in the car Kira’ Ivan commanded coolly, what the hell was she doing? He couldn’t imagine being in an office with the human scarecrow that gaped at him. Hadn’t she seen a man before? Her gaze unsettled him and he pulled on his sunshades.

    ‘It isn’t sunny bro, why the shades’? Ryan teased, he’d been watching the scene closely.

    ‘Mind your d--n business’ Ivan scowled.

    ‘Jane Atkins, I assure you, ma’am, I am very experienced, I have worked as a librarian, housekeeper’ she dug a hand into her purse and fetched the envelop that contained her Curriculum Vitae.

    ‘Wow, nice resume Jane, you know what? You have the job’ Kira patted her shoulder.

    ‘Really? Thank you very much’ Jane couldn’t control her excitement; she hugged Kira tightly and released her after she recovered from the shock of getting a job at such a huge company.

    ‘You’re welcome, meet me inside, let me brief you’ Kira smiled politely and returned to the car.

    ‘What do you think you have done Kira?’ Ivan slid off the shades and faced her.

    ‘I just got the boss a new personal assistant. Touché!’ she winked.

    Jane found it strange the way she reacted at the sight of the handsome guy; she had never had a boyfriend or any admirer for that matter but it never bothered her. All she ever wanted was food on the table for herself and her mother and money to pay the bills; she had never craved for any man’s attention up until now.

    ‘So Jane, you’ll be working here with the Chief Executive Officer, Mr Ivan Roseau’ Kira showed her round the company and did a few introductions.

    ‘Um, who is Mr. Ivan please’? She asked as they passed several offices.

    ‘We’ll meet him soon’ Kira replied and stepped into the elevator.

    Jane joined her immediately; sweat broke out on her forehead, her hands felt like jelly as she stared at the unfriendly faces of other workers; they all dressed formally. The men did justice to their ties and suits or an Italian shirt and nice trousers to go with it, the women did same; they all looked formal and neat, expensive wouldn’t be left out of this description.

    ‘Are you okay’? Kira observed the new girl, she seemed nervous and scared.

    ‘Yes I am, just slightly claustrophobic’ she stammered. That wasn’t the reason she was all sweaty, she had never been around sophisticated people like this and she felt totally out of place.

    ‘Good thing we’re here’ Kira pressed a button and they both stepped down to the Twentieth floor, the peak of Lancaster Soft wares where her elder brother resided.

    ‘Yes…’ Jane nodded and trailed behind Kira.

    She noticed a slight resemblance between her and the handsome guy she’d seen in the car, she wondered if they were related briefly.

    ‘Wait here for me, I’ll be back’ Kira offered her a seat outside Ivan’s office. From the look she’d seen on his face, he wasn’t pleased with her choice of a personal assistant that was the reason she needed to speak with him first.

    To be continued….

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    getting interesting
    seated already

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    THE LION is ready

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