" Can today get any worse? " I mumbled to myself.
As soon as the words left my mouth a sleek black car speeds by and splashes water from the gutter all over my black and white Versace dress along with my black suede Christian Louboutin. I could not...
I slow down and turn my sprint into a slow jog. Reaching my resting grounds, a bench that needed a new paint job, I look down at my watch.
6:46am... Slower than usual
Most days I reach the bench before 6:40, so now I do not have time to enjoy my stretches or the scenery being provided by Central Park. I have been running the same path for a little over 5 years and still to this day it manages to take my breath away. Especially in the summer when the sun is just making its first appearance of the day around this time. Realizing I am staring aimlessly at the view I start my stretches and go through my schedule for the day in my head.
Luckily today was not going to be a very hectic day. I need to go into the office to sign some paper work, a few showings of the new penthouse in the upper east side , and I also have to go to the car dealership. The rest I could simply tell my assistant to do.
Looking back down at my watch, I frown
6:53am... Shit
I was even more behind schedule.Shaking out my legs one more time I burst out into a sprint. Another great thing about running around this time is the lack of noise AKA the lack of people. My penthouse was only a few blocks away from Central Park so I should make it back in time.
My hair was slick back into a tight ponytail to prevent any strands from getting in my face. My breast were tightly strapped down by my black Nike sports bra which was on display since I zipped my black hoodie halfway down at the start of my run. I am a fan of Nike since most of my workout clothes are by them. Including the black leggings and black shoes I chose today.
I ran passed a man setting up his hot-dog cart near the entrance making me run faster. That guy was only there after 7 meaning I am too behind schedule for my own comfort.
I slow down just enough to look both ways and check if a car was coming then I dashed across the street. My doorman saw me coming and opened the door just in time to let me in. I would run up the stairs but not even all my years running track could prepare me to run up 68 flights. I came to a slow stop in front of the elevators and pressed the button. I looked down
7:09am... not my best time
I manage to make it up without anyone stopping the elevator. I took my key out of the arm band where I keep my phone. As soon as I opened the door I was blinded by the sun coming in through my windows.
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I can not be mad at that view. Pulling out my headphones I went into my room and stripped out of my clothes before they started to stick due to the sweat. I place them into the hamper and step right into my glass shower.
I pulled my hair tie out of my hair and stepped under the shower head making me sigh, the water was slightly cool but felt great on my warm body. My soaked hair barely reached below my breast. I soon turned it to a warmer temperature so my muscles could relax. I wash both my hair and body as quickly as possible.
Wrapping one towel around my hair and another around my body, I started getting ready for the day. I added a quick layer of lotion before putting on my underwear then pulled on my silk robe. Taking my hair out the now damp towel I noticed that it already started curling so I quickly started blow drying it.
Curly hair was just to hard to handle and didn't give me the professional look I go for.
Clean, sharp, and put together is my motto. Never having a hair out of place falls under this.
After blow drying I straightened it with my flat iron. Surprisingly even after the heat I put it through my curls still stay flawless when I do let them be, usually on a Saturday night with a glass of wine.
Creating a center part I sleeked it down into a ponytail tying it at the nape of my neck. I thanked God and my mother for blessing me with near to perfect skin since all I had to do was apply mascara, fill in my brows, a little bit of blush, and to apply a nude color lipstick.
I quickly threw on my outfit but I needed help with the gold zipper since it went down the entire back of the dress.
I made my way into my sisters' room and was quickly hit with the strong smell of vanilla.
" Jasmine zip me up. " I woke her.
She mumbled and still with her eyes close felt for the zipper. Rolling my eyes at her I guided her hands. As soon as I felt it being all done I exited the room but not before mumbling a goodbye to her.
Slipping on my Jimmy Choo heels I took a look at myself in my full body mirror and gave one more seal of approval.
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Grabbing my Givenchy purse I headed out the door. On my way down I looked at my phone,
7:56am
I was back on schedule and my driver should be waiting outside. As soon as I stepped out of the elevator I slipped on my sunglasses and immediately felt people staring at me but I just held my head high.
I've been called a cold, heartless b!tch but I don't care. Because of the way I've acted I am who I am today. I have what I have today. I wasn't born with a silver spoon in my mouth. I had to work hard for my money, and twice as hard to become a respected women in the real estate industry, I was even in Forbes 30 under 30.
I don't give a damn about what people say because they don't feed me, they don't fund me, and they damn well don't fûck me.
My driver was already waiting for me and when he saw me he opened the door.
" Good Morning Ms.Stone. " He said.
" Good Morning Fred ." I said back.
Fred was an older man reaching 60 in a couple of weeks. He has been my driver since I could afford one about 3 years ago. He has been hinting about retirement which is why I needed to go to the car dealership today. I hope the showings doesn't run long so I can finally sign for my car.
Ugh it might be a hectic day after all
Surely enough I was right. My assistant got my coffee order wrong again . I still do not know why I haven't fired her yet. My showings dragged on forever considering all the men tried to flirt even with their wives in the room. At the car dealership, since my car was custom made, would not be delivered for another week.
On the ride back I couldn't help sigh in frustration and relief that the day was over.
" Long day Ms.Stone?" Fred asked.
" Something like that. " I replied taking my shoes off and then rubbing my temples.
" If you would like I can hold off on the retirement for another week." He said softly
" No way. I know how much you and your wife have been looking forward to this. I can manage a cab for a week. " But even saying the words made me cringe, I am a slight germaphobe when it came to anything public.
" Don't worry Miss I will get you a good guy for the week. " He chuckled.
" Thank you. " I felt my lips twitch almost as if I was about to smile.
I couldn't help but be "nice" to Fred. He reminded me of my grandfather.
When I got back home my sister was lounging on the couch.
" Hey Gracy. How was your day?" She says with a smile making me frown at my nickname.
My sister and I are polar opposites.
" Did you have a rough day ? Your aura is off." She said having a concerned look on her face. " Do you want me to bring out my oils?"
" I am fine Jasmine. I just need a bubble bath. " I said putting down my purse and taking my shoes off. " Did Briana bring the groceries." I said referring to my assistant. I would do my own shopping but I simply don't have the time.
" Yes but you do know I can do the shopping. " She offered smiling again.
" So you can only buy your vegan crap, no thanks. " I dismissed her and headed towards my room.
" Your body is a temple and it should be worsh..." I didn't let her finish.
" Jasmine can you be quiet for once. " I said slamming my door.
IT IS FINISHED !!!!! OMG I DIDN'T THINK IT WOULD BE DONE SO SOON. CHAPTER 1 WAS JUST A QUICK OVERVIEW ON THE MAIN CHARACTER, GRACE STONE. HOW SHE IS AND YOU GET A SENSE OF HER STYLE AND PERSONALITY.
GOOD AND EXCITING THINGS ARE TO COME !!!
GO CHECK OUT MY OTHER STORY THE WOMEN HE NEEDS ME TO BE
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P.S : I ACTUALLY LOVE THIS VEGAN RESTAURANT DOWNTOWN ( I'M HOWEVER NOT A VEGAN ) SO NO OFFENSE TO ALL MY VEGANS OUT THERE.
