The Art of Seduction

SAVANNAH "Is the bag I ordered from New York already arrived?" I ask my secretary while I am checking the outputs that just arrived from Paris.  My secretary puts the coffee on my table before answering my question.  "Sorry, Madam. SJ. They contacted me earlier and said that the bag that you want to order is out of stock." With her answer, I stop what I'm doing, close my eyes and take a deep breath in order to make myself calm. b***h! I really wanted that Mouawad 1001 Nights Diamond Purse damn bag! Why did they just now say that it already out of stock!? My god!  Breathing again heavily, I look at my secretary who is bowing down her head at me. "Tell them to reserve five for me as soon as possible. Okay? Do you understand?" I say through gritted teeth, but smiling.  "Yes, Madam. SJ. I will tell them right away."  "Of course, you should if you love your job. Thanks. Get out now." I say and she followed.  I let a loud sigh of frustration again as I laid my back on my swivel chair. I really want a bag. How come that they lost stock of that? Grabbing my phone on the top of my iPod, then I dial Yanna's number. My so-called 'not sister in blood but sister in the heart.' "Ah! Yeah! Uhm, damn. Hard, please! Hard!! Hello, b***h what's upright!"  I immediately move my phone away in my ears when I heard the f*****g moaning voice of Yanna.  "Damn! You're so gross!" I yell while laughing. This b***h, really. Its too early in the morning and she is still having s*x? That's not her boyfriend because oh, b***h we are both single.  I keep hearing her loud moan on the other line and I can't still stop laughing.  "I'll call you later, Savy! I'm so sorry. I'm having — ugh. Right. That's the right baby. Ugh!! I'm having s*x! f**k! I'm going to c*m!" She cries out in pleasure.  "Okay! Enjoy his f*****g semen. Remember, do not put it inside of your p***y. Put it on your damn mouth! Bye, b***h!" I say while laughing and hang up the call.  Argh. That sounds gross. Seriously.  Shaking my head, I stood up and got out of my office. At this rate of time, I know that Caspian was already at the coffee shop he always went to. And then there, I am always giving him the timing for him to notice me. Even though it's hard for him to do that. Psh.  My driver opened the door immediately when he saw me, approaching my baby Vannah. That's my car's name.  "Where are we going, Madam?" My driver asks me.  "At the Golden Coffee Shop. But, hold on. I will retouch myself first." I say, grabbing my lipstick and compact mirror on my pink pouch. Then, I apply lipstick on my lips, and little lip balm on it to make it glossy. I don't use lip gloss because my lips are too sensitive. Anyways, after I apply lipstick, I put it back on my pouch. "Let's go, my driver," I say, closing my compact mirror and putting it back on my pouch.  After a while, I finally arrived at the Golden Coffee shop. This coffee shop is owned by Caspian's uncle actually, that's why at all the coffee shops here in manila, only the golden coffee shop he always went to.  "Good morning, Madam." Wilbert, the old man but not a typical fragile man, and a guard greeted me as I entered the building.  "May the Friday bless you, Wilbert," I say with a sweet smile to him, then I instantly seek for Caspian's presence.  It didn't disappoint me, though, because I immediately saw him at his favorite spot. He is sitting relaxed on the chair, with his legs crossed, a teapot on the table, while reading a newspaper.  A sweet smile grew on my lips, and I started to walk with all of my confidence and sexily towards him, and as usual, all of the girl's eyes in here are on me. Excuse me, that is because I am a model, CEO, and a billionaire who is badly in love with this man who has the same life status of mine. "You look handsome as always, baby boy." I beamed in a soft tone as I sat down on the vacant chair in front of Caspian. He stopped reading, lifted his head to look at me, flatly. Even though his faces look so blank, he is still looking very charming.  "I told you not to come here." He says flatly, and returns his attention again to the newspaper he was holding.  "Why? You should expect me to come if you are here." I say, winking at him. Raising my left hand, I call the waiter and order an americano coffee.  "Go now." He says, and took the teapot in front of him, sipping a coffee. "People here are starting to think that we are a couple." He added, coldly.  "Really?" I ask excitedly and look at the people around. He is right. They are looking at us so that I can hear what they are saying, and the others are taking some secret photos of us. I like that— "Delete now the photos of us on your phone if you don't want me to break all of your phones." Caspian interrupted my thoughts. He said that statement with a loud, calm voice yet a bit scary. So people who just took some photos of us quickly deleted it. Wilbert, the old man guard also checks their phones, assuring that they have deleted our photos being together.  "Seriously? What's wrong with that? I mean, they are just idolizing us that much." I protested.  He looks at me, with a serious face. I'm used to that look of him.  "It was nothing for you, but it means a lot to me. It is annoying to me. I don't want to see  an article about the two of us to come out because I don't want to get myself involved with you, or any women." He places the newspaper on the table. "So, do not follow me again." After he said that, he stood up and walked directly over the door. I even called him out but he ignored me until he got out of the building.  Ah, this is insane... I mean, no. I am used also with his choosy attitude by the way.  "Here comes your cappuccino, Madam." The waiter was about to place the teapot on the table but I stopped him. "No thanks. I'm already full." I say, stood up, and then got out of the shop.  Unluckily, I didn't have a chance to see Caspian. He left already.  Psh! It is okay anyway. We are both models and I'll be seeing him tomorrow at the set.  'You can't run away to me, baby boy.'