In the conference room
Olivia's synthetic smile seemed to be faded, as everyone with questioned eyes looked at her for the answer. Olivia slanted her head to her left shoulder and, Diana, her favorite puppet, leaned near her, "It's time. Ask Marry where the fuck is Adam?"
Diana straightened her back and dialed Marry, as everyone knew that she abides at Adam's back during the office timings only. Olivia looked deep into Paul's eyes as he was bewildered himself.
Minutes after the massive doors of the conference room opened, Adam Kingston and his pups, Marry and Carl at his back walked untroubled toward the Paramount seat with a Kingston insignia. Paul and the others stood according to the culture of the company. Adam sat on his seat, and briefly darted at everyone's faces which were asking, " How the hell Adam Kingston can fall behind on his schedule."
Adam looked at the giant timepiece fixed in the conference room and stated, "I Know the look, people." Adam raised his wrist arm to his front and said, " Earlier I said, I shall see you all at 5 pm, and now the time is 5:45 pm. Now, you all reset the time to exact 5 pm and sit down." Olivia and the others had to chew hard on that, but they all adjusted and sat down.
"That was smooth. Isn't? Continue." Adam's voice hollered through the speaker around every inch of the conference room.
Paul constantly looked deadly straight toward Marry but adjusted the time on his wristwatch silently. Many spoke their ideas and new policies even, Olivia had unique opinions to share but, Adam looked unpleasant to all of it.
Suddenly Adam recalled something switching off his mic. Adam moved toward Marry, " How come I touched her and felt some sort of current?"
" I am sure Mr. Kingston it was her body hairs." Marry answered bending near Adam's ear.
"Can that be cured?" Adam softly asked.
"It's no disease. I- -" Adam didn't let her finish and took Marry's hand in his, Curved her sleeves up to his elbow, and caressed his palm multiple times. " How come I have never felt such a thing. Even you don't have that spark."
Marry had never caught Adam asking for such things, she stared up at other people who were left in shock at Adam's conduct.
"I think I know, It just takes a little time, sort of effort, and in case of laser Money." Marry felt a little apologetic as he was still holding her hand, Paul wanted to burn Marry's hands at that time, but he couldn't dare move an inch without permission.
"Rub all the Kingston family riches on her, make her look the Goddes of Kingston. Can that happen?" Adam twitched his facial muscles, shaking Marry's hand.
" Sure," Marry softly replied and took her hand back, rolled her sleeves down, and walked straight out of the conference room.
"Why did you all stop, continue," Adam casually said as he has done nothing to cause interruption.
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Hours later in Olivia's office
Olivia slammed her office door at her back "What the hell is Adam up to?" Olivia flipped all the files to the floor.
"What if Adam is going to start another project, Or maybe he is dealing with Franco in Itlay again? Behind my back. Do something, Diana. Something" Olivia screamed at the top of her lungs, her breath hitched, but then Olivia abruptly ran toward her desk and took the mirror out, "Oh, my face, it's red, Do I look okay," Olivia sat on his chair and asked Diana brainlessly exploring her facial ridges with her fingers.
"Relax, Relax" Diana comforted Olivia petting her hand on her back "You look, perfect Madam." Olivia took a few deep puffs and rested her back on the chair.
" What if there is a girl, not Franco not any new business?" Diana started to collect the papers from the marble floor.
" Dear Lord, Kingston's don't bother women. If they would have, his father wouldn't have married me on our 2nd date." Olivia chuckled and closed her eyes to relax.
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Back at Adam's office
Adam entered his office with Paul at back, asking sketchy questions, " Haven't you been playing around a lot lately, Adam you started with fancy articles about a 3rd class agency, touching Marry, and being late, DONT GET ME STARTED ON HOW YOU CHANGED THE WHOLE TIME LOOP AT KINGSTONE HOLDINGS." Paul was determined to make Adam concede his mistakes.
" You are bothered because I touched her?" Adam laughed and mocked back. " About time frame---"
" Mr. Adam we have got a problem" Carl came without knocking and looked dead straight toward Adam.
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At Penthouse
Sweat poured down Stella's face, despite the air conditioning system "Why the hell do the doors have no locks in here?" Stella pushed the door from her side to uphold them all to the other side.
" Madam, you will get all of us fired. Please let's just follow Mr. Adam's orders. We will help you prepare for the evening."
"You all think, you can outnumber me, huh, today you all change me into something I am not, and what next? You will bite me one by one because that rich Master ordered." The door appeared to be the only shield for Stella.
" Miss. brown. We just want to help you,.." Marry yelled sophistically from the other side, pushing the door to the different side.
" Yeah, yeah, Help yourself first and get away from the door. I won't repeat, and once I charge on you all I -I " Stella couldn't come up with the next word, and on the other side, Marry and her helpers looked confused " What charge? AND?"
"I will leave no head on your shoulders. If that's the exact line, I guess." Stella after a few seconds of brainstorming finished her sentence.
"What if she has a gun or some ammunition inside," One of the workers questioned Marry. "Shut the fuck up you idiot," Marry responded.
" Fine, Miss brown. I will say the final words now, We have got skin specialists, makeup artists, and designers all here for you on Mr. Adam's orders. You, yourself can't realize how bad you are messing with his plans here. I will be letting go of this door now. Mr. Adam will be here anytime." Marry took her hands away, looking at the back of her shoulder where she saw Adam Kingston. Adam moved his one hand and ordered everyone to leave without a sound.
Stella kept applying the pressure for a few seconds but then sensed no resistance from the other side, her poor thin legs couldn't hold more strain, and she sat near the door, fixing her back to it. "Thank God."
"Why you just couldn't do these simple things for this, This special evening,...." Adam took a pause. " For me?' Adam said in dismay, lifting his eyes toward the embellishments perfectly nailed to delight the mode for the evening. Adam, sat next to the door on the floor with his back fixed on the door, not knowing why?
Stella listened to his voice, he sounded upset, not furious " I am Stella, not your Cinderella, who you can change for one evening into anything. You are rich. You can play these fancy dress-up games with me, but I am no doll to your fantasy." Stella finally said what she wanted, as tears paved their way out of her eyes.
" Why am I crying? why am I feeling so bad for ruining this evening? Why isn't he forcing himself in? Why am I the one hurt?" Stella questioned herself, brushing the tears from her eyes, scratching the other hand on the door, as she could feel him just right outside. Sitting upset.
"What the hell this woman has done to me? Why I am sitting on the ground outside my door in my own place? On the fucking floor. Why do I feel aching?" Adam thinking that, drew one of the candles lit on the sides of the floor and turned it off with a soft smash in his fingers.
"So what is this, You want a frying pan or a gun, would serve?" Adam asked, stroking his head against the door politely.
"I HAVE NO SUCH INTENTIONS" Stella wispered.
"What else then?"
"I don't know ADAM, I DON'T KNOW," Stella yelled from the other side of the door this time.
" I THINK I KNOW" Adam's voice was devoid of bliss,
"And," asked Stella.
"It's a perfectly ruined evening."
Seconds after, they both fetched themselves up, at the same time, and Stella fanned the door. Stella, was left in awe, looking up to the ceilings of the penthouse, decorated with red roses, lilies, other wild colorful flowers, cuisines on the table, champagne, candles, balloons, and whatnot? Stella felt guilty for the crime she just committed.
"Who on earth would do that for one evening?"
"I" Adam leaned to the sidewall with his legs crossed, looking straight to Stella's side.
'The question is, what would you do, baby Stella?"
Stella stroked her right hand over her left arm, feeling the current from her hair " I will dress by myself," She took a deep breath and stepped toward a table right outside the room loaded with every item that could be of help to become the GODDESS FOR KINGSTON.
Stella looked thoroughly and took only the razor and the dress from the hook. Stella turned on one foot and heard ADAM SAYING,
" Only the Razor?"
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