I am back at home. It's almost three p.m. and I am dolled up for the charity event.
I am wearing a navy blue cocktail dress from Vittoria with red Louboutin heels and a beige Birkin bag.
My hair is in a sleek low bun and I pick up earrings to go with the outfit and a diamond studded Cartier wristwatch. I take a look at myself in the mirror and I can see a small A.M. sewn on the embroidered waistline of the dress.
When I was fifteen, I randomly told my mother how nice it would if she would make me all my dresses. "Well we could do that. Now onwards, I will exclusively design all your dresses and no one else will be able to own the same outfit as yours"
Mum says I never made any demands growing up. So, she was really happy when I asked her if she could make me my dresses. " Should we also start a shoe and bag line for our baby honey? Wouldn't it be great if everything she wore from head to toe would be exclusively from Vittoria and no one else would wear the same thing as her" is what my over excited mum said even though she had never considered starting a shoe and bag line under Vittoria.
After pondering for few days, she decided against it and now I have been wearing only Vittoria outfits for almost thirteen years.
I like what I am seeing in the mirror. Well many would say praising oneself is too much, but I am anything but humble. Of course I wouldn't go around bragging about being beautiful but if someone said I am, I would probably respond with ' yeah I know'.
I am not saying I am the most beautiful women in the world. I exist in the same world as my cousin, Kiara Compano and if I had a face like hers, I would have someone carry me around so that my feet never touches the ground.
Like damn! Kiara has an olive skin with straight brown hair and siren eyes that look as green as a rainforest. Her facial features are finely chiseled, with high cheekbones and a softly defined jawline and I would be lying if I say I'm not jealous of that face. She is 180 cm tall, is blessed with long slender legs, and has the perfect supermodel waistline that never fluctuates no matter how much food she devours. She is effortlessly beautiful and literally makes everyone's jaw drop. No wonder, she was chosen as the most beautiful women in the world for the past two years.
On the other hand, I am a normal beauty. My wavy hair is a rich shade of chestnut brown and eyes a shade of deep hazel. I'm not blessed with beautiful siren eyes like Kiara, but I do have long, dark lashes. My height isn't as impressive as hers, but I stand tall at 172 cm and frankly, I am quite content with it. My lips are plump and rosy and there is a black mole under the right corner of my lips.
" Hurry up, Aveline. If we don't leave now, we will be late for the event." Leah despises people who are late for their appointments and says she would rather cancel going somewhere than reaching late for it.
I quickly spray some perfume and head out to the living room where Leah has been waiting for me.
After almost thirty minutes long drive, we finally reach the event. Leah and I head in and find people dressed in expensive suits and dresses sipping wine and talking. Everyone is smiling and clinking their glasses, talking about business and politics.
I can bet not even one percent of these people are interested in charity. They aren't here to support any cause but to showcase their wealth and generosity. Well, I ain't much different so I am not judging them. I am not just liking the fakeness and hypocrisy filled air that I am breathing in.
I quickly put on my practiced fake smile as I see Daniel, the founder of the charity organization walk towards me. Beside me, Leah smiles warmly, exuding her professionalism.
" Hello Miss Montague. We are pleased to have your presence here. I would like to thank you on behalf of all the homeless children who will now have a shelter thanks to your generous donation. Thank you once again. God will bless you for your charity."
Yeah may God bless me for giving away my family's hard earned one million pounds. I wonder how much of that one million will go into your pockets Daniel.
I have the same fake smile plastered on my face. " It is God's grace for giving me the ability to help people in need Daniel. Montague Enterprises has come a long way thanks to the people and it is only right for us to give back to the people."
After some small talk, I give away a signed cheque to Daniel and put on my best smile for the pictures. We take few more pictures for the company's site and we are done with the act.
Leah bids farewell to Daniel and few other business associates and we are ready to leave. Just as I am about to leave the premise, I see a familiar face walking towards me.
" Is Glamvents the organizers of this charity event?" I ask to Leah.
" Why? I didn't bother checking who the organizers were Aveline"
Sebastian Johnson is standing in front of me with a huge grin on his face and here goes my chance to leave right away.
" Hello Aveline, you look stunning. It's really nice seeing you here. Are you living already?"
Leah gives me a confused look. She must be wondering how do I know the heir of Glamvents when our companies have never done business with each other.
" Hi Sebastian. It's nice meeting you too I guess. Yeah, we were about to leave now. Is your company organizing this event?"
" Oh yes. Do you have any plans after this? If not, we could grab some dinner?"
Oops.
" Actually I have a meeting scheduled in an hour so I will have to deny Sebastian. Thanks for asking though"
" Then how about tomorrow? Anytime is fine with me as long as you say yes."
Ughh why is this man so persistent. I like how he is so confident in asking me out directly on our second meeting. But I am not in a mood of going out on dates right now.
" Oh what do we do, my schedule for tomorrow is packed as well." Well the second half of my tomorrow isn't really packed. But how would Sebastian know that.
Leah gives me a knowing look. I am sure she is going to nag about how it wouldn't be bad if I went out on casual dates sometimes.
" Looks like this lovely CEO has no time for me. No worries. Can I have your number please Aveline? Maybe we could find a suitable for dinner over text."
Hell. Sebastian is really determined to take me out on a date.
" Sure, give me your phone." I type my phone number with a changed digit and pass back his phone with a smile.
" I'll take my leave now Sebastian. I've got a meeting to attend." I say with a blank face and start walking right away"
" Do reply to my text Aveline"