Her reverie could have taken that long, as Vee was surprised when she realized that Lenka was already shooing her towards the backstage to get ready for the show. She was now clad in her first item to present on the runway - a black, one piece all-lace lingerie which didn't really cover up anything that much. It was high-cut and showed off her entire thighs and crotch, and her buttocks were only partially encased in a V-web of pure lace. The bust part of the piece was cut with a very low neckline which again was shaped like a "V." She suddenly remembered Guy saying that the lingerie was patterned specifically for her.
She squirmed as she recalled how she had spent grueling hours at the gym to get her entire body toned up to look perfect in her piece. She also tried to shove the memory of her very strict diet for the past few weeks and a part of her wished she belonged to the plus size group of models who would also walk for Guy’s lingerie line - a wishful thinking, though, knowing that her DNA would never cooperate with her getting some more meat on her bones. The best she could do was keep her muscles toned and whatever amount of meat she had to maintain a feminine look.
She gave herself a mental pat on the back as she turned her seductress mode on, following Lenka’s usual advice of simply believing that her body shape and build were enough.
A sexy beat could already be heard being played in the background by the resident DJ of the hotel's bar. It helped Vee to set her mood for the show as last touches of design were prepared on her piece. Her tiara and red flamingo wings as props were all set, making her look like she's ready to soar. She would just wait for the floor director's cue, and while composing herself she looked around at the other models lined up behind her. Most of the girls were preoccupied, while some managed to give her either nervous or excited smiles.
She looked around for Lenka to wait for last minute touch-ups on her face and body, but her friend wasn't anywhere close. She assumed that it meant her look might have been finished and so she moved closer to the curtains, ready to start the show. She spotted Guy from a few meters away and she tried to catch his eyes for some final cues, but she noticed that his attention was somewhere else, as he was listening intently to the wireless earpiece in his left ear, seemingly flabbergasted by what he was hearing. She wondered what could have upset the designer right at this time of the show, but she chose not to overthink. She even grinned when his eyes finally traveled to her direction, but it obviously just made Guy all the more upset for some reason. He became visibly pale, the strong, colorful lights dancing around failing to hide his seemingly shocked expression.
"Everything alright?" She called out to him, smiling, but Guy seemed close to breaking down. "Hey, we're about to start!" She laughed, wondering whether Guy was just too happy to see her finally walking down the runway in his newest lace lingerie designs. He looked like he was about to say something, but the floor and show directors suddenly shouted for her to start, and Vee had to leave and start off. She noticed that Guy was trying to call her but she motioned to the stage, mouthing that she had to start walking. Knowing that they could just talk about it after the show, Vee switched her expression back to her trademark seductive poker face and started walking.
Jordan studied Lucas' disgruntled face before snatching the envelope away. He peeked into it and saw a small flash drive."There are no other copies left," Lucas said, "and the cops don't know about it. You could research all you want, but that's all there is. I risked my reputation just to get away with that. I don't know what the old man Yates wanted with it, and why he seemed to know that his own accident was going to be captured in it. I did what he wanted - deliver that to his daughter."A sudden movement from the backdoor exit alarmed Lucas and he instinctively hid behind Jordan. The latter aimed his gun in the direction of a man who was lurking behind the shadows."Hold it," came Frank's voice. He slowly approached, his hands raised as he grinned at Jordan and Vee. "'Sup, Jordy, you seem too excited to blow p
"W-who are you?"Vee felt a bit confused as she questioned the man who picked her up from the dance floor and guided her to the backdoor exit of the bar. She wondered how it happened that no one suspected she was being kidnapped or dragged away - she hazily recalled how she appeared to still be dancing as people around her moved with her. She also did not fight back, much to her disappointment with herself, but she realized that she was not being forced. She couldn't clearly see the stranger's face which was covered with a scarf up to his nose, but she could see his wary eyes darting around as though trying to ensure that no one noticed or followed them. He cautiously let her lean against the wall after letting go of her arms."Please don't make a scene, Yates," the man said in a hushed voice. "I won't hurt you.” He sounded worried and sincere. He moved V
Due to Jordan's strict instructions of not making any information sit for more than twenty-four hours, Frank felt the need to immediately inform Vee about his discovery. He wasn't sure if he would need to filter any details - he knew Jordan wouldn’t want anything worrisome to cause Vee any stress, but since Jordan couldn't be reached, he would take the risk of discussing them with the Yates princess. He also knew that he had to work covertly, so he decided to fly to the city himself like how Jordan would do it, instead of talking over the phone or asking Vee to go back to the camp to meet him.The next evening as previously agreed, Vee was all set to meet Frank at a bar which was close to Lenka's workplace. She was also scheduled to attend a fellow model's birthday party, and she took it as an opportunity to act as normal as she could to avoid unwanted attention. Frank had specifically asked he
No one has received a call from Jordan, and no one dared to check on him due to strict orders of not being disturbed while he was out. Since no one had an idea who the woman was, Vee started wondering if it could have been Jordan's secret girlfriend. The image of him giddily talking on the phone when they were together came back to her, and she recalled seeing a woman's photo of the caller ID flashing on his phone then.Suddenly feeling weird, Vee asked if Katie could let her stay in the office and wait for Jordan for a few minutes. She was granted full access, as Katie was fully aware of the Gallaghers' orders to treat anyone of the immediate Yates family as their own employer, a rule which had been existing since Alister's time as CEO. Vee was allowed to enter the main office while the receiving room was closed.When she was finally left alone, Vee found hers
While enduring Lenka and Guy's teasing which lasted a couple of days more, Vee intentionally engrossed herself with paperwork and important business meetings to avoid looking like a ripe tomato every time she was with her friends. Not long did she realize, though, that she would be unable to evade the two longer than she had hoped when her wedding planner reappeared one day and reminded her of the important steps she had yet to do with Jordan."I-I was hoping to have the fitting postponed..." she said, biting her lip in discomfort. She just couldn’t imagine how to invade Jordan’s already full schedule and further test his sanity to talk about yet another obligation. Almost instantly, Guy jumped from his seat and recited his objection."Your birthday will be in less than seven weeks, lady," he announced dramatically. "Remember that you are
Vee could still hear Guy and Lenka enthusiastically imagining and speculating things about her relationship with Jordan but her mind was still tainted by a familiar sinking feeling which she had been ignoring. I was a nagging sense of unease - she couldn’t shake the idea of him being reluctantly caught up in all the Yates-Gallagher ruckus which seems to be her father’s brainchild.Her suppressed thoughts of an image of Jordan looking silly while talking to the woman who called his mobile phone while they were out for lunch still lingered in her head, and she wasn’t sure how to address that.She had almost forgotten, but the magazine article she had seen at the gasoline station which featured Jordan’s younger years was also something to consider.The magazine feature was a lookback at when he had won his mixed martia