Chapter 1

Tiffany sat in her big office as she sketched freely on a paper, at that moment, she was oblivious to every thing going on around her. 

All she saw at that moment was herself, the design on her head, the paper on a table, and all we wanted to do is to draw it out and make the world wear the new beautiful design she was creating. 

It was her passion, her happiness, it is what she loves doing the most and for that reason, she never ran out of idea, even in her saddest moment, she created designs, that is how much she loves what she does. 

She smiled satisfactorily impressed by what she had put down, it was indeed captivating. 

"This is gonna be another banger. "She muttered to herself as she stared at the "baby" on the paper. 

They refer there sketching as babies cause that is what they are, a baby that would be known to the world after just a little touch of professionalism. 

"This looks so good, well done Tiffany ". She said to herself as she pat her shoulder dramatically. 

Bringing out her phone, she took a picture of the sketching having it in mind to post it online later on for everyone to see what the industry she works for is about to produce next. 

Her joy is seeing people put in the design of what she has sketched, she always feel so proud of it knowing that she is the brain behind it. 

And yes, she is one of the industry's favorite staff cause she never ran out of ideas, they are always flowing in. 

Oh my bad! You all must be wondering who this fashion creator is, I will tell you. 

She is Tiffany Kyle, twenty two years, a fashion designer who would pass for a model even in the biggest modelling firm, "do you know why? “

Reason is because : She is not only a designer, but she is also a beautiful lady, who has chances of winning Miss world if given the chance to. 

That is how beautiful Tiffany is, you can call her beauty a spec cause it is very rare to find, it is uncommon, no man would stare at her once without staring over and over again till he trips over and fall, that is how beautiful Tiffany is. 

She is endowed with every thing a man would ever want in a lady, but only Miguel is lucky enough to have her. 

She walked out of her office with the sketching in her hand, as usual she was heading to her head of department office to show her the new baby she had created. 

Her boss Rosella is a woman in her early fifties, but she looks like a woman who is just in her twenties, and not just that, every thing about her screams  fashion. 

"Beautiful morning to you Rosella. "Tiffany greeted after receiving order to come in. 

"Morning Tiffany, I sense something good this morning, is it Miguel?"She asked with a wink which made me blush unknowingly. 

"No Rose, it's something else. "Tiffany said hiding the paper behind her cause she wants it to come as a surprise. 

"Really? Have your sit then and let's discuss it. "She urged gesturing her to sit down. 

"Thanks. "Tiffany muttered before taking her sit and she noticed the tons of papers on Rosella's table. 

The woman had been trying to sketch something but she just didn't seem to get it. 

"It seems you were busy before I came in. "Tiffany said referring to the papers on her table. 

"Oh this, well I'm not really busy, I'm just trying to sketch something but I keep on running out of ideas. "She said. 

"Don't worry, you will get it, you just have to calm your nerves and looking at this, I'm sure it would come out beautiful. "Tiffany said admiring the mistake. 

"I will try to he calm, so what is it you want to tell me? "Rosella asked diverting her attention back to herself. 

"Yes, back to that, I actually created something this morning and I think it should be used as our next design, so I came for your approval. "Tiffany said nervously. 

She knew the woman would accept, but yet she was nervous, she was like the main brain in there department, and despite the fact that a lot of people are envious of are, she cared less. 

"Really? "The woman asked beaming. 

That is what she was actually trying to create, something new for the week. 

"Yes ma'am. "Tiffany replied formally. 

"Please let me see it, that's what have been trying to create, cause the boss has been on my neck, he wanted us to create something new this week and I didn't want to disturb you, which is why have been trying, please let me see. "She said eagerly. 

She is always comfortable to tell Tiffany anything cause she is agile and good at what she does. 

"Here it is. "Tiffany said stretching it out to her. 

"Wow, this is.. "The woman trailed not knowing the right adjective she could use to qualify the sketch. 

"Though it's still on a book, I already wish I have it on my body, this is a great piece. "The woman said with a genuine smile. 

"Thank you ma'am, so does that mean that it can be used? "Tiffany asked playing with her nails. 

"Of course, you never cease to amaze me, don't worry, I will make sure you occupy my position when I retire, you have shown how worthy you are and you are the best for the position. "She said. 

"Ma'am, you never cease to flatter me, thank goodness this also passed. . "Tiffany said filled with smile. 

"It deserves to pass and that is why it did, I will show it to the chief Executive Officer when he comes. "She said. 

"Alright ma'am, I will be in my office now. "Tiffany said getting up. 

"Thanks for saving me once again Tiffany. "The woman appreciated before she walked out. 

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Hadassah walked into the club  barely putting on a cloth, clad in a black pa*ties and b*a, she walked majestically to her pole. 

She ignored the people's shout for joy especially the hungry look each men had as she danced round it making them go gaga. 

"Come to me dear. "A drunk man said trying to touch her b*tt, but she jerked his hands away. 

When she was sure enough that the men are ho*rny, she came down with smirk  on her face. 

"Come to me Hadassah. "A man pleaded holding his chest like someone who was about dying of heart attack. 

"Are you sure you can handle this? "She asked touching the sensitive part of her body. 

"Yes I can, I will pay any amount. "He said desperately. 

The man brought out all he had on him including his ATM card and wallet, he handed it to her and she collected. 

"Take every thing, the pin is 2422,withdraw every thing in it, I don't care, all I want is you. "The man said. 

She touched the man's thigh and he almost fainted immediately he felt her hand on his body. 

"Oh I'm in paradise. "He said dramatically. 

Hadassah was still busy caressing his body when a masculine hand came to drag her out of the club. 

"What the heck? "She said accompanying the person's face with a slap without knowing who it is. 

"It's me Hadassah. "The guy said holding his cheek in pain. 

"And so what? "She asked rhetorically glaring at the guy. 

"So just because it is you, you feel you have the right to do whatever you are, what do you think you are? "She asked nonchalantly. 

"It's Desmond here, or can't you see me? "The guy asked with shock written all over his face. 

"I can see you well, in case you are blind, I am not, what do you want and why will you drag me off that way? "She asked with her hands akimbo.