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Elegantly Wasted Prologue
~Unknown~ I'm just about to take another sip of my bourbon when a woman walks in escorted by a man dressed in a sophisticated black Armani suit. The man wears a cold hard expression leaving no room for emotion as he accompanies the woman. The woman is dressed in a dark grey mini dress with a wrapped upfront accentuating her hourglass figure. She has a curvilinear waste and saffron tint to her complexion as the dress creates room for a glimpse of her glossy skin. Her obsidian-black hair flows in waves over her shoulders her eyes having a light like sapphires, bright and hard. I recognize her as the youngest member of the Gemstone family; a family quite known for its wealth and prestige. Armando Gemstone and Henrietta Gemstone, the co-founders of one of the biggest corporate businesses in the state, happen to be the parents of the woman who powerfully strides across the floor, Edwina Gemstone. It was not an everyday affair for a member from such a prestigious family to walk into
Elegantly Wasted Chapter 1
~Edwina~ The door to my black Rolls-Royce opens as Elliot takes his stand dressed in his usual black suit. He offers me his hand and I take it my feet leaving the comfort of the Rolls-Royce and coming in contact with the pavement. Elliot closes the car door behind me wishing me a good day as he gets back into the car driving away. I can't help but smile at how much I have grown fond of him considering he has been a part of my life for the longest time. Elliot's not much of a people's person and never has been but over the years I have managed to live with that fact. He's been my driver for a while now and is one person who has earned my trust without even trying. I walk towards the prestigious building I call my own, dressed in a fitting black short skirt suit matched with Black Suede Stilleto high heels. My long hair is straightened crashing on my shoulders and I walk through the automatic sliding glass doors. My heels echoed across the glassy but not slippery marble floor as
Elegantly Wasted Chapter 2
~Edwina~ I stare at the phone once the line is dead handing it over to Alessandro who takes it. "Who is the man?"I ask still puzzled. "You'll know eventually,' he says dryly and I roll my eyes at him on hearing him call me princess. "Doesn't he ever do business face to face?"I ask trying to picture the man behind the voice I just spoke with. "Why? You already falling head over heels for him?" asks Alessandro amused as a little smirk appears on his face. "So what happens now?"I ask ignoring his snarky comment. "You wait for him to call the shots," says Alessandro like it's an obvious thing. I sigh frustrated that he wouldn't tell me anything more as I stand up leaving the club and getting into the same car that brought me here in the first place. All through the ride, my mind seems to replay the conversation I had with the man over the phone and I have to admit that it was quite a turn-considering how raspy and deep it was. I finally arrive back at my office in time to catch up wi
Elegantly Wasted Chapter 3
~Edwina~ I groan as my eyes open adjusting to the bright light that fills the room. My head is pounding and I feel like shit as my eyes finally adjust to the unfamiliar large beautiful room. I force myself to sit up feeling the soft cushioned mattress below me and I notice the king-sized bed that I must have slept on.I don't remember anything from last night since it was all a blur. Fear grips me on realizing that I'm not in the same clothes I had on last night rather, I'm dressed in a man's dress shirt that smelled of outrageously expensive and sexy earthy sandalwood. "Don't worry Tesoro, nothing happened last night," comes a deep voice from across the room startling me and making me jump. "What the hell?"I whisper yell my eyes finally finding the man and I clutch the virgin white sheets closer to my body. He's sitting on the verandah whose glass doors are wide open letting the cool breeze fill the room. He's dressed in a black dress shirt with a shiny expensive black Rolex wa
Elegantly Wasted Chapter 4
~Edwina~ "See you around Princessa," says Alessandro as the car pulls up outside the company building the doors automatically open and I step out Alessandro drives away. "I swear I will one day strangle you," yells my best friend Krystal as she storms up to me my eyes widening in shock. "What the hell?"I ask wondering what time she reached here as she stands in front of me asking in a high pitched tone, "Where the hell were you last night Ed?? And you better not feed me any form of bullshit!" I sigh knowing how dramatic Krys can be as I say, "How about we talk about this in my office Krys where we will not cause a scene?" "Sure," she mutters frustratedly as we walk into the building. "I call you many times last night and you never picked up. Where were you?"Krys asks angrily once we've settled in my office. I pull my phone out of my bag to see that indeed I had forty missed calls from her. "I'm sorry okay, last night Alexxis and I went out for drinks and shit happened, 'I sigh
Elegantly Wasted Chapter 5
~Edwina~ "Oh my God, I'm sorry," comes a lady's voice and I hear Raffaele ask, "Jas?". My eyes look up to see the lady and I'm stunned at her undefined beauty. She has the body of a model and the black dress she wears, clings to her body bringing out her natural curves. Her brunette hair with honey-coloured streaks crashes against her shoulders in perfect waves and for a moment I'm jealous of her beauty. I finally pull my eyes away looking at the mess she has made and I hear Raffaele ask, "Tesoro are you okay?" "Yeah, I'm fine don't worry about it, "I say with a tight-lipped smile as I stand up avoiding the broken pieces of glass on the floor. "Raffaele, is it you?" comes the lady's voice. Raffaele stands up slowly dragging his chair back and hugs the lady saying, "Yes it is." I frown my forehead at their warm exchange wondering what the hell is going on. "Jasmine, I'd like you to meet Edwina," says Raffaele smiling at her like he's very proud to introduce me. "Hello Edwina,"
Elegantly Wasted Chapter 6
~Raffaele~ "I'm sorry," says Edwina staring at me her eyes filled with remorse. My fists clench and unclench of their own accord as I grit my jaw turning my head away from her. No woman and I mean no woman at all has ever had the guts to look at me with the same intensity she does and even go-ahead to raise their hand at me. If Edwina was some other woman I would not have hesitated to put a bullet through her brain. I honestly do not know what riled her upon seeing Jasmine considering I spotted the emotion of jealousy flash behind her eyes before she quickly masked it up with anger. When she slapped me, I felt the need to show her who between the two of us is in control but I held back knowing if I did, I would scare her away. I hear Edwina rush to get out of the car and I can tell she is upset by my dismissive attitude as I pull out of the parking lot my throat burning for a drink. "What's got your panties in a twist?" asks Alessandro as we sit in my club and I drag the cigar of
Elegantly Wasted Chapter 7
~Edwina~ I wake up to the bell ringing as it sounds across the penthouse floor and I groan wondering who the hell it is. I pull myself out of bed dragging myself downstairs opening the door to a well dressed Raffaele? "What the fuck, "I whisper to myself as he brushes past me walking inside like it's his house. "Good morning to you too Tesoro, "he says in his usual deep sensual voice. I shut the door puzzled why he was here after what happened last night. "What do you want Raffaele?"I say and he stares at me intensely saying, "There's something we need to discuss." "Couldn't we just discuss it somewhere else other than here with me looking like shit, "I say walking to the kitchen and turning on the coffee maker? "No it's important," he says through gritted teeth my coffee already ready as we walk to the living room. "Well?," I ask after a long moment of him staring at me in silence and he goes on, "It's not safe for you here too. Something came up and it happens that Mariano t
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