Secret Affairs with a Ruthless Tycoon

Music recommendation - To be Young by Anne Marie.

It was indeed an odd morning with thunder rumbling outside and the heavy rain pattering the ceiling.

Aila Curtson lay on her bed with her pillow shielding her face from the daylight. she looked out the window and sighed, another day she hated the most, rainy days.

She turned in bed as she was reminded of her dream again. A dream where she was a nasty rich woman with a hotshot at the tip of her fingers. This time, she dreamt about her most favorite hotshot. Darren Steel.

Remembering their hands entwined together as they made beautiful love, Aila moaned loudly and smiled as she hugged her pillow tight. When she finally got back to reality, she sighed and picked up her phone to check the time.

"Shit, I'm freaking gonna be late!!!!!!!!!" She screamed as she threw her phone aside.

"You damn right will be fired today lad." Her grandmother shouted from her room door.

She rubbed her head lightly as she remembered yesterday night's exercise, she and Estie had gone out after working afternoon shifts together and got off work by 7pm. The alcohol was good and the fun too, but she was sure she'd be the only one getting fired today as Estie had high tolerance for alcohol compared to her.

She got out of bed and walked towards the window to take a look at the streets outside. Aila lived with her grandmother in an average looking bungalow downtown New York, with large beautiful windows facing the streets. She looked quietly at the street as people ran in every corner with their raincoats trying to avoid the harsh rain.

She sighed and walked towards her bathroom. She picked up her toothbrush and started to brush her teeth as she repeatedly reminisced about her dream. After she was done brushing, she had a quick hot bath and came out of the bathroom to dress up.

With the rain still pouring outside, she shook her head slightly in disapproval of the weather before going to stand in front of her wall wardrobe. Aila bent to pick a denim jean she so much loved because it always loyally put her curves out there. She smiled as she held it in her hands and started to step into it. She picked up her staff shirt and threw it on.

Aila continued to look in the mirror as she tried to tie her hair in a bun and buttoned her shirt halfway up.

She looked at her reflection in the mirror and smiled at her Ocean blue eyes, thick dark lashes and blonde curly waves of hair that went all the way down to her waistline except now that it was in a bun. She smiled, revealing her cute dimples and stood up to assess her body.

She was dressed normally in Denim pants and her work shirt with hotel services written on it. She twirled for a while as she checked her reflection perfectly. The jean was tight enough to sell her curves and round bum, coupled with her slightly thick thighs and perfect legs. The work shirt only buttoned halfway looked too loud so she clipped more buttons, leaving just the upper two buttons which showed off her round and full breasts with a decent cleavage. She looked at her reflection again and smiled.

"Chic as always." she whispered to herself still smiling at her reflection.

"All that time you take to dress, and you still have no decent boyfriend." her grandmother suddenly said from the doorway.

She jumped and turned around on hearing the voice.

"Good morning grandma." Aila greeted the old woman all smiles.