Chapter 3 First Date?

• Emilie tapped her pen on the desk. It's been one hell of a week. She's been getting everything ready for the Alexander McQueen fashion show.
• The company wanted custom yellow canary diamond pieces for over fifty models. Emilie was busy with many things. She hasn't had time to contact Alicia in one week.
• "All the pieces are beautiful. Good job team." Emilie nodded, getting her things.
• "What should we do now?"
• "That's a dumb question. Are you new? Secure the diamonds and make sure they're safe. My men will then deliver it to them."
• "Yes, Ms. Ferla."
• Emilie nodded, walking out of the building. She sighed loudly, got into her car, and called Alicia.
• "Hello." Her voice spoke softly, bringing a smile to Emilie's face.
• "Hi, beautiful."
• "Oh, you remembered my number,"
• "It is not like I have been super busy. I'm sorry, beautiful." Emilie could hear the attitude in her voice.
• "Nobody is too busy, but it's whatever. What were you calling for, anyway?"
• "I'm just calling to see how is my favorite girl doing?"
• "I'm good. I'm at the gym right now.
• "I called at the right time? I bet you're looking so sexy."
• "Emilie, I'm not having this conversation with you. Anyway, how am I getting to you tonight?"
• "Someone will pick you up, don't worry at 7." Emilie chuckled at her whining.
• "Okay, so see you later." Alicia hung up the phone before she could've said anything.
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• Alicia walked around the school gym, making her rounds. It was now 5 pm, and she had to get home and get ready for the night. She clocked out, saying goodbye to her co-workers. She took her vibrating phone out.
• Sanna Banana- I got your kid, and we're home, hurry.
• Alicia hurried out of the building, hailing a cab. She didn't feel like taking the train today.
• "I'm home." She shouted, walking into her apartment ten minutes later.
• Hearing little footsteps, she leaned down, opening her arms.
• "Mommy." Amia hugged her tightly.
• "Hi baby, are your things ready?"
• "Yes, aunty Sanna helped."
• Sanna walked out of the kitchen, eating a sandwich.
• "Okay bitch, you have 1 hour and a half to get ready."
• "Sanna, you're eating my sandwich I was hoping to eat." Alicia rolled her eyes.
• "Sorry, I was hungry, but you need to get ready."
• "Shit Mia, go take out an outfit for you to wear." Alicia walked off to the bath area and got into the shower.
• "I already steamed your dress and hung it up. I got you some shoes." Sanna sat on the toilet.
• "You didn't have to Sa, you already bought me a dress."
• "Don't worry about it, babe, just get the hottie to fall in love."
• Alicia stepped out of the shower, Sanna following behind her.
• "Okay, I'm doing your hair and makeup, so sit, because you only have an hour left." Sanna rushed her over to the kitchen.
• Alicia sat in her chair. Sanna did her hair in wand curls, four braids in the middle, brushing it into a bun and letting curls fall around her head.
• They decided on a natural makeup look with her signature red lipstick.
• "Don't put on actual panties, put on a tong and make sure it's lace."
• "I hate tongs and you know that." Alicia dropped her robe, getting out a set.
• "You gotta hurry. Emilie said that a car is downstairs." Sanna shows her the text.
• "Shit, dress Mia and reply."
• Alicia slipped into her long black dress, a slit to her side that showed off her pale, thick thighs. Her large breast pressed to the material, giving little to the imagination.
• "Wow." Sanna said, "You look beautiful, best friend."
• "Thank you. I feel beautiful, but I need to leave now."
• "I know but, you're surely going to get laid tonight you look hot. If she doesn't want to, I will do it myself." Sanna winked at her.
• "Sanna." Alicia scolds, feeling her cheeks warm up.
• "Sorry, I'm just saying." Sanna shrugged, getting her things.
• "The car is downstairs, Mia. Give me your hand."
• "Okay, mommy." Amia skipped to her mother.
• "Date night?" Alicia looked over at Sanna.
• "Yes, we're going to do a wine-tasting thing."
• "Okay, have fun babe, and be safe." Alicia kissed her cheek.
• They got out of the elevator and went straight to the front entrance, looking around for the car.
• "Wow, she knows how to get some pussy. She sent a limo?" Sanna pointed at the driver.
• "Sanna." Alicia scolds.
• "I'm just saying, but be safe tonight and share your location."
• They exchanged hugs, and kisses as Sanna Uber pulled up. She waved them goodbye.
• "Hi, are you Alicia?"
• "Yes, I am."
• The driver opened the door, handing her a single white rose.
• "I am your driver tonight. Our first stop is at the Ferla estate. Who's this pretty girl?"
• "I'm Amia, Mia for short."
• "Okay, Mia, get into the car." Alicia nudged her.
• Alicia placed her purse on the side of her, getting out her phone.
• You didn't have to send us a limo, but thank you.
• Forty minutes later, they were out of the city, the limo drove up to a big estate, and guards were outside the gates, "The Ferla's" engraved in gold. The gates slowly opened. As the driver showed his badge, the long driveway led to a mansion.
• She must make a lot, Alicia thought.
• "Mummy, who lives here?" Mia asked.
• "We have arrived ladies," the door opened as the driver helped them out, ringing the doorbell repeatedly.
• "What the fuck? I said I'm coming." She heard from the other side of the door as it swung open. It shocked Alicia to see who was on the other side.
• "Mummy, she said a dirty word."
• "I know baby" Alicia shakes her head at Le.
• "I'm here to see Emilie." Alicia looks around.
• "Yeah, yeah, I know, I'm sorry princess for saying a dirty word."
• "It's okay, make it the last time," Mia glared at her.
• They walked inside the house. Alicia looked around the house in awe. It was more beautiful inside.
• "Wow, it's really beautiful in here."
• "Thank you." A voice rasps out. We could hear the clicking of heels.
• Emilie walked down the stairs, confidence rolling off of her, making it hard to breathe. Dressed in an all-black pantsuit, her brown hair in curls down her back.
• "You look beautiful," Alicia whispered.
• "And my dear, you look so beautiful and sexy," Emilie placed a hand on her lower back.
• "Yes, she does, Hi Emilie."
• "Hi, do you remember me? Is it okay if I carry out your mommy tonight?"
• Mia nodded and grinned at her. "Bring her back to me."
• "Come, let me show you the TV room, kid."
• Alicia followed closely behind. Looking at everything, Emilie showed them around briefly and she gave Le strict orders on babysitting.
• "Ready to go, beautiful?"
• "Yes, bye baby," Alicia bend over giving her a big hug, "Be good."
• "Bye, mommy."
• Emilie couldn't help but stare at Alicia. She didn't think she could keep her hands to herself. Alicia's body looked great in the dress. She felt like a teenage boy that saw boobs for the first time.
• "Let's go Beautiful." She held her hand out for Alica. She blushed, placing her hand in Emilie's.
• She held Alicia's hand tightly, helping her into the limo, sliding in after.
• "You, my dear, are stunning." Emilie looked her over, her eyes going straight to her thighs.
• "Thank you, baby."
• "I have something for you." Emilie leaned down, grabbing the box.
• "Emilie, this is so beautiful."
• "It's a custom piece." Emilie hooked it behind her neck.
• It connected the necklace to little white flower diamonds that gathered around a giant yellow canary diamond heart. It was worth over 1.2 million dollars.
• "Thank you so much, Emilie." Alicia leaned over, kissing her cheek with a big smile.
• Emilie's heart skipped a beat at the smile. It was now one of her favorite things.
• "Beautiful things for the most beautiful girl in the world."
• They sat in comfortable silence. Alicia rests her hand on Emilie's knee, and the smile stayed on her face.
• The limo pulled up to the back of the event. Emilie didn't want to risk them getting captured by the paparazzi.
• "Have you ever been to an event like this?" She helped Alicia out of the car.
• "No, I am a sort of nervous."
• "You have nothing to worry about, just smile, pretty lady."
• They escorted the couple through the back door into the event.
• "Emilie, I haven't seen you in a while."
• "Monica, I haven't seen you in forever. How are you, darling?" Emilie let go of Alicia, giving her a side hug.
• "I'm great. You look so beautiful tonight, and your guest as well."
• "Ms. Ferla, I haven't seen you around in a while. We need to catch up more often."
• "John, how are you? We have to soon." Emilie hugged him.
• "Your date looks lovely tonight."
• "She does, will you excuse us."Emilie directed them further into the building.
• "That was the CEO of Michael Kors and fashion icon Monica Lowe." Alicia tried looking back.
• "Yes, it is a fashion event, after all. Do you want some champagne?"
• "Thank you."
• Emilie grabbed two champagne glasses from a server, handing her one.
• "Emilie, so nice to see you have arrived. The pieces are so lovely."
• "Thank you, Sarah."Emilie gave her a side hug.
• "And who's the lady on your arm tonight, beautiful is she a model?"
• "No, this is Alicia, Alicia thi—"
• "Sarah Burton, creative director of Alexander McQueen." Alicia cut her off, staring at the lady.
• "Keep her around Emilie, she knows her stuff. You look, lovely darling, get seated. The show is about to start."
• Emilie walked them over to their seats as the lights dimmed. She could've seen the wheels in Alicia's head turn as they were seated between the editor of Elle magazine.
• "Emilie, how did you get tickets to this private show?"
• "It was a gift," Emilie whispered. Before Alicia could have asked any more questions, the runway lit up and models walked out.
• The show later ended. They escorted the girls to a private after-party. As Emilie walked around introducing people to Alicia, she did most of the talking.
• "So, what do you do for a living?"
• Alicia sipped from her champagne as she looked around for Emilie. She hated being around the snobs for a long.
• "I'm a bartender."
• "Excuse me? I'm sure you can get something at a better standard with a face like yours."
• "Are you just a girl looking for a come-up? Or to use Emilie for her money?" someone else asked.
• "Who are you?" Alicia raised her eyebrow at her.
• "Talia."
• "Well, Talia, I think you shouldn't put your ugly nose where it doesn't belong. What Emilie and I are doing has nothing to do with you. Please go talk to someone else." Alicia rolled her eyes, trying to walk away.
• I'm 2.5 seconds from slapping her for grabbing my hand, she thought.
• "Baby girl, she's just going to fuck you with that package and leave you. That's what she does. You're not special," Talia smirked, letting go of her hand and walking away.
• Alicia shook her head, grabbed a bottle of champagne out of a bucket, and walked out of the building.
• "Rough Night?"
• "You have no idea." She placed the bottle to her lips, gulping a few.
• "I'm Elliot."
• "Alicia."
• "So what's a beautiful girl like you doing all alone out here?"
• "My date is somewhere around here." Alicia sat down on the curb.
• "Let me keep you company, then." He sat down next to her.