Chapter 1

*Readers be guilded.. Every character, location and events are mind out of the fictional mind of this crazy writer *

Amelia [POV]

"Can't we start already."

a female colleague of mine said as she couldn't take it anymore as we sat in the Seminar room for almost an hour waiting for our senior superiors to start the meeting.

Having worked for two year straight as a junior accountant in one of the biggest banks in New York. This afternoon we were summoned for an unplanned meeting.Everyone is anxious to know what was going on.

Our branch supervisor, Mr Paul walked into the boardroom, we all stood to acknowledge him. After some moment of pleasantries, the meeting drag on and on.

"I wonder why he decided to invite us today, when we all know as Junior staffs, Our suggestion are not taking into considerations not to mention remembered."

She complained.

No matter how hard everything, seem I vowed to work hard and a name for myself in the business world. As young bankers, we are always put aside, and also given extremely difficult task everyday.

Working in the bank was a bright opportunity for young accountants like me. It is filled with daily hustle and competition to reach the top. Everyone works desperately to prove themselves. In a tight business world its so hard to make friends when everyone is aiming for a permanent position as a senior banker. There's a yearly competition that is been organized for junior staff, the winners gets instant promote to become senior staff. I plan on applying for the exam hopefully I would be selected to take the exam. Only five candidate would be selected as top winners out of two hundred selected participants.

Most girl sees me as a bigger competition not because of my working ethics but because I am extremely beautiful. I had so many guys in my department trying to hook up with me but I cut them off. My social life is divided from my work life. I don't flirt or keep male friends at work.

" shit!, "

I said suddenly, it got me few stares from my office colleagues who sat beside me.

I totally forgot about my blind date set up by my best friend.

I don't think I would make it on time.

Layla set me up with her colleague at work on a blind date.

In her own words

" You need someone to pounder about."

After I broke up with Aiden , my ex boyfriend a year ago, he left with everything I own that I never saw coming.

Aiden and I started dating two years ago when I met him at a crazy house party then I was a crazy party girl, so was he. We love the night life. He was my everything, I thought I was his too. When I started working, it took most of my time, I thought he understand never knew he was cheating with a hoe he meet at a club. I caught him the first time he apologized.

But kept on doing the same thing over again.when I caught him the last time we had a messy breakup, When I returned home he had ran away with all the money in our joint account and emptied our apartment. I solely decided to keep myself from any relationship for some time.

Then I had to move in with my best friend in her apartment. We shared a two beadroom apartment and split the rent in half.

Six months later, she started dating a new guy Omar, a raising football athlete in some local leagues aiming to be signed into major leagues. Most times she compares herself to his ex girlfriend, ones she had heard of or read about on social media, she always downgraded herself especially When she watched an interview where he was asked what kind of girl he love to date, he said brunette hair girls and she had black hair.

When he started giving me compliments cause of my hair color she grew insecure. She doesn't say it but her action verified my suspicion especially any time, Omar indirectly creates problem between us by praising me everytime he comes round in front of Layla. I think its the right time, I need to move out so that she can see how devious he could be.

Omar keep looking at me seductively anytime he sees me in the house.

I secretly went house seeking and found the right place.

Oh!

I can't wait to start design my new home. I just had to finish some paper work.

The meeting threaded for two hours straight.

My antispated date waits.

I arrived at the famous restaurant, it only took me a few second to match his picture to his physical appearance.

I waved at him as I watched him spun around waiting anxiously for me. He was quite atttractive Tall, blonde hair and muscular that's definitely my style.

He smiled as I sat down in an opposite direction next to him. I noticed his interest escalated as he watched me sit. I blushed cause I knew I had dressed to kill with my sleeveless curvey red gown matched with my dropping earring and necklace. I knew it would surely intrigue his interest. My lushed full lips colored with bright red lipstick. I'm definitely looking like a served dinner. Now my date is currently speechless.

"I'm so sorry, I got stuck at work."_

I apologies as I give him my prettiest smile.

" Amelia"

I introduced myself.

He watched me with his eyes seductively, took my hands and kissed it like a gentleman.

" Stan Williston, at you service, " he said.

I grinned a bit satisfied with my date when he give me a ravishing smile.

He rang for the waitress as she arrived to take our orders . We talked about life, work and relationship, he seemed like an interesting guy and we shared some interest in common.

He slid his hands over to the table , held mine

" I had never seen anyone with such a striking beauty as yours. "

He commented.

A woman in her late twenties walked right in front of us, he looked startled by her sudden arrival

He starts to stutter as he speaks she waved her hands vaguely to keep him shut.

" While I care for our children at home, you busy flirting with this slut! "

Oh no!.

Let it don't be what am think

"you're married?. "

I asked confused at what's going on. He wiped sweat off his face nervously. She faced me, narrowed her eyes at me clearly I could feel her rage.

I should have just shut up and left.

"Oh!, now you wanna act like you don't know, You wanna play the victim card too."

Before I could react she splashed the drink all over my face.

Everyone in the dinner had turn their attention towards our table, entertained by our display. Their eyes burned into my soul as he tried pulling her away but she refused to move.I couldn't contain my annoyance that my best friend hooked me up with her married colleague at work, did I appear so desperate that she plan on playing with my emotions. She rained down more insults on me, I felt exposed , to hide my tears. I grab my bag and left the two couple battle out their affairs. I threw myself into the passengers seat as I entered a taxi. In the taxi, I wiped my face clean, I was filled with disbelief and anger at the turn out of today event. I just can believe what's going on. I remember vividly how Layla had pested me for days to accept this date yet she never mentioned his martial status and I assumed he was a single man. How could she miss out this simple details.

When I got home, I found her watching a movie eating popcorn, She smiled as I entered.

"Hey! How was your date...... ?. "

She asked excitedly as she clapped her hands together waiting for my reply.

Maybe I over judged the entire situation wrongly. My heart softened as she waited patiently for my answer. I narrated how bad my date went, she looked shocked and swore never to had known about his marital status and apologize for not verifying.

"I'm so sorry, Amelia, I really had no idea he was married. "She drawled.

She even tried cheering me up,

"Don't worry about me, I will be fine. "

I turned away heading into my room disconsolately right into the shower as I peered myself through the mirror, I remember the hurtful words his wife had altered to me.

I crash landed on my bed and slept off. Today was definitely not my day.