C5 Kiana, the supermodel

"Jo baby!" Marina called from her cubicle.

"Sshh". Someone warned but she ignored him and walked straight to Jolene, grinning from ear to ear.

Jolene was still sad about the thing that happened with Mr. Sinclair, she had cried when she got home. She was ashamed to admit that she remembered what had happened, the part of her he saw was the one whom she buried deep inside of herself. She had thought about reporting him to the police, but she didn't want to go through that. She only realized that she was being spoken to when Marina hugged her.

"You're late, look at the time". Marina said looking down at her watch.

"I have to go, Mar"

She tried to move toward the elevator to get to Mr. Sinclair's office. The sooner she got this over with, the better. She was in no mood to play with her best friend

"Hold on hold on" Marina held her from leaving. "How was last night?". She winked.

"What do you mean by 'last night'?"

"We didn't see you anymore, so we thought, maybe our plan worked! Tell me, who did you get funky with? Woo!" Marina was being her usual playful self and didn't notice how upset Jo was.

"Mar, you drugged me?". Tears were threatening to escape her eyes.

"Sshhh, don't say it like that, we just added a little spice to your boring life, the guys and I thought it would be a good idea and we were right!".

"Marina, you should not have done that. Don't ever talk to me!".

She left Marina and headed for the elevator, sniffing silently and keeping a bowed head to keep people from noticing that she was crying.

When she finally got to the floor of Mr. Sinclair's office, she was confused as to what to do. She didn't believe him earlier when he told her that she was drugged.

She knocked lightly on the door of his office.

"Come in" She heard him say.

She slowly opened the door to find him sitting behind his desk and going through some documents.

"I thought I gave you the day off". He said, Making her confused.

"What, Sir? "

"These were the documents you had prepared for me yesterday, right? I'm already going through them. You don't need to be at work till tomorrow. Don't worry, I'll be fine". He said softly And continued with his work on his laptop.

"Mmm...Okay Sir". She turned to leave but stopped in her tracks. She turned to him, "Mr. Sinclair, about last night-".

He looked up at her. "I'm so sorry, miss Moore, what I did is inexcusable, I should have exercised better judgment and controlled myself. I'll understand if you want to press charges".

"Then I'll have to press charges against my friends too, but I don't want to, I'll be more careful next time". She was about to leave but stopped in her tracks when he called her name.

"Miss Moore, if you do decide to inform the police, I won't fight back, whatever you want will happen".

"I know that I decide what happens, that's why I'm asking that you never bring it up again". She said firmly.

He nodded his head. "I won't".

~

Three months had passed since the incident, everything was somewhat back to normal. She finally forgave her friends for putting her in harm's way but never told them about her one-night stand with Mr. Sinclair. And things were not so awkward with him anymore, they were like the perfect boss and assistant, just keeping it professional. They went on business trips almost every week, so there was rarely any time to think about the past.

He respected her and this, she admired.

***

It was the monthly VADE fashion magazine photoshoot. All the models were lined up, they each wore bright colored, beautiful dresses from various top designers of the city.

Mr. Sinclair walked into the camera room, looking around to make sure everything was perfect from lights to backgrounds.

Jolene went up to him from where she had been supervising the program.

"Mr. Sinclair, welcome. Hope you like the turnout?"

He looked around and nodded his head in affirmation.

"I'm glad you like it. Well, we have just one problem. The supermodel we contacted has not shown up yet. And the show can't go on without her".

He raised his eyebrow looking at her.

"Is that why you're upset?"

"I don't want our hard work to be ruined because she didn't show up on time, you know?".

He smiled a little, that's the most she had seen him smile and it was very rare.

"You take this job seriously, don't you?"

He asked the obvious.

"Yes Sir, I am very dedicated". She sang.

Just then a voice drew all their attention. It was the supermodel, Kiana Turner.

"Finally!"

Exclaimed Jolene.

Kiana truly deserves to be called a supermodel, her walk and stance screamed confidence. Her style depicts elegance. She dyed her hair purple, so it was hard to say what her true color of hair is.

She has sharp amber eyes, high cheekbones, and a perfectly symmetrical face. She is tall with a slim body and full breasts. It would be easy for ladies to feel intimidated with her around.

"Hi Miss Kiana, I'm Jolene...."

Jolene went to speak to Kiana but was completely ignored by her.

Kiana went straight to Mr. Sinclair. "Craig, I have missed you". She kissed his lips.

That singular action put Jolene in a bad mood but she did not show it. She walked up to the two of them, Kiana had her long arms wrapped around Mr. Sinclair's neck lovingly.

"Miss Kiana, Hi, I'm Jolene. The supervisor of the photoshoot for this month. I have been trying to reach you but I couldn't. The other models are really tired, they have been waiting for you for so long. I hope we can start soon". She politely explained everything to Kiana.

Kiana ignored her and continued kissing Mr. Sinclair's chin and neck.

Jolene felt like an idiot, time was running out and this girl wasn't responding.

"Uhm, please excuse me..."

She went to tap on Kiana's hand.

"Don't touch me, you ugly thing! Don't you ever lay you filthy hands on me? Can't you see I'm busy, or are you blind as well as dumb? I decide when I want to start shooting, not you, not any other person except for my sweet Craig. Is that clear? Now get out!". She continued kissing Mr. Sinclair.

Jolene was dumbstruck, she turned to leave but saw everyone's eyes on her. Kiana's voice was loud enough for the entire room to hear. She felt ashamed and walked away avoiding eye contact.

After ten minutes, Kiana decided that she was ready for the shoot. The models were already tired and it would not look good in the picture but she didn't care, as long as she looked good.

"I don't give a damn if the models are tired, you hideous, plain-looking nobody, and if you keep talking to me, I'm going to leave this place, and if you dare reschedule this photoshoot, I will not come again. So you decide!". She yelled at Jolene again, Jolene wondered why she hates her so much.

"Uhm, let's do the photoshoot, please girls, give it your best!" She finally had to give in to the arrogant supermodel.

***

After a long evening of shoots and retakes and more shots, she was darn tired. But she needed to report to Mr. Sinclair before going home. She was too tired to remember to knock on the door of his office. She opened the door to find Kiana and Mr. Sinclair having sex on his desk! She was topless but he had his clothes on save a few missing buttons from his white shirt.

They saw her and Kiana yelled at her;

"Can't you knock you dimwit?! Get out!!".

"Ah so sorry". She quickly jammed the door.

"What the hell was that?"