Keyla Cheryle Jones is not your average 33 year-old woman. As one of the biggest creative consultants for Eleven Paris means she's always on the go. When she's not being the mastermind behind ElevenParis, she caring for her baby girl, Harmony Jones...
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
Tonight will be the night I've waited for years. Making my mark in the fashion world will allow me to conquer what's rightfully mine. ElevenParis and Keyla. I appreciate Laurent keeping my seat warm but Keyla will ALWAYS belong to me. Let me introduce myself. I am T.J. Smith and I have known Keyla for over 10 years and we have a child together. Once I take over ElevenParis, I will conquer her heart. I walk downstairs after grabbing my coffee to find Tony, clearly stressed as he was busy putting together the finishing touches on pieces for tonight's fashion show.
Tony: Thank you for gracing us with your presence.
T.J.: Calm the fuck down. What's wrong?
Tony: I no longer have access to their databases! Every source we had is now gone!!
T.J.: What the fuck happened? How is that even possible?!!
Tony: They had to do something on their end but they've been extremely silent since our announcement. Not even a word on their social media outlets. The streets are quiet.
T.J.: Good. They're accepting what will happen. Easier for me to conquer. We have to finish preparing for tonight. We'll worry about this later.
That said, I went to prepare the last and final piece needed for tonight. Keyla and her little crew have no match for what I have planned and they know it. That's why the streets are silent. They may as well hand over the keys and Keyla will be begging me to take her ass back.
Tony's P.O.V.
Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
T.J. has completely lost his damn mind. He's way over his head. This could be a simple operation but his ego is too big for his own damn good. It makes me wonder if I made the wrong decision after all. I hope he doesn't fuck this up. I have sacrificed everything for this...including Marcie. I miss her so much. It burns me to see her happy with Adonis. I just hope he knows what he is doing and doesn't fuck this up for the both of us. Pretty soon, we would go to Paris for our first show.
