The Under Boss's Ballerina [18+]

12

It was two days over three weeks, I thought as I turned off my phone for the night, after reading the news.

My birthday was a mad celebration.

Blaire somehow found out, made it her responsibility to celebrate it, even if I wasn't in the mood. At all.

She bullied me into baking a chocolate cake, for myself and garnish it with melted chocolate, two size bigger than her head, and then used the employee code to get us a good supply of alcohol from the club.

We watched stupid movies while we ate cake from the baking tin and gulped cognac and vodka from the bottle.

Given that neither of us fancied too much alcohol, drinking from the bottle said a lot. A lot.

Coco was alone and lonely so Bertie took him for a walk after placing at least ten men around the pent house.

The morning after my twenty second birthday I got a note and a gift from Miss Alyssa Giovanni.

The note simply said,

"Wish you a long happy life and many more birthdays to come,

Love,

Alyssa."

The presents was however something else.

There was a jute bag spa and bath essentials, expensive ones, some house slippers cozy and furry, a faux fur blanket and a purple velvet box.

Inside the purple velvet covered box, lined with golden silk on a cushion rested a pair of small solid gold hoops.

Even though small and moderate in size, perfect for everyday wear, they were elegant and expensive.

Screamed sophistication and money.

I fashioned them while looking at the dressing table the mirror, pulling my hair up, doing an up do.

Those were just out of this world.

I called her to express my gratitude and say my thanks for sending such beautiful gifts for me.

To the answer of which she just laughed and wished me happy birthday once more.

Donna Coralyn sent me presents via Blaire on the morning of NY twenty second birthday, consisting of numerous happy birthday foil helium balloons, some scented mood enhancing soaps, a huge ass yellow cannery stuffed toy and single pearl confiscated in a white gold chain necklace.

I loved it. I simply wore my new gifted jewelry though out the week.

Sighing, I turned to my side, the master bed I was occupying solo for the last three weeks.

He was supposed to be back two days ago.

Two days.

It makes me mad and blue.