Prologue
I scrunched my nostrils as I took it in, it smelt heavenly, I was at this point looking everywhere to ascertain where this heavenly scent was coming from, but every which way I turned , I found no single soul.
I walked back down the path I took earlier to the very point I am
Standing , just to make sure that the owner of that scent is not somewhere at the beginning of the path, after waking for the whole of 10 minutes without seeing a soul, I stood there absolutely confused about what was happening to me, what scent is this and why can’t I find the source?
Then I heard it, faint but there, a sound coming from the clearing by my side, I walked slowly to the place I think the sound came from , and then I saw a bloodied shirt and footprints, I picked up the shirt , immediately I did , the beautiful fragrance hit me hard, and I knew I have found the source of the scent.
I took a closer look at the footprint, which led away from me, I quickly followed the footsteps determined to know who the person is , by the time I got to the express, I saw a car parked and a man getting into it, judging by him being shirtless, I knew he was Mr Fragrance but he was too far to hear me call out and then the car zoomed off, I still held on to the cloth but at that time I had no idea that my life was about to change fragrantly.
Chapter One
Zara’s POV
I jumped off the bed, dripping with sweat and saliva, which is a secret that I have kept for long, um I mean the saliva part, I mean because it does not make sense that a grown ass woman like me always drips saliva, well back to the dream , I had no idea why I had such a wierd dream in the first place, a fragrance? But by God it smelt amazing, I closed my eyes and breathed in, almost like I did in the dream and giggled.
“ Awesome Zara , now we are dreaming about fragrances and day dreaming about its effect even after waking up” I thought to myself, it is official, the fact that I really really need to get booed up, because this is the reason for all this unreasonable dreams oh.
I sluggishly reached for my phone when my bedroom door burst open and no other person but Nicole , my housemate and bestie barged in as usual without knocking, I looked away and focused on my phone because explaining to Nicole the knocking rule , which by the way I have done for over a million times since I met her in sophomore year , is like telling a sloth to run, so I gave up.
“ Hey sleepy head, good morning, I am very sure you have forgotten about your interview with the Jason’s today?” I jumped off the bed with a yelp, remembering that indeed I had an interview with the Jason’s, the biggest Laundromat in greenwood, and it’s a place that a lot of fresh graduates gravitate towards, Nicole would usually say some ladies want to work there for the eligible bachelors and married men who patronize the brand, but I just want to have something doing, nobody is going to pay my rent or feed me, I have to do all that.
Few minutes later I was rushing out of my apartment wearing a skirt, like for the first time and heels too, I am one of those ladies who is more comfortable with jeans and sneakers, but this is an interview and news flash i borrowed them from Nicole, Nope let me paraphrase, she forced them on me, something about first impressions.
I rushed off in the convertible , which by now you can guess does not belong to me, Nicole’s again, and yea my best friend is from the upper class, a prodigal child who prefers to live life on her terms, and did I mention that she is a rich gamer , who comes from money and is dating some guy who also comes from money too, I know what you are thinking, yea some folks are very lucky indeed.
Immediately I made it to uptown to Jason’s, I parked the car and rushed out, or should I say tried to rush out, considering how I was walking in the heels like someone who just landed on the moon,like it’s that bad.
The receptionist directed me to the third floor where the interview is supposed to hold, but immediately I stepped into the elevator, I perceived it strong the fragrance from dream, I immediately sniffed and smiled, I don’t know why but I really want to meet this person with the fragrance, when I came out I saw a figure disappearing into the penthouse elevator, I rushed forward but I found that it was not the fragrance guy, so I just went in for my interview.
Jason’s POV
I have no idea why Ivy is such a drama doll, always getting on my nerves and making life miserable for me, this morning is not an exception, imagine waking up to a woman who just randomly decides that she is going to be having breakfast in another part of the world with my Private Jet ofcourse, reasoning with her is a total waste of time, because she always goes for the killer move which is crying and a playing emotional games.
I just left her for my Assistant and I rushed off to work, knowing that I had a very busy day ahead of me and I seriously do not want to be too tired to execute my work today, so i headed out to work , I was already through the door when my doorman called me back to explain that I was wearing my clothes the wrong way, like the back was in front.
After all that drama I made it to the office, and I stepped into the elevator just to perceive a very pleasant smell, but when I turned around , I started laughing because I saw a girl with her back to me walking away, like someone who just landed on the moon, apparently the shoes are either too tight or not hers, I just shrugged and went into my office.
But my mind kept drifting back to the girl whom I did not see her face or talk to, but by lunch I had totally forgotten about this girl and what made her kind of interesting, I got engrossed in running the biggest laundromat in greenwood, a business that I took from folding up to this very point we are in.
Chapter two in a bit, like comment and follow.
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