š„ATTITUDE
MEETS
ARROGANCEš„
Chapter 2
Ciara’s POV
My eyes bec@mĀ£ glas-sy with tears but I chose not to cry..
Crying was for the weak girls who didn’t un-derstand the term strong.
Yes he cheated but that didn’t mean it was the end of the world…
In the first place, why was I with him??? It can’t be the s-x…Trust me it was bland and boring…
Oooh yeah!!! He helped me so much when I begun my career and that made me feel indebted and in love…
I walked down the Cas-sandra street having all sorts of crazy ideas in my mind…
Was I the only one in love??? For how long have they been d@t!ng???
I hope they both get struck by lightning. I hope he grows fat..I hope his d-ck falls off…
One moment I was walking listening to heartbreak songs and the next I was lying in a puddle of mud…
“Oooh sh-t….” I swallowed my other words after seeing the perfect being take off his helmet and shook his tousled dark hair which was thick and lvstrous to its perfect messy shape…
He had an almost symmetrical face, smooth, spade shaped beard, natural warm un-dertone skin and to add it up hazel eyes…
Like have I ever met a handsome guy with hazel eyes before??? He was the first but his features showed he was kinda a mixed race…
“Hey,” I sĀ£nt him a weak smile..
“Would you care to stand up??? I wanna know if you are hurt…” He rudely replied…
“You should help me up
. You are the one who threw me here…”
“Young girl, that’s what you get for being absĀ£nt-minded on the road…So are you hurt??”
“Why do you care???” I managed to stand on my feet…
“Because you middle clas-s people love to be dramatic. One moment you are okay and the other you are busy looking for me claiming I broke your bones…”
In a spur, I hated that handsome man… He was a product of the devil and the angel of death herself.
“Don’t worry, this one doesn’t bother arrogant men…” I tried wiping the mud off but all in vain..
“Okay…” He wore his helmet and got back on his bike but I wasn’t re-ady to let him go that easily…
I begun collecting the mud and hitting him…
“How am I supposed to get home all muddy????”
“How will I walk down the streets looking like the ghost of gabatura????”
“You are crazy, stĀ©p!!! Are you being serious???”He cried out walking towards me..
He took his helmet off again, “Do you know who I am???”
“Do you know the hell of a day I have had???”
“How dare you hit me with that disgusting mud??”
“How dare he cheat on me???”
“What are you even talking about??”
“Why did you throw me in that puddle of mud?? Did David sĀ£nd you to ru-b it in???”
“You are really crazy…Are you sure you don’t have borderline disorder???” He begun shaking me while my eyes were focused on those perfectl-ips which were ripe for k!ssing..
“Do crazy people do this???” I smiled wickedly smearing the mud on my hand on hisl-ips…
“F-ck sh-t!!! What wrong with you??” He staggered back and I ran…
He would have followed me if he wanted to but i guess he thought I was crazy…
I walked for a while before I could get a motorbike that was willing to carry a girl who looked like she just resurrected from horror…
“Hey, what happened to you???” Max asked when I got inside the house.
“A handsome man happened…”
“Give us the ju-icy details. Did you get his number??? Did you get his name???” The lovebirds begun jumping up and down in excitement…
“He ate mud…” I replied dryly and went to my room….
“Are you okay??” Jane asked throwing me my night cream when I got out of the shower.
“Is it that obvious???”
“We saw it…” Jane showed me an Instagram post of David and his girlfriend where he claimed he was happy to soon be a father..
“Okay..” I said coldly and sank into be-d..
“You know we are here for you if you nee-d anything…” She as-sured hvgging me..
“Thank you and plea-se switch off the lights on your way out..”
When I was sure Jane had gone, I sat upright and begun sulking about David… He never posted me on social media, was I a side chick??? My eyes were filled with tears was more but I manage to fight them.
He wasn’t worth my tears and I wasn’t gonna cry..
Yes my heart was shattered, my che-st was heavy with sob but I wasn’t gonna become a weakling…
I was about to cover myself and sleep when my phone pinged with message after message..
>>Brian Hey Ciara, I have some good news.
>>Brian Call me Asap, it’s urgent.
>>Brian Are you asleep???
>>Brian Girl this news is h0t..
Brian was kinda of my manager. I didn’t pay him but he always found jobs for me…
“Hello??? WhatsApp??” I asked the moment he received the call.
“Guess what???” He screamed excitedly.
“Come out with it, I have had a rou-gh day…”
“Jaxon Marcias wants you to be his designer for his next albu-m which is to be launched in two months..”
“Jaxon Marcias,the same famous singer or another Jaxon Marcias???”
“The only one you know Boo, he saw your work and ordered that I find you…Girl, I am so happy for you..”
“So when do I start???”
“Tomorrow. I am sĀ£nding you the address asap…plea-se don’t be late…”
“Okay…”
Ladies and gentlemen that’s what we call favour and luck… I have worked with alot of celebrities before but Jaxon Marcias was on another level.
He was like a god and me working with him was a lifetime achievement…
He had a twin brother who ventured more on artistry and an arrogant big brother who I didn’t care much about…
Watch out Nairobi, I am about to paint this town blue….
š„ATTITUDE
MEETS
ARROGANCEš„
Chapter 3
Ciara’s POV
From the outside, the house looked very elegant…
The driveway circled past the entrance that is flanked by a pillar and there was a carriage house to park the cars..
I didn’t believe that human beings lived there. Talk about gods perhaps…
I walked so uncertain to the door where I rung the bell and I could hear someone running towards it.
“Hello madam welcome to Marcias mansion.” A maid bowed down to me.
“Okay, can I see Jaxon Marcias??? He is expecting me..”
“Of course Madam, you must be Ciara Kimani. I will walk you to his fashion studio…”
Wait he had a studio????
I looked around the hallway and I couldn’t believe the work of artistry and creativity done on it.
. The hallway was decorated with antiques and art pieces and it was surrounded by large leaded glas-s windows which provided endless views…
It also had a central grand stairway which I believed lead to the other rooms.. I wanted to look around the house to satisfy my curiosity but I had to focus on what had brou-ght me there….
The maid led me to his fashion studio and trust me it was everything I have ever dreamt off..
The North west lights, Blonde wood floor, white walls, fabrics and accessories lying on the table, mannequins waiting to be used, a girl working on some sketch designs…Wow it was a dream come true…
“Love what you see???” A familiar voice asked behind my back…
I could feel my palms getting sweaty, my knees shaking by the thought of working with Jaxon Marcias…
“I…l…..o…v…e…I…t” I stammered turning around to face him.
“You must be Ciara, I have had alot of good things about you…”
He was busy talking and I was busy ogling at him…His bĀ©dy was warm and toned, his rugged features were alluring, he had skin people of poetic bent called cafe or lait, dark brown eyes, hair dyed amber and very perfect height.
. 5 inches 9cm if not wrong…
“If you done looking at me can you look at the designs???”
I embarras-singly looked down ru-bbing my forehead,” Sure, I would love to see them…”
“So this is Natalie my designer and this is Ciara the celebrity fashion designer I have been talking about..” Jaxon introduced us as we shook our hands…
“Ciara, there are some sketches Natalie is working on. I would love your view on them???”
“Can I give you a hvg???” I said it out loud..
“Excuse me???”
“I mean I have wanted to meet you all my life…Like who doesn’t love your music. You are like a god, nobĀ©dy can never beat your voice, your dancing skills and sty….” I suddenly covered my mouth with my hand when I realised I had talked too much…
“I am sorry, I talked too much…”
But Jaxon didn’t seem angry, he just looked at me with admiration…
“Come here, let me give you a hvg…” He smiled enfolding me in his arms… His cologne and firms arms were enough reason for me to coll@pse on his arms…
“I bet now you are fine…” I smiled nodding like a fool…
“I think the sketches are fine but look plain. Don’t worry I will help you work on that…” I stated in a serious tone re-ady for real business…
“Okay…” Natalie said with no objection…
“Today we will focus on perfecting the sketches and you showing me the sample of fabrics you wanna use…” I bossed…
“I am glad to have you work for me…I loved what you did on Degi Sodo on his latest single, he looked amazing. I want something better than that…”
“Don’t worry Mr Jaxon I got you…”
He smiled and placed his hand on my shoulder,”I will go and continue working on my new song and leave you guys to do your thing…”
“Girl, is there anything to eat here???I am starving…”I turned to Natalie when I was sure Jaxon had left….
“Yeah, there is a fridge in the dressing room…”
“Let’s gr-ab something and talk more about each other…”
“What about perfecting the sketches???”
“I can do that with my eyes closed…”I br@gged..
“Okay..” She shrugged and we headed to the dressing room…
The lights, two mirrors and the fridge was enough to convince me to work for him forever…
We spent like an hour talking about Jaxon’s likes, his first albu-ms, his songs that we didn’t realise there was a third being standing there…
“I thought your hair was amber. When did you dye it back to black???”
I wasn’t even scared that he found us gossiping instead of working but I couldn’t un-derstand how he dyed his hair so fast…
“And did you lose weight???? You had on a pair of skinny jeans and a Gothic vest, why would you change to a pair of plain trou-sers and a T-shi-t you look plain…”
“Hey I am Mason Marcias, the twin to your boss…”
I sl@pped myself in the br@in, fool how could I not remember they were twins… They looked so much alike ap@rt from Mason’s hair was black, he was slimmer and he had poor s-en-se of fashion…
“Oooh, nice to meet you…” I smiled trying to ease the weird tension.
“You must be the celebrity designer Ciara, it’s a privilege to have you in our house your highness..” He bowed down…
“Trust me working with the Marcias is a life time achievement..”
“I just love the creativity in your designs.. You should probably visit my art studio when you are done here…You may give me some ideas in one or two…”
“I will try…”
We walked out of the dressing room and guess who was infront of us..
Jaxon and Mr Arrogance…..
Jordan’s POV
I was from working out in the gym when i saw a familiar face walking towards the house… It was that crazy girl who threw mud at me and to make it worse she smeared it on myl-ips…I could still feel the mud on myl-ips…
Some people may think it’s funny but to me it was horrific…She was a crazy girl and nee-ded to be put in an asylum….
I hurriedly took a shower, wore one of my best suits, as-sured I looked perfect and walked majestically to my home office waiting for her to say she wanted to see me and then I would show her her place…
I waited for almost an hour but no knock no nothing. If she wasn’t coming to see me then who was she coming to see
. I hope she wasn’t Jaxon girlfriend because I would skin him alive for having such a pathetic taste…
I didn’t un-derstand why I was restlessly but I had the urge to teach that girl a lesson..
I took my phone re-ady to call the house manager when Jaxon walked in.
“What’s up bro???”He asked..
“Are you not supposed to be working on your new song???”
“I just c@mĀ£ to give you some good news…Finally I got Ciara Kimani to work on my albu-m designs..” A heartwarming smile tĀ©uƧhed hisl-ips…
“Who is this Ciara girl you are talking about???” I was seriously clueless. Never heard of her…
“Bro, why do you disappoint me??? She is a celebrity designer and her work is just superb…”
“Okay…”
“Come see her maybe she is one of your girlfriends but I doubt. You ain’t her type.”
At first I was reluctant but after Jaxon insisted so much I followed him to see this claimed fashion guru…
To my disappointment, it was her. The crazy mud girl…Was she the fashion designer??? She didn’t even look like she could draw a cu-p…
“You, what are you doing here???”
She heaved a frustrated sigh,” Do you want more mud??? Here there is none..”
“I am not crazy like you…” I emphasized.
“So don’t act like one…”
It was like she had an answer to everything and knew how to perfectly reply to annoy me…
“I told you I don’t go after arrogant men, I am here to work…”
She gave me murderous eyes…
“So I heard you are a designer???” I walked past her and took one of the sketches looking at it thor0Ć»ghly…
She twisted me around to face her,” Honey just because you were a suit doesn’t make you a clas-sy man. I bet you are just a driver…”
A driver??? Those words pierced throu-gh my heart.. It was like genuinely she didn’t know who I was….
“A driver???”
“Yes, The Marcias should probably fire you.. You don’t respect women and instead of focusing on your work you are here ranting like a woman…”
I could see the shock on Jaxon’s face behind her but he couldn’t do anything…
“You are crazy..”
“You are arrogant…”
“And I am Jordan Marcias…The eldest son of this family…”
I expected her to be shocked but she was just there laughing…
“You a Marcias, you are on drugs…”
“Ciara, he is saying the truth…”Jaxon bu-tted in…
“Does this conversation we had with him get me fired???” She confirmed and Jaxon shook his head.
“Good, I don’t care..” She pushed me aside and snatched the sketch from my hand.
“Natalie let’s get back to work…” She ordered…
Not only was she crazy but had a bad attitude…
“Jaxon and Mason outside now…” I ordered…
Me and the twins at the hallway,”Jaxon fire that crazy girl immediately, she is crazy.. She will start throwing fabrics at you..”
“I am not firing her, she is the best in what she does and I nee-d her…”
“There are many designers out there…” I tried insisting but Jaxon only wanted Ciara as his designer…
“Why do you hate her so much??? What did she do???”
I embarras-singly looked at them wondering how I would tell them she was the one who made me look like mud man..
“She is the one who threw mud at me and to tĀ©p it all she even smeared some on myl-ips…”
I expected them to be sympathetic but there they were laughing at me…
“I hope someone recorded it on c@mĀ£ra…” Mason tea-sed.
“Not funny Mason, she is crazy…So crazy…She didn’t even care I was a Marcias…”
I don’t know why but it bothered me that she didn’t care I was Marcias…People fear and respect me because of that name but to her it didn’t matter…
“I know what hurts…The fact that unlike the other girls she didn’t care you were Jordan Marcias…You wanted her to bow down to you, be at your mercies but she is the medicine to your arrogance…” Mason said ma-king me feel worse than before…
“I am gonna make her be at my mercies…Just give me two weeks…” I swore feeling bad at the fact that she inferiored me..
“Good luck with that..You nee-d it..” Mason tapped my shoulder before walking away…
“Bro, she is known for her attitude too…You don’t wanna get there…Just let it slide..”Jaxon squee-zed my shoulder.
“And you hired her???”
“She is the best and good luck with your unrealistic plan…” He also walked away…
No woman has ever made me feel so inferior and awful like that crazy mud girl did…Girls always worsh!pme, love me, go after me but this one only wants to feed me mud…
She has to have a weakness and I am going to use that to make her be at my mercies…She insulted the wrong billionaire…”
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