HIS TRUE BEAUTY

**JESSIE’S POV**

we got into the company, all eyes on us baby, I walked majestically with my chin up, while Beauty walked begin like an old woman, very annoying, she always feel insecure instead of making others feel insecure with her perfect curves, her nose being the most attractive part of her visual, I admire.

You need to see their faces, Beauty is indeed beautiful, she just need to a change of wardrobe that’s all!

“Jessi , Beauty to my office now!”

Ferd annouced.

I glanced at Beauty she looked worried gazing towards Bruno’s desk.This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

Where the hell is he?

We did all this for him!

“Is he in the office?”

Beauty whispered.

“How am I supposed to know that

I wanted to rise her bo small

We got to ferd’s office, he started ranting and after all his trash , he asked Beauty to wait behind, I should go.

I glanced at him, then to Beauty giving her a strong informative look before finally leaving the office.

I hope she know the right answer to his questions. That jerk pisses me off.

I got out to our department and you wouldn’t believe who I met.

Steven.

Beauty’s ex boyfriend with a bouquet of flowers at the entrance.

His eyes met with mine, the excitement in them were pretty obvious.

“Mr florist, can we help you?”

I called him out first.

“Jessie!”

The receptionist snapped at me, glaring like a house wife.

I rolled my eyes and walked towards Beauty’s desk.

She went to attend to him, she pointed at Beauty’s desk, I was seated there, with my legs crossed chewing a bubble a gum, I stole from her bag.

He came to me, and smiled.

“How are doing, you are Beauty’s friend right?”

“Sorry remind me who you are again?”

I replied giving him a no friendly energy.

“Well…I…I am…”

Just then Beauty came of the office, looking sad then her eyes brighten seeing andre

Who was shocked to see beauty also, his jaw dropped stark at her like he was enchanted.

“Steven, what are you doing here”.

Beauty asked a little embarrassed

“I came to talk”.

“Then why the flowers?”

She asked in a low tone.

“You love flowers since childhood you wanted to be a florist remember?”

“That’s not what I asked you what are you here?”

Well I love where this is going, the fool thinks he can rizz her up and make her say yes to his wishes.

“Can we talk somewhere else”.

He said noticing the stares from our colleagues.

Beauty looked back at me for a tip, I shook my head for her to turn him down immediately.

She sighed and accepted.

Unbelievable!

“I will be back Jessie”.

I quickly brought my phone and failed to contact Bruno’s number.

His line isn’t going.

Where the heck are you Bruno?

**BEAUTY’S POV***

We both walked towards the company’s parking lot.

“Here you go”.

Steven offered me the flowers.

I reluctantly collected the flowers.

“Why are you really here Steven?”

I asked giving him the look that speaks volume, I don’t trust him one bit.

“You look stunning, I was …. so surprised the last time we met, and about what I said then, I mean it.”

“Thanks I am flattered, can I go back now if that’s all”.

I replied impatiently.

“No. actuallly. I came to beg you for a favour”.

His voice suddenly went lower.

“If it’s something I can help you out, I will try but I am not going to make any promise”.

I replied tartly.

He sighed then went on his knees.

My heart skipped and my cheeks were hot and red with embarrassment.

“Steven, what… what are you doing? Stop please people are watching”.

“Let’s get our relationship back please, let’s forget the past and heal”.

“What are you saying? Friendship…heal? I am healed already Stephen, in a very healthy relationship, I am sorry.. I can’t be together with you anymore,”.

He stood up and walked closer to me, I nervously took few steps back, he smell the same, his scent never changed, wait why am I thinking about it.

“Steven, I am with someone”.

I said unsure if he heard me before.

He slowly remove a messy strand of my hair off my face then smiled at me.

“I heard you the first time. I just want your friendship that’s all, not like we are going to f**k each other”.

He said with a soft chuckle.

I felt uncomfortable when he said that.

“Well…if you are sure you won’t make any move.. I guess I will think about it”.

I replied and took another step back.

“Think about it? Come on Beauty we are exes not enemies or are you saying this because of your new man, is very controlling?”

“”Fine I accept. Also you have no idea what he is like so don’t make silly assumptions”.

He shrugged and tucked his hands into his pockets.

“I will be waiting at your place”.

He winked and walked towards his car.

What?

“I never invited you, you can’t just visit without an invitation!”

“I can…I always have…and I might spend the night just like old times”.

“You can’t…”

Before I could tell all the words put, he entered his Lamborghini and drove off.

What is his problem

Why is he interested in me all of a sudden?

I sighed deeply.

“Thank God Bruno didn’t get to meet him, but where’s Bruno? After the glam up and the stress of wearing this jumpsuit, I will never forgive him”.

I went back inside the company, the stares from my colleagues were really very uncomfortable.

Jessie was talking over the phone, she hissed for my attention, I went closer to the her desk then she hung up.

Her facial expressions was like that of a mom questioning her teenager’s naughty moves.

“Why are you looking at me like that? He is just an old friend”.

“Friend? I can’t believe you tell yourself that, he is your ex…a man who treated you like you have no value in life. You remember how he left you, now look into the mirror now and compare..”

“I know okay, he was toxic , selfish and bad towards me, but he came to make peace, he asked me to forgive him and that what I am doing. Why are you sounding as if I am a cheat, planning to make out with an ex. He was a really important part of my life, I can’t just reject his friendship, we should forgive and move on, being enemies won’t benefit us”.

I said slowly.

“A really important part of your life? You mean trying you as a nothing more than a sex doll is that a kink or some fetishes of yours”.

“That’s not what I mean”.

Jessi didn’t say another word, she got up from my seat.

“You are old enough to make decisions, and if you want to take your ex to bed be my guest”.

She said angrily and left for the studio room.

I sighed and dropped down on my seat.

***BRUNO’S POV***

I pressed the doorbell impatiently .

“I am coming, hold on”.

I guess that’s her mom.

I am running out of my patience, I know what that fool caused the last time we met and I am not giving him any chances.

I glanced at the new car parked at their garage it must be his, I said to myself. Trying to flaunt? Well he got to wrong guy to mess with.

Just then the door cracked open, my eyes met with that of a middle aged woman. She had red hair just like Beauty and her green eyes were so kind and Angelic even behind those spectacles.

“You must be Bruno”.

She said looking up to my face as though she was overwhelmed by my height.

I nodded, had a lot to say but my introverted self couldn’t help it.

“You are here in person, please come in”.

I nodded and stepped into the room.

“Honey! Beauty!! You have another visitor”.

She annouced and headed towards a passage that leads to some room I guess.

Beauty came out of the room, wearing a casul outfit, her hair were let down to dangle over her shoulders, she looked gorgeous and beautiful.

“Bruno?”

She tilted her head in disbelief.

I winked at her and smiled.

Just then that fool Steven came out of the same room. What the heck was he doing in the room with Beauty?

My fist hardening unintentional, I faked smile at them. He walked to me and Beauty stood beside him.

“Oh look who we have here, Beauty’s co worker, we meet again”

The brat was bold enough to offer a handshake, I gaze down at his hands and smirked.

I gently pulled Beauty infront of me and held her, with my hand as a belt across her bosom.

His shocked face was understandable.

“Well guess you’re not yet updated, I am Bruno, Beauty’s boyfriend”.

“Bruno”.

Beauty gasped.

I held her tighter.

“I am pretty possessive, call that a helpful information, you need it”.