I hate flying

Anyway, yes, going back to the my life as a new rich and hustling boss of my own company. It wasn't easy and I started my office in my small apartment at D.C. where the landowner would kick me out every time I miss payment. That sucked and I felt I was worthless as hell, but I always thought of what Mr. Shang says. Though I earned when I was working with him, I lost the money I gambled to try my best to make things work out for the ever first company I built but I didn't earn profit just publicity and the money would either came late or I would need to work a part-time job and side hustles just to make ends meet. Yet, I craved for more and I signed up at a platform where I met business men and women and created a link to use my connections. And there my business started to get known.

I was known by people and became an overnight sensation, a household name that ladies and business people, companies wanted to have and own at their offices and homes. Name it, from news, movies, stores, books, up to kitchen utensils and machineries, my company and the companies under it, sell every little and big thing online and on stores. I became a millionaire in one year, then a billionaire in three and now owning a staggering multi-billion dollar company and counting, on my 5th year. I love being rich and I love the attention but when it comes to love, I flunk on that aspect, needless to say. I can't even get Leila to smile for me however hard I try and each time I do, she has that despising look in her eyes. And I begin to think that I'm that cruel or cold or maybe I'm just a bad person, all in all. But I am adored by millions, the people I have helped in Africa, Istanbul, Afghanistan, Iraq, U.S. and Asia.

Yet, I am a nobody with Leila and my relatives loves me, only if they needed my help or needed a favor for me. My husband Craig would be my number one fan and he will always be on my side however hard or bias a decision or plan may be. He believed in me and always believes in my ability, my strength and smarts to run a company. He was the one who pushed me to go for my dreams and make it a reality. I miss him so much and I really need him now, more than he could ever imagine, God bless his soul.

Craig was wealthy and he earned his mark as an officer who only wanted good and honor for his men, country and the world. He was that type who could make people turn and listen to him when he speaks. He has that air in him but he never looks down on anyone. He gives to others generously but never lets his other hand know what his right hand is doing. Craig is my light and love. He is my one and only partner in life that even if I can go back to the past I would still choose him as my husband and partner for life. He was that good to me and appreciated me for who I am, what I am.

While thinking about my past, Gerrie was, telling me that the managers and staff are now ready to meet me. I cleaned my mouth and drank tea like a couple already though I still feel dizzy, I told her I'll be out in a minute. After this meeting I need to fly back to New York to check on Leila. Even if she hates meeting me I need to make sure she's okay and that was my solemn promise to her mom when her late mom called me to look after her when she is in need of a friend or something. God bless her soul too. She was a second mother to me and those sleeping over of Leila at my house made me closer to Auntie since I always told her what happens between us every time. Well, I may have skipped some parts where Leila always hit on me or the part that we made out and had sex. What was I to do, come on, I was 13 then.

Gerrie made the introduction short and sweet. I didn't want to prolong my agony so I went into the details and directly congratulated the new managers and welcomed the staff and left the building, without joining the party they had been preparing for days for me. I felt glad they like me but I told Ms. Ventura in private that I wasn't feeling well and needed to rest from a jet lag. She understood what I meant and sent a hot blonde to accompany me for the night until I felt well and recharged to go back to New York. Tilly or Tally, I couldn't remember her name but she was really good and sexy. I think I forgot where I was when she had sex with me like many times, haha!. A genius and I love her. I was fine after two days. I went back to my office in London and everybody was staring at me like they are all smiles and the girls were like fixing their selves up to look beautiful for me maybe. And then there was Tilly, or Tally...

Oh! Miley! Hi, how are you today?, I asked like nothing happened between us.

I'm okay, Ma'am!, she says. I love your hair and you so much!, Miley whispered in my ear then winked at me. Let's hook up another time, babe!

I saw her tag and that she's one of my managers in sales. Aha! Don't get me wrong I don't meddle with my staff or have sex with them. I didn't really know that Ms. Ventura would literally sell me her own staff. I advised her not to do that next time. Actually I would have preferred a massage therapist who made me calm and at peace with myself than tired and over my libido limit, which is now way over the top, overheating every time I see Miley who I thought was Tilly or Tally.

My God! Anyway, I can't fight with my conscience nor my dignity now because I need to be in New York, like in 15 hours before my meeting with the Board and Leila. I asked Gerrie to have the meeting with the Board moved on Tuesday. I really needed a breather and being with Leila would maybe help me do that. Shucks!, that Miley gave me souvenirs and they're all over my neck and chest. She's crazy and well, it's not her fault. To compensate for her time and up her dignity as my employee so as not to end up like Roger, former CEO of Fox, I apologized to her personally and gave her chocolates and flowers, and a new BMW. She seemed to like it and said that there's nothing to forgive. A note on my company car with her kiss mark on it said, "Making love to you is far more delicious, exquisite and expensive than the car you gave me. But thanks I love it and you didn't have to". She is a good soul, I love her now. I think I will see her again on my next visit.

Okay, here we go again! I hate planes and God help me this time! Gerrie!!!!!!!