on to the stainless steel
railings in order to syke herself up for the ultimate breath taking
view. Her legs began to tremble as she had a genuine fear of
heights, she slowly opened her eyes and looked down in the
hope she wasn’t as high up as she thought, but been on the 65 th floor proved her wrong.
“Monsieur Fredrik, bring me a glass of water please!”
Monsieur was enjoying the fact that Felicity appeared to be
frightened of the great height and decided to take his time to
fetch the water informing her he must let the kitchen tap run for
at least five minutes so all the new fixtures would be thoroughly
clean and hygienic enough to drink from.
In this time she vowed herself no to look down only up towards
the blissfully pale blue sky line. Thinking of nothing else but her
new love interest Wilhelm Pearson and how she would enjoy
pursuing him until he couldn’t resist and gave into all her
womanly charms, even if it did involve a little blackmail in the
process, she didn’t care as long as she got what she wanted. Her
imagination was going wild with all her and the Madame’s
ideas, her fake job would give her really useful contacts, as she
knew Wilhelm was keen to make more than a name for himself,
as he had confessed that he longingly desired to be successful
over here in the states as he was already in the major cities in
Europe. She dreamed of becoming his devoted trophy wife
eventually, escorting him on all his successes. She would have
her own houses designed as she required, he would be eating out
of her hands in no time and she would become the famous wife
of a great architect, bearing his children so long as they were
nothing more than perfect. Eventually she would have a family
of her own that nobody could take away from her and in the
process become a very wealthy woman, this was by far her
biggest desire to have all the money she ever could want in her
lifetime and more.
After Felicity visited
Wilhelm’s offices, she informed him she
wouldn’t be going back home to Paris, as she had been offered a
job opportunity at Richard Myers and Partners and she would be
staying in the states for at least six months.
Wilhelm
couldn’t resist asking her to dinner the following week
she accepted with a huge perfectly practiced smile on her face.
This was her opening, she must confide in the Madame on how
she was going to play this one special opportunity, after all that
would be all she needed to set her deceitful plan into action.
“Oh Madame, Wilhelm has invited me out to dinner at the
L'Atelier de Joel Rubicon next week, I must ask you for your
advice on how to impress him and take our friendship up to the
next level!”
“How delightful my dear I hear it serves the best
french cuisine
New York can offer by far. You must listen carefully to me now;
I daresay this will be a good opportunity for me to call a
colleague of mine from the New York Times.”
After Felicity placed the receiver down, she poured herself a
large glass of 1994 red chateau Ausone, a gift of eighteen bottles
sent by the Madame to congratulate her on her many to be
successes over in New York. Mulling over what the Madame
had told her and her advice Felicity had to set to work on
polishing her seductive, sexy and manipulative skills, her choice
of outfit and her most elegant manners down to the smallest
detail. She knew this would take a lot of time in the mirror to
perfect but she was excited, in fact the most excited she had
been in her entire existence. She wondered if this is how her
mother used to feel. If so she was beginning to understand her
more so than ever.
Felicity arrived at the L'Atelier de Joel Rubicon fashionably late,
the thought of keeping Wilhelm waiting was what she found
herself enjoying more so than she dare admit, it was a buzz
prolonging the inevitable. She was completely unaware that
Wilhelm thought twice about cancelling their dinner date.
Wilhelm was seated
railings in order to syke herself up for the ultimate breath taking
view. Her legs began to tremble as she had a genuine fear of
heights, she slowly opened her eyes and looked down in the
hope she wasn’t as high up as she thought, but been on the 65 th floor proved her wrong.
“Monsieur Fredrik, bring me a glass of water please!”
Monsieur was enjoying the fact that Felicity appeared to be
frightened of the great height and decided to take his time to
fetch the water informing her he must let the kitchen tap run for
at least five minutes so all the new fixtures would be thoroughly
clean and hygienic enough to drink from.
In this time she vowed herself no to look down only up towards
the blissfully pale blue sky line. Thinking of nothing else but her
new love interest Wilhelm Pearson and how she would enjoy
pursuing him until he couldn’t resist and gave into all her
womanly charms, even if it did involve a little blackmail in the
process, she didn’t care as long as she got what she wanted. Her
imagination was going wild with all her and the Madame’s
ideas, her fake job would give her really useful contacts, as she
knew Wilhelm was keen to make more than a name for himself,
as he had confessed that he longingly desired to be successful
over here in the states as he was already in the major cities in
Europe. She dreamed of becoming his devoted trophy wife
eventually, escorting him on all his successes. She would have
her own houses designed as she required, he would be eating out
of her hands in no time and she would become the famous wife
of a great architect, bearing his children so long as they were
nothing more than perfect. Eventually she would have a family
of her own that nobody could take away from her and in the
process become a very wealthy woman, this was by far her
biggest desire to have all the money she ever could want in her
lifetime and more.
After Felicity visited
Wilhelm’s offices, she informed him she
wouldn’t be going back home to Paris, as she had been offered a
job opportunity at Richard Myers and Partners and she would be
staying in the states for at least six months.
Wilhelm
couldn’t resist asking her to dinner the following week
she accepted with a huge perfectly practiced smile on her face.
This was her opening, she must confide in the Madame on how
she was going to play this one special opportunity, after all that
would be all she needed to set her deceitful plan into action.
“Oh Madame, Wilhelm has invited me out to dinner at the
L'Atelier de Joel Rubicon next week, I must ask you for your
advice on how to impress him and take our friendship up to the
next level!”
“How delightful my dear I hear it serves the best
french cuisine
New York can offer by far. You must listen carefully to me now;
I daresay this will be a good opportunity for me to call a
colleague of mine from the New York Times.”
After Felicity placed the receiver down, she poured herself a
large glass of 1994 red chateau Ausone, a gift of eighteen bottles
sent by the Madame to congratulate her on her many to be
successes over in New York. Mulling over what the Madame
had told her and her advice Felicity had to set to work on
polishing her seductive, sexy and manipulative skills, her choice
of outfit and her most elegant manners down to the smallest
detail. She knew this would take a lot of time in the mirror to
perfect but she was excited, in fact the most excited she had
been in her entire existence. She wondered if this is how her
mother used to feel. If so she was beginning to understand her
more so than ever.
Felicity arrived at the L'Atelier de Joel Rubicon fashionably late,
the thought of keeping Wilhelm waiting was what she found
herself enjoying more so than she dare admit, it was a buzz
prolonging the inevitable. She was completely unaware that
Wilhelm thought twice about cancelling their dinner date.
Wilhelm was seated
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