Amara goes to work with her mind made up, she was going to accept the offer. She walks into his office with confidence
"Good day, Mr. D'Artois"
"Good day, Ms. Banks"
"To what do I owe the pleasure of you coming to my office."
Clears throat
"I have made up my mind and I would like to accept the offer"
"That's nice, I knew you would"
"Sir, concerning the salary I want triple the amount I'm being paid at dazzle"
Done! Lucian says
"Wait you didn't ask me how much was that"
"I already know"
Amara has a bit of a confused expression
"Concerning your team members
I already picked them prior to today
We'll be holding a meeting later in the day and introduction will be done
You can start work on your own for now
My assistant will communicate to you on the tasks."
Amara goes back to her cubicle and sees his assistant
"Ms. Banks your office has been changed
Follow me"
Amara tries to grab her things
"It's okay we have people on standby to move it just follow me"
She was escorted to a new office, it was almost quadruple the six of her cubicle. She was beginning to feel like a girl boss.
She's now determined to prove herself because she's just a journalist now head of a team. The meeting was held and Amara got to meet her team members they were just five including her. She couldn't recognize anyone of them but the company was too large to know all the staff.
She quickly takes charge of the youth entrepreneurship program, the work becomes personal it is about under privileged kids it reminds her Lucian before he was adopted. if not guided properly can go off track with their lives she decides to take it seriously.
Amara became very busy with her new position and writing articles for D'Artois group which often lead to late nights. Before taking this work she didn't know how much contact she'll have with Lucian.
While the meeting was ongoing Lucian talked on her the project is going to be run on a global scale
"This project is going to an international one
It's not only for people in our country or continent
It's much larger than that
I encourage you all to brace yourselves that's why we have sponsors and partners in different countries all over the world. We'll be working in close proximity with all of them which includes attending their events."
"Brings me to another information, we have partners in Saudi Arabia and they are holding an event. Myself and Ms. Banks would be attending this event."
After the meeting was adjourned Amara was asked to wait behind
"Ms. Banks, wait back"
Amara sits back down as every else leaves the room
"Ms. Banks, we'll be going to Saudi Arabia for the event, More like a party for Arabian billionaires"
We're there for business, we'll have to be very focused on our goal, We are going there to meet a certain person, very private yet powerful man."
"Why all this secrecy for donation" Amara cuts Lucian
He stares at her
"I don't like to be interrupted Ms. Banks''
"I'm sorry" Amara says
Lucian continues
"He likes being anonymous, most of our partners and sponsors are like that. Don't ask too much questions about their personal life."
Amara nods to signify her attention
"The man we'll be meeting is Omar Al-Zahrani
You can go"
He sends off Amara
The day comes for both amara and Lucian to travel. A car pulls up to amara's house, it was Lucian
"Ms. Banks"
While knocking on her door
Amara came out and began heading towards the car but Lucian wasn't moving
"Amara" Lucian calls out
"where are you going dressed like that, do you realize where we're going" Lucian asks Amara
"Yes I do, we're going to meet a partner of the project in Saudi Arabia"
"Then why do you look like this"
"What do you mean, I'm formally dressed I am a journalist I dress formal every day"
"Ms. banks you're not going there to be journalist you are going there as the head of this project.
You should dress accordingly"
Lucian signals his assistant
"Vladimir call Jacqueline tell her to meet us at peninsula"
" let's go'' he says while entering the car.
They arrive at peninsula, the minute Lucian walked through those doors he was hosted like a president. Lucian walked straight to the elevator without going to the reception to book a room.
They got to the penthouse and walk out, a Middle aged French lady with a few people were already there
"Jacqueline Lucian says
Fix this"
"Yes Mr. D'Artois"
Amara was pulled into another room, they makeover began she could barely keep up with everything going on in her hair, nails, makeup and her opinion on her dress.
After the work was done, amara came out and she was looking different. She look bold steady and daring, everything she had on complimented each other beautifully especially her jet black hair and deep red gown that was well tailored and form fitting giving clean silhouettes.
She stole the attention in the room, everyone was looking at her including Lucian his eyes begin to linger longer than the should someone compliments her in the room and his jaw tightened
"Who picked out the clothes" Lucian said
"I did" amara replied
"Quite an interesting choice''
"Is that a bad thing"
"No" Lucian responded
She tries to act unaffected but she keeps checking for his facial expressions. She thanks Jacqueline and her team
"It's okay Madame, we are paid to do our job"
They leave the hotel to go to the airport, the ride to the airport Lucian keeps stealing glances at her without saying anything.
They get the airport but ignore the car park sign and kept moving they were let into the back, Lucian had his own plane. They got down from the car to enter the plane Lucian begins walking towards Amara
"Amara your hands"
"I can do it on my own "Amara says
"You want to climb an air bridge on your own on those"
(points to her stilettos) Amara takes his hands for support while walking.
This wasn't just any private plane it was one of a kind private plane. it had thick carpets that softens with every step. Luxury arm chairs with chrome finishes on the armrest and tables, it had a proper dining area and a private bedroom room with a bathroom and they were custom designed, large TV screen and with sound system. It gave off a subtle luxury, it wasn't loud but unmistakably expensive.