“Grrr!! Grrr!!” My phone began to buzz, It was on silent mode. It seemed like the louder it rang, the deeper I snuggled into my blanket and tighter I held the duvet. Finally, it stopped, “I hope your
batteries are dead now, sadist?”, I muttered hoping to fall asleep again, contemplating snoozing it for another 30 minutes if possible.
“Because I’m happy……” My other phone started ringing at the same time. Oh shit! I forgot to put that one on silent.
“Aaaarrrrggggghhhhh!! What did I ever do wrong to the universe to deserve this great ill treatment?” I cried. It was just 4:30am, normal human beings, even witches should be back meeting, sleeping away. My damn phones won’t stop ringing. I looked at my phones to check the beast who decided to cut my sleep short and yeah my guess was right. It was my boss.
Calling my phones at the same time like he bought them for me. Well, literally he didn’t, but it was his money that became mine when he paid my salary.
“Hello Boss!” I said in the most hostile voice I could summon. Lord! I have to remember to drop a rant in my journal after this call cos I’m 200% sure he’s calling to annoy me.
“I’m sorry to bother you but these guys want their money now, the show is over. I know I promised to allow you sleep till morning, I also thought we wouldn’t have to deal with this till well into the morning. I’m off to my house, my wife sends her regard.” My Boss said.
“Okay sir, I can manage. Give her my best, sir” I said.
I know I had no option but to get out of the bed, its really hard to deal with these so called artistes, most of them are just children with over bloated egos. Well, thats my dilemma with the business I’m in.
I got out of bed, went into the bathroom for a moment, washed my face, applied my make-up, opened up my pull along box, a nice v-neck white t-shirt with blue ripped jeans, and finally my high heeled Jimmy Choos’ shoes.
Quite sexy, especially because of my firm D-Cup boobs, flat tummy and apple shaped bum, my clothing was a second skin, tight and the shirt was quite revealing, the light complexion bulbs of my boobs. I like to be a tease, even though its 4:30am in the morning.
As I locked the door to my room, walking through the hallway of Eko Hotel, to the elevator, my phone rang, it was a text message from my boss of the list of artistes that wanted attention like lil bitches.
“Just 3 of them? ” I muttered to myself, So Boss cant handle 3 artistes after his long years in entertainment. I’m sure he can handle them, he has entrusted this as my job which is why he isn’t bothered and has been for the past 3 years, I joined his entertainment coy.
I exited the elevator at the ground floor, with peering eyes at the Eko Hotel reception as I walked briskly to the hall where the event just finished. The reason for the stare was the way my perky boobs bounced around the shirt despite been skin tight with my nipples harassing the shirt. I kept a straight face as I walked through but was busting out with laughter in my mind as the oversized expatriate who almost fell off his chair as I walked past him.
I went straight for the backstage, and located the one-hit wonder asshole, who was the show opener. As he saw me walk in, he approached me immediately.
“Shon, Its not what you think, I was cool with it until now, but TK-Cruz said to come back with a cheque” Lil Rems said
I know TK-Cruz, he is the asshole boss of Rep TK Music. He has always had it for me and my boss, we cut him off on a deal with MTN some few months back. Its a dog eat dog world, he should understand but that’s the story for another day. The only reason he agreed for his newbie artiste is because it makes business sense for him to expose him at this kind of stage.
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