THE GOOD MISTRESS II_The Wedding by Amarie Avant

Author:Amarie Avant [Avant, Amarie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-21T05:00:00+00:00

An hour later, in the auditorium of The People’s Love Project, Mila stood on the stage to address all of her workers and the families that came in for services. There was no sight of Lido, and although she was being surprisingly helpful with the wedding plans, Mila had no clue if she’d actually come by.

“This will be the first annual competition that we have guys and ladies. With that said, I’m learning as we go, there will be kinks that need tweaking. Nevertheless, what I want to be at the forefront of everyone’s mind is this: beauty is not only skin deep, but it’s how you act and the way you carry yourself.” Mila had perfect presentation skills. She moved across the stage, catching many of the people’s gazes. “Now, I have a lil’ something-something for you. A very special someone has come to teach the ladies how to slay. Guys act right.” She laughed. “My friend and supermodel, Veronica Starsgoff.”

From the side of the stage, Veronica entered the room in a blazer, a white tee, jeans, and ultra-high heels. Blond ringlets draped across her shoulder and were pushed behind those gnarly ears she loved to hate. Placing one foot before the other, she walked along the stage as if she owned it. She introduced herself and mentioned some of her current deals. For about ten minutes, she showed them all how to work the catwalk.

Many of the boys gave catcalls.

“Simmer down, guys,” Mila said. “Now, everyone who wants to be in the competition please sign up.” She pointed to the workers on her team who were sitting in the back and identified which worker would help sign-ups for which age range. When Veronica came to stand by her, Mila decided to divulge the truth. “I forgot to tell you. Lido might be coming by. Oops.”

“Yeah, oops, Mila. She came to my house and spent the night.”

Mila leaned back and gave her a once-over, looking her up and down. “What?”

“You know what. If not, I’d have come here bloated and disgusted with myself. Lido’s taking her medication. If we’re can keep her on it, Mila . . .” Veronica sighed, blue eyes wide with hope. “I believe she can be a better person.”

Before Mila could ask about what medication her sister was on, the Nigerian poetess, Nkem, caught her eye. The young mother stood back a bit, gnawing on her lip, but looked desperate to speak.

“Hey, Nkem,” Mila included her into the fold.

She hardly stopped battering her bottom lip to speak. “Ms. Mila, can I ask you a few questions?”

Veronica pulled back somewhat, offering a smile.

“Sure,” Mila said.

“If I got a modeling gig, can I still be in the competition? Or is it for people who’ve never done anything?”

“Hmmm, I haven’t thought of that,” Mila said. She looked to Veronica.

“When I was a kid, my mom spent any money she could hide from my father on pageants. Most of them had rules, which implied if you had made X amount of money, you were unable to sign up.

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