A small fry

Dark, it was too dark that she couldn't see herself, watch the skies, look around and even move. She's frozen on her spot as she stared at the scene in front of her which held nothing. Depicting her inner turmoil.

The Darkness beyond her was mirroring the emptiness she felt. She extended her hands and reached for something, anything to hold on to. Suddenly, a dim light emitted from a silhouette of a man. It was as if she had known him, he was too familiar.

She was about to reach him when suddenly she was awoken by the light call of her attendee. Her lashes fluttered open as she tried to calm her breathing. Cold eyes glinted and stared daggers to the old attendee, making the old one flinch and look away nervously.

"what do you need?" Cyllene mumbles with her hoarse voice.

"Miss Dia arrived, Miss" nervously taking a courtesy and left in a rush. Cyllene then ruffled her hair, stood up, cleaned her bed and did her routine.

As she finished, she then went on the grand staircase and watched a lady in her turquoise dress glanced from here to there, admiring the intricate design of her Manor. With the help of her hand fan, she managed to hide her rapacious being, she may appear passionate and appreciative, but she can't fool her (Cyllene).

Dia is a luscious woman, her Hazel locks and green orbs seems to be more alluring than ever, carefully hiding the deep intention behind the pretty smile and dainty smiles.

"Cal, darling. I've scheduled you a meeting with Mr. Criode (Kroy), the man has been pulling strings just to meet you. So I made him a favor and set a date for you two, a bit of gathering won't hurt. " Dia held her hand whilst rubbing the back of her palm. As if tempting her.

Cyllene grunted a no and walked ahead to the waiting Zenvo ST1 on it's customized pink glittery coat.

Left alone inside the Manor, Dia bit her lower lip in frustration and followed Cy with a heavy heart. The girl has been too bold by the minute and she is not liking it.

She had only taken this job because of the heavy check waiting for her if she kept the girl occupied and controlled, she was specially informed to match the girl with wealthy men as early as she could, yet the girl had never cooperated. Eyes glinting with mischievousness as she thought of schemes on how to keep the girl from leaving her grasp. She's no top manager if she can't take over a small fry.