Meet Stella Cruze

She walked into the club,her cut out heels clacking like a typewriter.

Power, dominance and potence in every step.All eyes were on her as she  catwalked her way into the club with her black minaudiere purse in her hand which can't be looked at without noticing her long  black and white nails that followed in a pattern.

She wore a black long tube  dress with sleeves, exposing  a little cleavage and also uncloaking how curvaceous she was.

Her hair was bronde with face framing layers.She wore a light pink cut crease eyes make-up.A perfect touch for her brown eyes.Her full  lips were glossy ,coated with the perfect nude combo, suiting her light brown skin.

She smelled like heaven.Like a sharp lingering sweetness of incense.Her scent could be heard when she walked pass you even over the smell of alcohol and weed in the atmosphere.

She got to the VIP section and took a seat behind the bar.The bartender couldn't help but stare .He was mesmerized by this voluptuous classy and lavishing lady.She smirked. This wasn't the first guy who got transfixed due to her looks.

"Whiskey please"She said  .Her voice was dulcet.

"Um...one whiskey.Coming up."He when he finally came to his senses.

He place the glass of whiskey on the bar and she picked it up."Is there a way that this bartender would know your name , beautiful?"He tried flirting with her

She scoffed.

He was so funny to her.Did he possibly think that she, Stella Cruze, would ever like him or even go with the flow?

If so , he was dreaming.Stella Cruze is untouchable.

Okay so she flirts with everyone but no one flirts with her.

Stella Cruze falls for no one.Love is not on her menu.

"No thank you."She said ."Not even a little chance?"He asked.She said no,didn't she?So why was this guy trying to still flirt with her?

He asked for this, not her.He asked for his own embarrassment and not her.

"Do you know who I am?"She asked."No.But I'll like to find out."He said.

She smiled."How flattering?"She said."You think I'd tell such a low class dummy like you my name?"She asked."Hey that's rude."

Stella let out scornful laughter."I am rude.You should ask about me.Wink."She said and winked at the poor bartender.

Stella Cruze was daughter of Magdalene Cruze, the  most puissant,dominated rich woman in town with a lot of companies....owning the Cruze Empire.Member of a mafia clan and her popularity centered on her domineering demeanor and  overwhelming wealth.

Stella unfortunately inherited the domineering demeanor of her mother.She was confident, independent and flawless.She was insistent and to her,Love was nothing .

Love ruined her family completely.Love turned her mother into some bitch—more like a psychopath —who left the Empire in her care and went around being a slut.Being a sugar mommy.

Magdalene was insane.

Now she sent Stella to persuade Mr Jones into working with them since she knew it was no big deal for her badass sexy daughter.

Stella sipped her whiskey and sat waiting for Mr Jones' arrival.