Chapter 7:Making Out Session Gone Viral

Anastasia's POV
"Anty Anastasia please wake up already!"
"Uhm" letting out a tired yawn. Thanks to my friend for waking me up so early and in a not so subtle manner. Already elegantly dressed in her high heels, it's a miracle how Jennifer always manages to keep her hair that straight and out together all the time. She is meant to be on the spot and in no way looks like a kindergarten teacher.
"Why are you shouting this early in the morning?" I groaned, stretching my arms and body on the bed.
"Well, in case you did not check your time. It's already 7:27AM and if you don't start getting ready now. You will be late for work"
"Aishhhh" I groaned again mistakenly hitting and pushing down the box on the bed with my left leg. Damn, this box right here was what kept me awake all night.
"Hey, Anastasia, can you please get rid of this trash already before it changes our whole mood in this house" Jennifer complained at the box containing all of Vincent's property and anything that will remind me of any memories of him that we have enjoyed together from the picture frames down to the socks and scarf he always gifts me during Christmas holidays.
"Wow, but your guardian angel must have been by your side. "
"What do you mean Jennifer?"
"The award was not given to Vincent! You need to see the green look on Alia's face. It was priceless and they kind of both deserve that embarrassment after calling and inviting their family members and friends. It was on TV too, this karma was huge Anty Anastasia '' Jennifer has to be Jennifer laughing hard at the funny and yet not so funny situation.
It came as a surprise to me, after the encounter with Mr hot guy in glasses. I wanted to confront him again but I didn't have the strength and I was so tired. So anything that will be should just be.
You can imagine my shock when Mr Got guy was introduced as the president of Zico Empire as if I will believe such a young guy is the Brian behind Zico's Empire award-winning projects in health, education, real estate and technology. He must be a representative of some kind of personal assistant, I concluded.
"Yaa!" I hit her with one of the panda teddy bears on my bed. "Why on earth are you calling me an Anty for this early morning?"
"At the rate at which your black eye bags are becoming too prominent and a big one can mistake you for a married woman with too many kids and dogs to take care of..." She said with a wicked grin knowing how much calling me an Aunt will piss me off.
"Everyone calls me little sister, can't you see how short I am next to you and your high heels. There is no way I can be mistaken for an Aunt. Where is Dior by the way?"
"I let him out the back garden, to do whatever..."
"Jennifer, how many times will I always tell you. Dior is not a he but a she..." I complained trying to sniff down another yawn with the back of my left hand. Well, yesterday was a rather interesting day so I can't blame my joints for giving out tardiness.
Ignoring me and turning her attention to her phone, my rival. When it comes to getting Jennifer's attention. I am so grateful she didn't bring Vincent's topic up, it's rather too early for that and not an early morning discussion, rays of bright sunlight already making their way into my room through the light thick pink curtains.
"You dancing swan! Why didn't you tell me you were making out with a billionaire all night? I have never felt this betrayed and you are here wondering why I am always with my phone!"
"...?!"
"Here, don't lie down there looking all innocent. When she saw that I wasn't making a move to get up or say a word about this absurd accusation.
" Here, see it for yourself" And zap, I don't know when I stood up on the bed, mouth ajar and eyes widened at the video I am watching. Possible a video thousands of people have already watched. It was a video of me and Mr Hot guy in that hotel room struggling to let go and not making out.