After lunch Leroy goes back to his office while Shayla relaxes on the living room sofa, watching a film.
Films and books have always been a time wasting thing to do as you become emerged into what you're seeing.
When it turns five, Linda knocks on the couple's door, for Shayla. It had been planned before Shayla and Dean had broke up, that Linda would be the one driving to the glamour runway show.
Glamour had booked in their photographer to do a pre-show shoot before Shayla walked the runway tonight. The photographer would be taking photos throughout the runway show as well, all of the photos at the end would be collated together to go into Glamour's magazine for this month.
Shayla had already showered and gotten herself dressed after her film had finished earlier, so she was ready to leave the house. Shayla opens the door quickly before calling out to Leroy who's now in the kitchen finishing his coffee off 'I'm off now'.
Leroy downs the rest of his coffee as quickly as he can when he hears his wife's voice, before swiping his car keys off the kitchen table.
Shayla watches her husband's movements, realising his heading out too. 'Where are you going?' She questions quizzically, her eyebrows screwed up in confusion causing Leroy to chuckle on his way over to her.
'I'm taking you, I want to watch my wife on the runway' he announces, grabbing his wife's slender waist, manoeuvring her out of the house.
'Linda, you can leave your car here, you can ride with us' Leroy offers lightly but Linda refuses 'oh, no, no, that's alright President Shark, I'll follow behind you'.
Linda would have happily gotten a lift but after the couple had used her office like their bedroom she didn't want to find out what they would use Leroy's car for! She could just imagine the couple becoming intimate, causing her to be kicked out!
Leroy hums in response but doesn't protest on the matter, with Linda gone, he had his little firecracker all to himself.
Within a relationship, the small intimate moments are the best!
All three get into their respective cars then drive over to the venue for Glamour's runway show. When the car pulls up, Leroy turns the ignition off then pulls Shayla's body forward, planting a tantalising kiss on her beautiful lips.
'I'll be watching from the audience sweetheart, I'm expecting a spectacular performance from you' he says, then kisses Shayla's lips again.
Shayla pulls back and whispers 'I'll try' then she unbuckles herself and climbs out of the car, shutting the door behind her.
Leroy unbuckles and climbs out, then calls over
'Lewis will find you once his here, you're now one of my models, remember that'
Shayla stops walking as she smiles over her shoulder, before watching her man walk into the venue via the VIP entrance. Once the door closes she turns back, joining Linda, who's currently waiting for her. Then both women go through the backstage door, making their way to the dressing room.
Glamour may be a high end brand, but Shayla was a B list model, without announcing any comeback, as of yet, she was seen as just another model. With her breakup being publicised over the news, her private dressing room was removed. Linda was flabbergasted when they found out from the shows director!
'You're now a nobody Shayla! You don't get perks unless you have a background or a strong backing! Your dressing room has been given to an A list model so you can either get yourself ready with the others or you can leave' the director sneers, thinking too highly of himself. He had always disliked greedy models, if one didn't have background or backing then he wasn't fussed where they dressed. They could change in the alleyway for all he cared, he only had to respect those that were at a higher level than him.
Shayla stays quiet, looking at the man in contempt before grabbing an anger bubbling Linda by the arm, into the shared dressing room. Shayla knew full well how the entertainment industry worked, she was in fact a nobody right now unless she chose to disclose her identity as Mrs Shark. If she did this though, she would be breaking the contract with her husband.
'You can't let that director do this to you Shay!' Linda cries in protest.
How could the director throw away Shayla like a piece of trash? She was walking his runway!
'It's fine, stop stressing yourself, now make yourself useful and help me get ready' Shayla reassures, not wanting Linda to cause a scene, if Shayla didn't distract Linda, this would be on this evening's news!
Linda begrudgingly lets her anger fade as she helps Shayla into the outfit she will be showcasing in the show, a silver, figure fitting, diamanté dress that flares into tassels at the bottom. This was part of the sex collection glamour's fashion designer had created, he believed a woman who was dazzling, was eye catching. The dress was form fitting but had a slit along one side, enhancing the models leg, this screams sex!
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It was now time for the pre-show shoots, Shayla was just waiting for her name to be called. In the meantime Shayla touched up her eye silver glistening eyeshadow and cherry pink lipstick.
Glamour's photographer's assistant comes back to the joint dressing room calling names
'Talia, Courtney and Shayla your up, follow me'
All three women and their assistants get up and follow the photographer's assistant to the adjoining photography studio.
Shayla and Linda wait patiently, watching the other models pose and complete their pre-show shoots.
As Courtney leaves the room, Shayla steps onto the photography set, posing for the camera, the photographer smiles while clicking away.
After ten shots the photographer calls out
'That's a rap'. Shayla walks off the set, joining Linda, both women make their way back to the dressing room, sitting back down, waiting quietly for the show to start.
Meanwhile Lewis has finally arrived at the venue, he hurriedly rushes in, to find his boss.
'I'm sorry I'm late President Shark! There was so much traffic, it wasn't my fault' Lewis apologises profusely as soon as he gets to Leroy.
Leroy nods curtly before giving instructions
'Go find my wife, ensure she's fine in the backstage, any problems, come find me'. Lewis nods before scurrying off to find Shayla.
The backstage is busy, women are running around getting their second outfits ready for the show, it's loud and manic. When Lewis spots the show director, a man in a black suit, shouting orders to a group of staff, he walks over swiftly, tapping the man on his shoulder. The director turns around swiftly without thinking, shouting
'What?!' Before realising who is standing in front of him. The directors demeanour changes within a heartbeat, bowing down. Then babbles
'I'm so sorry assistant Lewis, I wasn't expecting you!, anyway, how may I help you?'
'I'm looking for a Miss Taylor, president Shark wants me to see her, immediately!'
'Oh, is President Shark here? Has president Shark come to watch our show?' The director says gleefully, it's an honour to have the SHARK at one's show, especially a small one, like glamour's.
Lewis nods his head curtly in confirmation
'Yes, now where can I find Miss Taylor?'
'Follow me' the director says, escorting Lewis through the backstage, straight into the joint dressing room!
Lewis is highly confused, Linda had previously sent the contract to him, via Leroy's orders, so he knew Shayla was supposed to get her own dressing room. If Leroy found out Glamour was not abiding by their contract with his wife he would be furious.
'Why are we in here?' Lewis questions, probing the director for answers.
'Assistant Lewis, you of all people should know that models get dressed in here' the director chuckles lightly in amusement.
'Miss Taylor signed a contract with your company, the contract empathises Miss Taylor would be allocated a personal dressing room' Lewis says informatively causing the show directors face to pale!
All the blood drains from the man's face when Lewis says this! He realised he had made a huge mistake by giving away Shayla's dressing room. The director turns his head hesitantly to Lewis
'How, how do you know that?
Lewis smirks knowingly at the man, before dropping the bomb all people hate to hear
'Miss Taylor is president Sharks newest model, she's now a part of Scope Entertainment' Lewis's words feel like sharp daggers! How could the director be so stupid! A scope entertainments model was walking his runway! And he had the audacity to disregard her! The director swiftly takes Lewis the rest of the way to Shayla before apologising to both of them sincerely
'I'm dreadfully sorry assistant Lewis and to you too Shayla, if I had known you were a scope's model, I would never have treated you the way I did! Please, please forgive me! I love my career! If the SHARK finds out about this! Im done for'
Shayla's turns to the director, her eyes narrowing
'I thought my contract would be abided by director, you personally took my dressing room away. If that wasn't enough, you called me a nobody! Does it look like I'm a nobody now?'
The director is in a cold sweat! His body is shaking in absolute fear as he shakes his head 'no'
'Neither of us will inform president Shark about this incident, however I would like you to think twice before treating people disrespectfully in the future. I came here today to walk the runway as a nobody but that doesn't mean I deserve to be treated like trash!' Shayla explains confidently.
The director forces a smile back at Shayla
'This will never happen again Miss Taylor, I assure you, I have learnt my lesson'
Shayla turns back to her dressing table mirror, the director practically runs away, hiding from everyone until the show starts.
He had made a grave mistake today!