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.It was fun spending so much of someoneelse s money. We giggle together. Have you seen the kitchen? I ask. I ve not seen it complete.I bet it s incredible. It is, go and take a look.I m going to get myself ready in the spa.I ve done everything in the otherapartments so concentrate up here.This is where the action will be.Make sure all the cushions areplumped and in place.I want the peppers on the chopping boards shiny.Use Pledge! The mini Dyson ishere.Hoover up any stray bits on the bedroom carpets, I hand her the fully charged, hand held hoover. Just use your initiative.If there s anything you re not sure of, make a note.Okay?She grabs the hoover from me. I love these things. she revs the Dyson, posing like a cowboy in astandoff. How old are you? I ask on an eye roll.She screws her face up, grins and sets off to follow through on my instructions.An hour later, after utilising all of Lusso s fancy spa facilities, I m ready.My dress is creaseless andmy hair is behaving.I take a little wander around.This will be my last time here, and it will soon becrowded with business people and high society, so I make the most of my last opportunity to savour thesheer magnificence of the place.It s mind-blowing.I still can t believe this is my work.I smile to myselfas I stand in the colossal open space on the first floor.Bi-folding doors lead to an L shaped terrace, withlimestone paving, a decked area, sun loungers and a huge Jacuzzi.There s a study, dining room, a hugearchway leading into a ridiculously large kitchen, and a back-lit onyx staircase that rises to the four en-suite bedrooms and a massive master suite.The spa, fitness centre and swimming pool, on the groundfloor of the building, are exclusive to the residents of Lusso, but the penthouse boasts its own gym.It sstunning.Whoever s brought this place definitely likes the finer things in life and for a cool ten million,they ve got it.I make my way back to the kitchen and find Victoria, still armed with the Dyson. All done, she declares as she hoovers up a stray crumb on the marble worktop. Well, let s drink. I smirk and pick up two glasses of champagne, handing one to Victoria. Here s to you, Ava.Stylish in body and in mind, She giggles, raising her glass in a toast.We bothswig and sigh. Wow! This is good. She looks at the bottle. Ca Del Bosco, Cuvée Annamaria Clementi, 1993.It s Italian, of course. I raise my brow andVictoria giggles again.I hear chatter coming from the entrance hall, so I wander out of the kitchen, finding Tom gawping like agoldfish and Patrick smiling proudly. Ava, this is some serious special, darling! Tom runs at me, throwing his arms around my body.Hepulls back, looking me up and down. Love the dress.Very tight.I wish I could say the same for Tom, who takes colour clash to extreme levels.I squint at his brightblue shirt and red tie combo. Put the girl down, Tom.You ll crease her, Patrick grumbles, gently shoving him aside and leaningdown to peck me on the cheek. I m very proud of you, flower.You ve done a marvelous job, and between me and you He leans into my ear and whispers. The developer has hinted they want you onboard for the next project in Holland Park. He winks at me, his wrinkled face wrinkling further. Now,where s that champagne? This way, I lead them into the huge kitchen, hearing more cooing from Tom.The place really is thatspecial. Cheers! I chant, after handing them all a glass of champagne. Cheers! They all raise their glasses.I spend a few hours being introduced to high society and explaining my inspiration behind the design.Journalists from architecture and interior magazines swan around taking photographs and generally pokingabout.Much to my displeasure, they hustle me onto velvet chaise lounge for a shot.Patrick drags me frompillar to post, proclaiming his pride and insisting, to anyone that will listen, that I ve single handedly putRococo Union on the designers map.I blush profusely, repeatedly playing down his declarations.I m thankful when Kate shows up.I usher her into the kitchen, thrusting a glass of champagne in herhand and take another for myself. Bit posh, eh? she muses, gazing around the plush kitchen. It makes my place look like a clutteredmess.I laugh at the referral to her cute, homely town house that looks like Cath Kidston has vomited, sneezedand coughed all over it. You mean impressive, I m sure. Yes, that too.I couldn t live here though. she says with no shame at all.I m not offended.While I mproud of the finished result, the sheer vastness of the place intimidates me. Me either. I concur. I saw Matt earlier. She downs her champagne, immediately scooping up another from a tray as awaiter passes. Oh, I bet that was nice for you. I tease, imagining Kate hissing and spitting like a cat at poor Matt.It sno less than he deserves. No, it wasn t.The part where he told me that you were going out for dinner with him was particularlyunpleasant. She purses her lips at me. Ava, what are you thinking? I m here to threaten you. Oh, and there was me thinking you d come to support your friend in her working triumph. I raise myeyebrows. Pah! Your working life is not an area in which you need support.On the other hand, your personal lifeis very interesting lately. She jiggles her eyebrows up and down suggestively.I know what she s gettingat, and she s not heard the half of it.Damn Matt as well.We re not even together anymore and he stillcan t resist winding her up.I feign a hurt face. You needn t worry.I assure you, I m not going back to that.I m enjoying being manfree, and that isn t going to change anytime soon.Anyway, for the record, Matt s winding you up. I sipmy champagne. Not even for tall, handsome, slightly older blondes? She grins.I narrow my eyes on her. Not even then. I confirm. Oh, don t be such a bore [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]
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.It was fun spending so much of someoneelse s money. We giggle together. Have you seen the kitchen? I ask. I ve not seen it complete.I bet it s incredible. It is, go and take a look.I m going to get myself ready in the spa.I ve done everything in the otherapartments so concentrate up here.This is where the action will be.Make sure all the cushions areplumped and in place.I want the peppers on the chopping boards shiny.Use Pledge! The mini Dyson ishere.Hoover up any stray bits on the bedroom carpets, I hand her the fully charged, hand held hoover. Just use your initiative.If there s anything you re not sure of, make a note.Okay?She grabs the hoover from me. I love these things. she revs the Dyson, posing like a cowboy in astandoff. How old are you? I ask on an eye roll.She screws her face up, grins and sets off to follow through on my instructions.An hour later, after utilising all of Lusso s fancy spa facilities, I m ready.My dress is creaseless andmy hair is behaving.I take a little wander around.This will be my last time here, and it will soon becrowded with business people and high society, so I make the most of my last opportunity to savour thesheer magnificence of the place.It s mind-blowing.I still can t believe this is my work.I smile to myselfas I stand in the colossal open space on the first floor.Bi-folding doors lead to an L shaped terrace, withlimestone paving, a decked area, sun loungers and a huge Jacuzzi.There s a study, dining room, a hugearchway leading into a ridiculously large kitchen, and a back-lit onyx staircase that rises to the four en-suite bedrooms and a massive master suite.The spa, fitness centre and swimming pool, on the groundfloor of the building, are exclusive to the residents of Lusso, but the penthouse boasts its own gym.It sstunning.Whoever s brought this place definitely likes the finer things in life and for a cool ten million,they ve got it.I make my way back to the kitchen and find Victoria, still armed with the Dyson. All done, she declares as she hoovers up a stray crumb on the marble worktop. Well, let s drink. I smirk and pick up two glasses of champagne, handing one to Victoria. Here s to you, Ava.Stylish in body and in mind, She giggles, raising her glass in a toast.We bothswig and sigh. Wow! This is good. She looks at the bottle. Ca Del Bosco, Cuvée Annamaria Clementi, 1993.It s Italian, of course. I raise my brow andVictoria giggles again.I hear chatter coming from the entrance hall, so I wander out of the kitchen, finding Tom gawping like agoldfish and Patrick smiling proudly. Ava, this is some serious special, darling! Tom runs at me, throwing his arms around my body.Hepulls back, looking me up and down. Love the dress.Very tight.I wish I could say the same for Tom, who takes colour clash to extreme levels.I squint at his brightblue shirt and red tie combo. Put the girl down, Tom.You ll crease her, Patrick grumbles, gently shoving him aside and leaningdown to peck me on the cheek. I m very proud of you, flower.You ve done a marvelous job, and between me and you He leans into my ear and whispers. The developer has hinted they want you onboard for the next project in Holland Park. He winks at me, his wrinkled face wrinkling further. Now,where s that champagne? This way, I lead them into the huge kitchen, hearing more cooing from Tom.The place really is thatspecial. Cheers! I chant, after handing them all a glass of champagne. Cheers! They all raise their glasses.I spend a few hours being introduced to high society and explaining my inspiration behind the design.Journalists from architecture and interior magazines swan around taking photographs and generally pokingabout.Much to my displeasure, they hustle me onto velvet chaise lounge for a shot.Patrick drags me frompillar to post, proclaiming his pride and insisting, to anyone that will listen, that I ve single handedly putRococo Union on the designers map.I blush profusely, repeatedly playing down his declarations.I m thankful when Kate shows up.I usher her into the kitchen, thrusting a glass of champagne in herhand and take another for myself. Bit posh, eh? she muses, gazing around the plush kitchen. It makes my place look like a clutteredmess.I laugh at the referral to her cute, homely town house that looks like Cath Kidston has vomited, sneezedand coughed all over it. You mean impressive, I m sure. Yes, that too.I couldn t live here though. she says with no shame at all.I m not offended.While I mproud of the finished result, the sheer vastness of the place intimidates me. Me either. I concur. I saw Matt earlier. She downs her champagne, immediately scooping up another from a tray as awaiter passes. Oh, I bet that was nice for you. I tease, imagining Kate hissing and spitting like a cat at poor Matt.It sno less than he deserves. No, it wasn t.The part where he told me that you were going out for dinner with him was particularlyunpleasant. She purses her lips at me. Ava, what are you thinking? I m here to threaten you. Oh, and there was me thinking you d come to support your friend in her working triumph. I raise myeyebrows. Pah! Your working life is not an area in which you need support.On the other hand, your personal lifeis very interesting lately. She jiggles her eyebrows up and down suggestively.I know what she s gettingat, and she s not heard the half of it.Damn Matt as well.We re not even together anymore and he stillcan t resist winding her up.I feign a hurt face. You needn t worry.I assure you, I m not going back to that.I m enjoying being manfree, and that isn t going to change anytime soon.Anyway, for the record, Matt s winding you up. I sipmy champagne. Not even for tall, handsome, slightly older blondes? She grins.I narrow my eyes on her. Not even then. I confirm. Oh, don t be such a bore [ Pobierz caÅ‚ość w formacie PDF ]