DAMIEN
On my way to the office, I couldn't stop thinking about a certain brunette.
'Did I stay up all night doing some research on her?'
Yes I did.
I'm not ashamed to admit that she has indeed caught my attention, as I strode out of the parking lot and headed to my office lobby. The brunette stood there, waiting like she does every fucking day, but today seems different….different because I took note of her pale white skin underneath that blue dress she likes wearing.
She still had flats on today, which made me wonder if the girl has a problem with heels, regardless I walked past her, pretending not to notice her but I had already gotten a whiff of her lavender perfume.
"Good morning Mr Torrance"
I heard her tiny voice as she followed behind me in hurried steps, without turning back to address her…
"What's my schedule for today?" I asked as I got inside the elevator, along with Dylan and the little brunette.
"Sir, you have a meeting with the CEO of Yang Globals about the merger and after that there's a briefing in the board room. You have lunch with Miss Lana Rey this afternoon and a shareholders meeting by 3pm"
"Hmm" I hummed in acknowledgment while I glanced at the girl standing next to me, she looked more composed than she did last night. I could still remember the scene with the drool on the side of her cheek and her hair all messy….the more I think about it…the more I want to….
I had to stop myself from completing that thought when the elevator doors opened and she scurried away like a little bird running from a flame.
My lips tilted in amusement as I walked into my office not bothering to spare her another glance. I settled in my office chair and removed my suit Jacket, I could feel her gaze through the glass walls.
"Interesting …"
I whispered while I went though some of the files on my desk, the meeting doesn't start till 10am and I still have thirty minutes.
I'm going to be meeting with the CEO of Yang Globals to discuss the merger, something that had been on my mind for weeks now. I couldn't just rush in and make a decision, that's not how I do things. I had to bid my time to think about it probably because while a merger would be good for my company, I also had to consider the fact that I would be working with a little entitled spoil brat.
The CEO of Yang Globals, Liam Chen, we met in college and back then, he was as stupid as they come. The little rich boy who couldn't care less about hard work because he had access to his fathers wealth. He was the definition of a silly playboy, of course everyone assumed it was a phase….something every teenager does in college but he was happy to prove them all wrong by continuing with his insolence even after he was made CEO.
Well everyone else but me, I couldn't care less wether he was a spoilt brat or an entitled playboy, I just didn't give a fuck. But now that my company is going to be merging with his, I had to put it all into consideration.
At the end of the day, my board of directors voted for the merger and even though I could have turned it down by saying no, I had to agree because of the profits and more publicity my company would be getting.
The sound of my office phone ringing cut me off from my trail of thoughts, the only one who calls this phone is my secretary and why the fuck is she calling when she could have just walked in. Perhaps she's feeling a bit shy or embarrassed after what happened last night.
"Yes"
I spoke with an annoyed tone the moment the call connected.
"Mr Sterling is here to see you" She spoke in that small voice of hers.
I didn't bother to look up..I had no intention of seeing that motherfucker today and so I replied with a serious tone.
"Don't let him in"
I dropped the phone down immediately I gave my response and focused my gaze back on the paper work on my desk but before I could get through reading the first line….
"You know I only asked her to inform you out of courtesy right?" Dylan spoke as he waltzed into my office.
I could hear his footsteps as he approached my desk, this guy was the last person I need on my fucking nerves today.
"I thought I told her not to let you in" I spoke with anger in my tone as I glanced at the girl who quickly dropped her eyes to her computer, avoiding my gaze.
I then fixed my stare on Micheal but the fella just had an apologetic look on his face as he rubbed his hand on the side of his neck.
"What? You really think Micheal can stop me from walking into your office?" He asked with a smug look on his face, feeling proud of himself for being able to bypass my Body guard and my excuse for a secretary.
"Well I expect him to, if he can't do his job right then I guess I need to find someone who can" I added a little more volume than needed on the last part, making sure Micheal heard me.
"Ha ha ha…very funny Damon"Dylan spoke as he walked around my table..touching everything he could find and even playing with some of the files I had to go through.
'What a fucking nuisance'
"What do you want Dylan?" I asked, not bothering to hide the annoyance in my tone.
"Well I'm here on behalf of mother dearest" Dylan spoke with a cheeky smile on his lips.
I could already guess what he was going to say but nevertheless I still asked like I was interested.
"What does she want this time?" I asked with impatience written all over my face. Although I have no problem with my mother, I just can't help it, I've been in a foul mood since I got out of bed this morning…no… pretty sure it's since I had an encounter with the brunette.
"Chill out Damon, she's just inviting you to dinner, it's the Old man's birthday tomorrow and she's hosting a family dinner. Everyone is going to be there, including Uncle Albert and she's really hop….."
"I'm busy tomorrow night" I lied, cutting him short. 'Family dinner? More like my mum lecturing me all night about how I need to settle down…get married… have kids'
'You are not getting any younger' were her exact words but I'm just fucking 27 years old.
"No you are not. I already checked in with your secretary who was kind enough to tell me about your schedule tomorrow, which I forwarded to mother so.." he paused with victory on his face as he watched my face conjure with different expressions namely anger and annoyance. "You don't have any excuse this time."
I glare at Dylan while the motherfuking has the guts to grin like he had won a fucking medal. I was about to counter when a knock on my door catches my attention.
"Mr Torrance, it's time for your meeting" came a feminine voice drawing both our attention.
Immediately my eyes reached hers… I notice how she swallowed the lump in her throat and quickly retreated her steps.
'Good…she's scared…how dare she disclose my schedule to this motherfucker without my permission'
I returned my attention back to Dylan as I stoop up and grabbed my suit Jacket, I put it on walked out of the office. I could hear Dylan cursing me as I strode out without a care in the world.