Captivated by Mr. Billionaire
sly at the little w
woke up early this morning and sent away my driver to personally go to a b
that I barel
one of the employees had to walk up to me and offer to help me. It must've looked utterly ri
ce's floor. When I stepped out of the elevator, I was met with the usual
g in her glass office and typing away at her desk even th
ke my presence known as to not startle her,
r desk toward me. She nervously shuffled behind the door, keep
uldn't figure out what I had done wrong last night, but
apology for last night. I'll try to remember to keep my distance in the future, so I
pt out from behind the door and graciously accepted the bag. Holding it in
es wi
he had a lovely voice, one that was sweet but not in the sickeningly sweet
off from her doorway, diverting my eyes as I suddenly found it difficult to look straight at her. "Um... I'
ducked into my own office, ignoring the st
my office before dropping all my stuff on the table and slumping
mother's blind dates stalked me all the way to my office and sprawled herself acro
y life, I had never
my work to bring it up to where it is now. Sure I went on dates here and there as per my mother's and Sebasti
s. Belcalis?
ys ago and spent a total of
e I found her attr
eeing pretty
ear unnecessary thoughts. It
dn't look like she wanted to pounce me with every glance. I shivered at
esh air, something nice that reminded me that at
so no need to think
ptop open and threw myself into my new st
th ease as I burie
reputation in the business world, it could sometimes be
to have that list of invoices ready and on my desk by yeste
of the line, prattling about with s
ly spat it out, forgetting that it was the dis
or, making me whip my head around in annoyance, wondering wh
nd Ms. Belcalis standing outside my offic
o be going to that mee
er to give me one minute, to
nd listen to me well. I don't give a fuck about whatever story you concocted in your head, but I
e him made my head hurt, and it didn't help that I haven't had any good coffee the
forget the finalized contract for the architectural firm. I picked up my j
Belcalis, "We're meeting with th
dded q
still be out running errands, so I'll drive. Send
By the time we made it to the garage, Ms. Be
couldn't keep up with my large strides. I quickly apologized as I opened the door to my
City. I couldn't tell if she didn't like my driving or if she was just still scared of being near me, but sh
nuckles had already turned completely white. I glanced at her wo
de to side and looked like she was about to puke. Yet, she didn't say a single word
trying to step out of the elevator and pa
on, rather than relief, when s
eling unwell from the car ride. Please don't push yourself and get yourself a drink as you r
ly but eventually gave in
micro kitchen before walking to the conference roo
I pulled out the finalized contract and tossed it onto the tablet, marking the
s later, I still couldn
o be worrying about her so much. Yet, why was I sti
oat, "Um, Mr. Cordova. We don't have any more options left to
ay any attention to their presentation and
kyscraper would be good for implementing the open space and nature-aesc concept in the 7th design. Something to enhance my employee's
arted scribbling away on their tablets in an att
in search of anything else that may be useful, I found my eyes drawn to the back o
, a little less pale, as she made
e was already occupied,
xpression, she wa
red, "Are you feeling
rd by my uncharacteristic level of concern for an employee's wellbeing.
hest relaxed ever so
eam of employees looking up to me, there was only a sin