Megan POV
After the meeting, I quickly dashed out of the boardroom, OMG I can't believe Rhone. He is such a disgusting pig, who obviously wasn't raised right, his parents did a poor job, or maybe he did bad on his own? It was finally noon, I was supposed to be at lunch, saddened by the thoughts of lunch I miss having lunch with my best friend, I had no friends, and am new here, pulled out my cellphone scrolled through I came across Stevie's number, I gathered the strength and finally deleted it, clutching my phone towards my chest, I hope she finds peace, I hope she forgives me one day, lost in my thoughts, I collided with someone, papers flying everywhere, I sprint as fast as I could back on my legs, helping who's to ever I bumped into gathering their documents,
“Um— I'm so sorry, I can be clumsy sometimes,” I apologized, but she said nothing, we both stood up, and I held my hand out hoping for a handshake, I was desperate for a new friend,
“Hi my name is Megan, nice to meet you, ” she stood there observing me for a good minute or so before saying anything,
“Hi, — I am Natalie, friends call me Nat,” noticing her dark skin like my immediately, but it had a darker shade, plus her accent, it sounds like she was from the Caribbean,
“Where you from Nat, you sound almost Jama…”
“Jamaican? Yeah, my parents are Jamaicans, and they were strict on maintaining culture growing up,” she smiled. I like Natalie, I really did. Our moment was interrupted by my phone constant ringing, I fumbled over the device, immediately seeing an incoming call from an unknown number,
“Hello— Who is this”,
“Aye thank god Francis, it's Rhone, I need you here in five minutes, I need you to accompany me to lunch, you're needed to take brief notes and such, sending my driver for you right now. Be downstairs in three seconds”,
“three seconds! How the hell did you get my number and how do expect me to—”
Click! The line went dead
Did this motherfucker end the call on me, not realizing Natalie was still standing there,
"Sorry about that, it was my asshole if a boss," we exchanged numbers and I dashed downstairs, just in time as Rhone driver arrives.
Damn it, it has been only one day with Rhone, and I am already at my breaking point, as the car pulled up to a restaurant, my mouth dropped, I know this place, it was a common spot for rich people, I exited the car and made my way in, I was greeted by the host who proceeded to ask if I had reservations, As I was about to speak, Rhone popped up out of nowhere,
“It's okay, she is with me, come along Ms. Francis, ”
Ms.? Mhm... I curious as to why no insults weren't launched at me, faking your personality in public Rhone, just what do you have up your selves.
Making our way to an empty table with four empty seats, Oh I guess we are early. He pulled out a chair and gestured me to sit, I smiled and did just that, and he went ahead and sit beside me.
“Now Francis”, he muttered almost in a whisper,
“I'm meeting a Spanish businessman in just a few, he is a billionaire and I need to nail this deal, to send G.L.O.S.H straight to the top, way ahead of our competitors and for Christ fucking sake, don't talk just write, understood??” He gave me a harsh glance,
"Yes, I understand," I breathed out.
“Aye Mr. Rodriguez welcome sir,”
Standing up from his seat, he gave me a slight kick under the table indicating I should get up also, I did just that, bowed and showed common courtesy,
“Hola, gusto en conocerlo Sr. Rhone, hablemos de negocios, de acuerdo?” turning my head, I shifted my gaze at Rhone who obviously didn't know Spanish, he was panicking and Mr. Rodriguez looked puzzled, well-known businessman and he doesn't even speak a second language,
“Encantado de conocerlo Sr. Rodríguez, el Sr. Rhone tiene dolor de garganta, hablaré en su nombre ”
Rhone's face fell flat on the ground when I responded on his behalf, he underestimated me, and he felt ashamed, throughout the rest of the meeting, I was the one who mainly spoke, Mr. Rodriguez and I spoke Chinese fluently within between jokes, Rhone was uncomfortable throughout the whole meeting, he kept asking me what's happening,
Prancing to my feet, I shook Mr. Rodriguez hand, thanking him for his time, realizing Rhone was still sitting, I gave him the hardest kicked I had in me under the table, to also get up and tell our guest goodbye, Mr. Rodriguez only smile nod and took his leave.
“So is he going to sign the deal?” Rhone questioned, ok Rhone let me dig under your skin a little, I suddenly fell sad and turn to Rhone,
“Well, boss I— I am sor...”
“Oh my fucking god, don't say it, Francis,” he covered his face disappointed with the possible outcome,
“His P. A is going to contact us tomorrow with the contract details boss, cheer up... I was playing”
I giggled, nudging him playfully, gazing into my eyes with a stare filled with excitement, like a kid who got his first bike,
“Oh my god! You did I, Francis, thank you, I—”
I guess he got carried away because what he did next was astounding, he kissed me, realizing what he has done he pulled away quickly,
“Um— sorry heat of the moment, I— we should probably get going,”
I couldn't even say anything, but nod my head, the car ride was rather quiet, the rest of the evening went smoothly too, until Rhone dismissed me, hopped in a cab and went straight to my apartment, soon I was inside, I showered, ate some leftovers, check my phone and of course no messages, I curled up under my blanket, and touched my lips, he kissed me... he kissed me again.
Anthony POVI was so embarrassed, I had to dismiss Megan early, I don't know what drove me to kiss that girl again, it's not like I am attracted to her, she's nice yes, but I am way out of her league, but that kiss attempt to ignite a flame in me earlier, I must admit our second kiss contained the same flame as the first, but how hot can you burn Francis, I was curious. Looking at my cell noticing it was getting late, poured myself some whiskey, one drink won't hurt right. I managed to- well Francis accomplished what I've been trying to do for the past year, I felt like celebrating,But where?With whom? I am not going to the house alone tonight, I thought of how much I hate my life, I really missed my parents, though I can hardly remember them, that day is merely clear to me, all I remember was screaming and crying, since the accident I vowed to never drive, the trauma cau
Megan POV "Ugh!" I groaned, I hate mornings, only part of unemployment I enjoyed was I could sleep all day, sleep all night, if I want to, rolling out of bed I groaned holding my hand on my forehead, ugh these damn headaches, I stood up trying to stretch the drowsiness away, looking at my self my full body mirror and my love angles caught my eyes, I wasn't fat, but I was far from fit,“Oh Stevie, I remember days we would just jog together, with you always leading”, thinking about it, she was always in the lead, sports, guys, popularity, wealth, and then there was me, always dragging behind, and the opposite. Lost again in my thoughts, I groaned as I remember its Tuesday, I phoned my mom every Tuesday, just to check on things.“Hey mom, how are you? Is dad ok”“Hey sweetie, actually he's doing great, one week and no run-ins with the cops, room for improvement but its bearable, as for me, I'm ok, was about to
Megan POVI fell dead in my tracks I couldn't fucking move, my cellphone continuously rang and Higgins sprung from Anthony's lap and was yelling at me,"Bitch don't you ever freaking knock?" running for cover, using her hands attempting to hide her nakedness, my eyes fixed on the floors not wanting to meet Rhone's gaze."Well good morning Francis, and why are you so early today, work for you starts at 9:30 AM,"Rhone sat there crossing legs, chest held high as if he was sitting on the throne, and was he smiling? Wasn't he embarrassed? He just sat there cheerfully unbothered, This man truly a son of bit—"Didn't you hear me, Francis? Why are you at work so early?""Um— I— I... The information sheet I was given says 8:00 PM sir, and I also came in 8 yesterday, so I thoug...""Well
Anthony POVFrancis' lunchtime ended 15 minutes ago, and she's not here yet, I'm getting annoyed with this girl, but I can't bring my self to fire her or even stay angry at her, I'm glad she caught Higgins and I this morning, she kept stealing glances at my dick, only if she knew that seeing her made me more excited and it got me a little harder. Thoughts of fucking Megan flooded my mind, I want to strip her naked, pin her against the wall and rearrange her insides, And then I thought Francis was indeed a lovely girl, her dark hair with brown streaks, compliments her grey eyes, cocoa skin tone, naturally pink full lips, she was simpler than others, and that I must say is unique Beep! Beep! My cellphone interrupted the daydream I'm having, but seeing the callers ID made me immediately push the thoughts about Megan to the back of my head,“Yes what is it, I told not to call this number until you've found...” cutting me off,
Anthony POVI laid there on my back unable to sleep, I twisted and squirm in bed while Megan slept peacefully with her back turned to me. I must have dozed off earlier because she fell asleep in her work attire and now she's only in her bra. She covered herself up to her waist but I could still see her thong which appears to be light blue through the sheets, fuck! That's my favorite color. I am turned on by just watching her sleep, No I can't take this anymore, this woman was driving me insane without even trying, and that's the sexiest thing about she has me weak in an area many have tried to conquer. It's simply by the way she laughs, walks, even when she's upset, she was admirable, but it aches my heart when I think about Stevie, why can't I have them both? I think I need a drink, a strong one.I got up, and poured myself some whiskey, and chugged it all down, I sat in the corner of the room, just staring at her, Oh God, her skin look
Megan POVGrumpily Rhone took his cellphone from me, and scan through it carefully,"Bloody WhatsApp calls, it's not even important," he mumbled"Oh- I'm sorry that I woke you... sir, I- thought It was important and...""Firstly... stop calling me sir, call me Anthony- for the rest of the trip, secondly you did the right thing, think about it this way Francis, It could have also been important," he smirked, gazing into my eyes.Tucking away my hair behind my ear, he stared at me, lost in his world of lust, Rhone was acting bizarre, he treated me different, almost in a way as if he cared. I know men are good at acting, but the way his eyes dances with passion, softens with fantasies when we lock eyes, is it possible for a man to portray such phony feelings."Ok-" I cleared my throat, "Anthony- but you too must stop calling me Francis, call me Megan... for the rest of the trip of course,"
Anthony POV “Where...is...my…fucking…diamonds!” I continued to punch Darb after each word,Hanging his head low, groaning in pain, “Ok…Ok… I'll talk... I'll talk” he then smiled at me,“I hid them in your dead mother's cun—” I punched him before the words could leave his lips, there was blood all over my hands, his face badly bruised, a few teeth knocked out and this motherfucker still wasn't spilling.He was chained by his hands to a desk in front of me, and recklessly I beat the crap out of him, and he still wasn't giving up my diamonds, starting to think they meant more to him than me, I was given them to from my father, in the will he said I should protect with my life, and now I've let him down.Grabbing a handful of his hair, yanking his head to meet my gaze, “Alright Darb, you don't want to talk, I'll just have tried another way...a better way”“Jace! JACE!” I yelled.
Megan POV“You know the least you could have done was call? I was worried sick about if you were ok or not, and you dare to bring me to the same hotel you bring your whores. Was this your plan, bring the P. A to Paris so you can satisfy yourself? And…and let that wart face old bitch disrespect me, I hate you, Anthony,” I vented.He walked towards me laying down the flowers he had in his hands on the table,“Meg, I was caught up during a meeting and wasn't keeping track of the time, let me make it up to you please”, He placed both hands on my shoulders, gently massaging them.He stared in my eyes, and I stared back into his, and I doubt if I was imagining thing, but I swear we were having a moment,“Ahem,” I cleared my throat, walking out of his grasp,“First, take me the fuck out of your whore house of a hotel