11-Trouble

Nathaniel

I was called into James office, it sounded serious.

"You called?"

"Have a seat, Nathaniel." Since we met, he only calls me Nathaniel when he's angry.

"What's got you in a bad mood."

"I received an envelope with pictures of you and my daughter kissing and getting a bit too steamy!"

"James I-" There was a slam on the desk.

"My daughter!?" He threw everything on his desk, "She's only nineteen, how could you do this to me!?"

"I love Selena, she's everything to me."

"If you love her like you say you do, you will leave her alone. Don't make me call the cops. I know there was more than just kissing."

"She's not a minor."

"Still, you're twelve years older than her. let her go, she needs someone her own age."

Leaving Selena behind was going to be hard, but James is right. "Fine, you win. I'll leave her alone." I sighed in defeat.

"I'm not firing you, because you're the vice president and have helped me a lot here."

"That's fine. I have offers in line. One is in Italy. Thanks for eve