Eros Kingston
After taking my cup of coffee, I sighed as I stood up from my seat and made my way to my dad's office. I know what he wants to talk about. That is what he has been saying for the past one year and I am already fed up.
I liked my normal lifestyle, when I was not the CEO of this company. Sure, I had many women at my feet, the most influencial ones though. I have never gone out with anyone below my standards, never.
The women loved been with me, even if it was always for a week or less. I always already inform them ahead. Sex for a week and we're done. Besides who would be able to resist this body.
I entered the elevator and clicked the button to the top floor. That is where my dad's office is. Since he already handed over to me he started staying in the highest floor. I do not know why he is worried about the company.
I might be reckless, but that's with the women, not office work. I might not like being the CEO of this company, but there is nothing I can do about it.
The elevator dinged and the door opened. I made my way towards the brown mahogany door ahead of me. I really do not want to have a conversation with this man.
You could say my relationship with my father is strained.
I knocked on the door as I adjusted my tie. "It is open." Came his response.
I released a huge breath and then opened the door.
"Father." I acknowledged him with a nod as I took a sit on the black leather and then crossed my legs and made myself comfortable on the seat.
"I thought you were not going to come." my dad said and chuckled.
All I did was nod my head. I do not find anything funny in me not coming. "What is it you want to tell me dad?" I asked looking around. I noticed that he already changed some things...like he just got that white book shelf, the black couch-
"There is family dinner next week Friday and your elder sister wants you to be there, the whole family wants you to be there with your girlfriend." he said and looked at me.
"But dad we have been over this before, I am not-"
He cut me off, "ready? That is always your excuse Eros. Your grandmother said she is expecting you and your fianceè".
I sighed and said "then I'm not going to the dinner. You can not force me to do what I do not want to do." I said already walking out.
"EROS ALEXANDRO KINGSTON!!" my dad shouted and stood up from his seat, "you will not walk away from me when I am talking to you!!".
I stopped in my tracks and turned around to face him "if you do not attend that dinner with your girlfriend or whatever I'll withdraw every money in your account and you will no longer be the CEO of this company. I'll make your life a living hell. And, I give you one and a half years to have a wife and a child or else everything you own will be lost." he said angrily looking at me straight in the eye.
He was going to do it, yes, it is something he can do. Something he is capable of. I made an attempt to talk but nothing came out. I turned my back at him and walked out.
Fuck him and his money! Where the hell I'm I going to get a girlfriend who will accept to be my wife and have a kid for one and a half years.
Damn it!!
"Miss Jackson! My office now!" I called as I made my way inside my office. I was annoyed, beyond furious. I needed to release some steam and miss Jackson seemed to be the perfect person for that.
She always found a way to get on my nerves, one way or the other. I do not know if she does it intentionally or not, but it always works.
"Cancel all the meetings I have today." I said typing furiously in my computer.
She made a questioning noise at the back of her throat.
"Are you deaf?" She stood there with her wide eyes and then shook her head.
She was about to go out of my office when I said, "and, where the hell are you going!"
She turned around and then crossed her arms over her chest, allowing it to rise up and I swear it caught my attention.
Whore.
"Till you get your shit together, I can not continue to work for someone that does not know how to talk nicely to his Personal assistant. With the two months I have spent working with you, you have made my life a living hell. I can not get to do anything in peace! What the fuck is your problem?!"
"You complain about every little thing! You snap at me for every little thing!"
"You might be a hot and sexy boss, but till you get your shit together, I'm done!" Followed by the slam of the door.
She called me hot and sexy?
She just quit you fool!
I am screwed.