Liar Liar Billionaires

5. Rejected

TWO DAYS LATER…

"Boy, I hate working from home." Amir stretched, deciding to take a break from the laptop in front of him, his eyes darting to Nathaniel and Gabriel. The busy duo ignored his declaration, so he reasoned that it was time for him to do something else.

He could maybe have some fun.

Leaning into his chair, his nose picked the vanillaish scent of the new help, Chloe. This signalled that she was close to their work space. So, he got up and decided that she would be his fun for the day. Or perhaps for a long time. There was something about her that kept piquing his interest.

As he deduced, Chloe was standing by the entrance to the room, her eyes focused on something ahead, a brook staying still in her hand. Scoping her full figure, Amie appreciated how amazing she looked in her uniform. Not too loose, not too tight, the black and white material sculpted her in the right places.

“Eh- hem. Chloe?”

His voice made her jump. It seemed she had been deep in thoughts.

“Amir. How can I help?”

“Please, I need you to take care of my room. Lucille forgot to do that this morning.”

“But...”

He didn't want her hesitating so he quickly added, “I would have asked her to do it herself, but she is out on an errand."

"Oh. Okay then, I'll do it right now."

Victoriously, he smiled, his eyes glistening at her back side as she walked away.

His plan was coming together. All that was left was finding a means to further engross his friends in their work. That way, they won’t be distractions to his plans.

“Hey, guys.” They gave him murmured replies. “Remember our long forgotten competitor, Anderson?” He grabbed their attention in no time. “He’s back. I overheard some folks yapping about his comeback in the club yesterday. I think he’s planning to get back at us.”

“And you’re saying that just now?” Nathaniel queried almost angrily.

Grinning, his hand rubbing the back of his head, Amir replied, “I forgot. Sorry.”

“Why won't you forget, when you spend most of your days f*****g and sniffing stuff?” Gabriel snidely commented.

“You seriously aren't talking to me, right?”

His eyes darting across the room comically, Gabriel asked, “Apart from you, who else does those things?”

“I don't have your time. Are you guys going to look into Anderson?”

“I am doing that right now,” Nathaniel responded.

Amir smiled because of his success. Then, he announced, “I’ll be right back, guys. I forgot something important in my room.” The excitement within him, he could not contain. He was going to have Chloe all to himself and no one would be around to stop him.

On getting to his room, the door was ajar, giving him a glimpse of the lady sweeping the mess he had made the previous night when he had gone on a late-night eating spree. Carefully, he entered, Chloe unaware of his presence. And slowly, as he approached, he pulled his shirt off.

In his history of dealing with women, his chest was a sight a lot of them couldn’t say no to.

“Chloe,” he drew her name, surprising the dark-haired beauty.

“Uh... What are you doing?”

“What am I doing in my room? Isn’t that a silly question?” He moved a step closer.

"No. I’m asking why you’re shirtless."

Smirking, he asked, "You like what you see, don't you?"

To his delight, her eyes raked his ripped chest.

As he observed her expression, the temptation to press her to his body grew. But Amir knew, that slow and steady was the pace he needed for the current situation.

“Hmm…” Her lips scrunched. “I’ve seen better.”

Amir quirked his brows and her shoulder squared with brewing anger.

“What?” he demanded.

“I’m not lying, I’ve seen better.” She resumed dusting the floor with the broom. “Please put your shirt back on and leave so I can finish up.”

Amir clamped his mouth to hide his shock, his mind deciding that would not give up easily. “Chloe. Just… I need to talk to you about something.”

She stopped sweeping and turned to him. “And that is?”

"It's just that... I... "

"I’m sorry sir, but I’m going to need you to speak clearer."

Her calling him ‘sir’ was her way of provoking him, that much was clear to Amir. He definitely wasn’t going to allow her to succeed.

Reaching for her hand, he pressed further. “I’m trying to say that I’ve been watching you, Chloe.”

Horrified, she snatched her hand from his. “You’ve been watching me? Like, stalking me?”

Amir could not believe how easily she was twisting his words. "No, no.” He argued. “I mean I have been admiring you."

"Ahh…” She nodded. “So, you’ve been ogling at me. But you’re my boss. Isn’t that weird?”

Damn this woman! Why did she need to act this difficult?

Amir, once again, decided that he would not give up. He captured her hand and held it firmly.

“Listen to me Chloe. And stop twisting my words. What I am trying to say is that I like you, and I want us to be together. What do you say, Chloe? It’s not a bad idea right?”

She did not reply to him instantly. Instead, her eyes studied him, she appeared to be reading him.

“Well?” he asked.

“Sorry…” Her face was hardly apologetic. “But I cannot be with someone like you."

"Someone like me?"

"Yeah. I can't be with someone who just wants me for pleasure's sake."

"That's a lie..."

"I certainly don't miss the look you toss at me whenever I pass. I am no i***t, It’s clear you want me in your bed. Amir," she forced her hand from his hold, “you certainly don't expect me to be with a man who has slept with more than half of the country, do you?"

"I... I don't sleep around like that.” He hated that his statistics of s*x were that easily fabricated. “I am particular about the women I have fun with."

"You can't have me in your bed Amir. Please get that in your head." Chloe picked up her broom which had fallen during their exchange. "And, please do yourself a favour and check for STDs."

Unbelievable!

It was unbelievable that she could compare him to those dirty men outside who slept with just anyone. And STDs? The heck he would ever have it!

Immensely annoyed more by her words than her rejection, Amir charged at the lamp on his bedside drawer. With rage, he smashed it against the wall.

Who the hell did she think she was anyway? He raged some more.

She's nothing but a maid. She should be grateful that he noticed her.

“What’s causing the smashing in here? Why on earth are you shirtless?”

Not bothering to look back, Amir complained, “Can you imagine her guts? This Chloe person dared to refuse me. Does she have any idea who-?”

A hand angrily nabbed him and violently pushed him against the wall.

“You bastard! What did you do?”

Slightly frightened, Amir cried, “Hey, hey, Nathaniel. Calm down.”

"Tell me..." The fierce hands pinned Amir further into the wall, his face now suffering terrible pain because of how it hit the wall. "... what you did to her."

"I just told her I liked her, okay? But don't worry, she refused me. You can have her."

"Chloe is not a freaking ball that you can toss around, you d**k!" Nathaniel violently turned Amir to face him. "How dare you come onto her?”

" Look, I am sorry man.” Amir tried to laugh, he couldn’t. “You did say you were interested in her, but I thought you backed out. Besides you snooze, you lose."

“Just get the f**k out of my sight!"

“This is my room.” The tall man glared right through his skull, his hold tightening. “Okay, okay.”

“What is going on here?” Gabriel who had just come around asked, confusion on his face as his eyes scoped through the broken lamp and the heavy tension between the men.

“Nothing man, mind your own business.” Amir viciously brushed Gabriel’s shoulder.

Furious, Gabriel warned, “Don't tell me to...”

“Gabriel.” Nathaniel’s low voice sent Gabriel a message.

The long-haired man got that message and resorted to staring at Amir who kept murmuring as he walked out.