Delicate

Chapter 2.Golden eyes

As an entrepreneur who needed constant travelling,Adam was used to waking up in strange places. One room he had however never imagined waking up in had to be his grandfather's office.

He was the new CEO of Robinson enterprises. He could hardly believe his bad luck. He had never wanted to take over the family business. That is why he had left home to make a name for himself. He had struggled but had managed to build his own empire but all that became nothing when one phone call from home had sent him packing. His grandfather's health had taken a turn for the worst and now he had to pass on his position. The old man had stubbornly insisted that Adam should take the mantle.

Adam was a ruthless person who had insatiable hunger for success and and a blackness in his soul which sometimes felt like a whirlpool. His motives were never kind nor generous nor good. His ruthlessness had earned him the title of Lord of doom. However his grandfather meant the world to him and though he would rather be burnt into crispy remain than admit it he would have almost done anything for that wizened old man.

That is why he had merged his empire with his grandfather. Now all he needed was a wife to make the meeting old man satisfied. Where would he however get a wife from?

Adam loved women,he however hated commitment. That had hardly worked in his favor as most women wanted something he could not give. Though he broke a few hearts he was never pleased with that fact. In his defence however they knew what they were coming for. He had always been honest with his partners.

He rubbed his temples and sighed as he eyed the mountain of papers piled on his desk.He didn't seem to be making any progress so far as they seemed to be increasing rather than decreasing. He could not fathom how he would even find a wife as the week was drawing to a close and yet work was still glaring at him.He had promised his grandfather a week.

He sighed again and glanced at the clock.For and the most part of his day was spent in the boardroom meeting investors and heads of departments . The remaining bit was the finance report were to be handed to him in the morning had yet to make an appearance. He was so exhausted he could sleep standing. He was in need of a shower,fresh clothes ,a shave and breakfast.

As he passed his secretary station he short her a grin and watched as color flooded into the poor girls cheeks.He had to go to the finance office and see what the problem was. He had an intense problem with tardiness.He jogged down six flights of stairs to knock out sleep from his system.

As he pushed the door to the finance office,he was met with spectacular scenes of papers flying all around him. When the papers settled ,he saw the most stunning woman he had ever set his sights on. Her face was a harmony of flawlessness. Pale gleaming skin,her eyes were like topaz catching a ray of sunshine.Her rose petal lips were full and pillowy. Her golden hair was bound in a bun on top of his head with a pair of tendrils framing her face. It emphasized the curve of her neck that reminded him of a proud swan.

Everything about her made his sleeping parts

stir.

"Oh bloody hell" he swore under his breath.The woman her landed on the tiled floor on her butt with a thud.Adam winced in sympathy,that must have hurt. He offered her a hand as she stared at him wide eyed and jaw slacked. He assumed he had that effect on women. Her hands were smaller than his. His hand completely covered hers and it was ooh so soft.

He tried to talk to her but she just stared at him while muttering. She looked so small and delicate .He helped her collect her papers and handed them to her. Seeing his charm seemed to have rendered her into a statue he left and went into the finance office. He could feel the intensity of her stare scalding his book.

Adam skedaddled past the office cubicles into the executive director of finance office and thundered “ Christian!!"

Christian secretary Mrs Johnson had been in the office as long as Adam could remember. When he was a boy she was subject of his nightmares. The woman was always in black apparels from head to toe. Even though she no longer scared him , he was respectful to her. She slid her eyes towards him.

“Mr Robinson"she solemnly intoned,“is there a way I may be of service?"

“Is Christian in his office?"

“yes sir”

“Thank you Mrs Johnson ."

He pushed the door only to find Christian staring at a piece of paper quizzically,chewing the top of his pen.

“Christian?" he called patience thinning in his voice.

Christian jumped.

“Sir, Good morning sir" he gulped.

Adam sat in the chair and crossed his legs while staring pointedly at Christian.

“There is nothing good about this morning. How long do you intend for me to wait for the report"he articulated slowly “Deadlines serve a purpose don't they?”

“Yes sir"

“So?"

“As I have indicated in the memo we are still waiting for the sales department special report"

“That sounds like an excuse, a terrible one at that"Adam said while playing with the ring on his finger“ I want the report in the next one hour."

" Sir?"

“ If I don't have it in the next hour the whole finance department would rather start looking for new jobs"Adam rose slowly from his seat“ the sales department would be dealt with me"

“Okay sir"

Adam made way to the office parking before he collapsed of exhaustion. He climbed his Royce Rolls and drove to his apartment. His personal assistant Bruce would work on the rest.