His Girl

Chapter Three

Apollo

If there was a word to describe Ms. Bella Kerr, it would be embarrassed. I watch her through my Cameras as she made her way to my front office on the first floor.

I have eyes everywhere.

I tap my fingers against the edge of my desk, I was surprise to see her. It's been almost three years, even after the restless attempts to accidentally bump into her. I pulled myself together though, I no longer think of her as the one that got away.

the one I never had the chance to make mine.

Really mine.

Bella's posture was stiff as she was talking to the front worker, who seemed to be giving her a hard time. Probably considering I have a busy schedule, I picked up my phone and pressed five.

I watch my worker pick up the phone through the camera, before she could talk I spoke, "send her up". with that I hung up, I stood up and fixed my suit, I look across to my mirror wall and checked my hair, I saw the tattoos on my neck poking out so I fixed my collar and sat back down. shortly after a knock pierce through the door, I gave a short come-in.

the first thing I saw was stud-diamond red bottoms, with a tight black pants, that hugged the curvature of her hips. which brought my eyes to her waist-, I heard her clear her throat which helped me reach her eyes.

her blue powdered eyes were sharp as ever, I bit back a smirk. "Sit, Bella", her jaw clenched. and I knew where we stood.

It was how it always been, her defying me at every chance, and me being a cold heartless bastard who doesn't know love.

we were perfect. She was perfect.

Wide hips

pouty rose lips

long beautiful legs

and sexy wild dark brown hair, that cast all the way down to her back.

She was f*****g perfect. and she sure as hell wasn't afraid to show it.

we sat in silence for a while, no one speaking.

"Sorry for you loss, your father was a good man", I said leaning back in my chair, suddenly my body feeling tense. I could feel heat from the pit of my stomach, as I watched her hold her head up with pride, but also with sadness.

I wanted to take that away, but who was I?

I was cold 

ruthless

and a asshole from the dept of hell. And I like it that way.

"It was his time, but I have a proposition", she said pulling out a folder and putting it in front of me. I didn't even look at it. Instead I look directly in her eyes, they clearly said "f**k you" since the moment she stepped in. that made me a bit hard.

why not tease her? I leaned forward, "Bella, I can do that and more". her shift in her seat, I like the way her name rolled of my tongue. she used fall weak with my words, yet she didn't so much as blush. all she did was shift, seeming unbothered.

which bothered me.

"Don't mix pleasure with business Mr. Fazio", she said with her sweet velvet voice. my stare hardened.

Only she would dare. She's playing with fire.

But when hasn't she?

"alright, let's talk business", I said leaning back into my office chair. I reach for the folder and pause on the fist two words.

"Marriage proposal?", I said immediately closing the file, I hate the fact the my heart accelerated. She raised her brow.

"read the whole thing", she said quick and short. I looked at her.

"Give me one good reason?"

"Read the damn file", she said looking at her fingers, then back at me.

What was she hiding? I pick the file back up and quickly thumb through it. I could feel my eyebrows furrow more and more as I continue to read. it was mostly about both companies value and how they would rise if...we.

"No", I said tossing it on the table.

"No?", she said lean forward her face turning slight red with frustration. "have you see the ratings?  they will skyrocket if we combine our two company's. No one in the whole industry will top us. let alone get close!", she said threw her teeth.

us.

I stood up from my chair and went over the window, that over views everything. "you see this? I am already above the industry. why would I need you to further myself ahead? New York is my city", I said without looking back.

"and look across, what do you see? hm?", My jaw tightens...it was the company her father built. only a few blocks away, and about the same height as mine.

"Your not the only one who has power, let's do something that our fathers couldn't, lets take the world by surprise, we can be number one...All I'm saying is think about it", I force myself not to look back, to not watch that perfectly round ass leave. once the door closed I relax my shoulders

I shouldn't be thinking about f*****g her, I should be think about my company.

and she was right. we can be bigger.

but what does a marriage proposal have to do with it. I turn and look back at the file, I bit the side of my cheek and sighed.

Fuck it. I walked back to my desk and pick the file back up.

Mrs. Fazio...it had a nice ring to it.