Can't stop, won't stop

Chapter -2

After ten years

I look around at the magnificent modern architecture of the building from the top.Every structuer has something unique in it to learn from.

"Ma'am!",a voice makes me jump. The model looking flawless receptionist is standing infront of me in her tight pencil skirt and white blouse.

"Yes?",I ask."Your colleagues are asking for you.",she said and I nod fixing my jacket proudly. Guess being a successful architect of international multi billionare and writer has planted some arrogance and ego in me.

Our architecture department consists of best architectures of the city. Which may or may not include me in it.

I have been working here for an year, now and I like my work.Besides I also love my part time job as 'S.Morerrti' aka the writer of this year's best selling book.

I still haven't met the owner of this company but I guess today is the day.

"Ready to meet the CEO,Morerrti?", Mr.Grey said fixing his jacket.Being my boss and head of architecturul department is the only reason I let him talk with me with my surname.I grumble but nod.

His grumpiness is making me grumpy.Pink nail polish painted hands grabs my shoulder in a familiar friendly manner.

"Morerrti,is always ready except she chickens out when the time comes.",Owen jokes. I slap his chest.He rolls hhis eyes.Everyone snickers including our architects.

"Contain those teeth inside.I don't think our CEO likes who showes teeth.",Mr.Grey said shutting us all as we wait infront of the CEO's room.

I could have seen this CEO's face if I google but I am not interested in it.Reynolds & Co is like the boss of busniess industries, right now.

"Sir,is free now.Follow me, please to the board conference room.",Shelly said peeking from the glass doors out of the waiting room. She takes her job as PA too seriously.

All of us nod.Everyone starts walking as I stay behind. "Scared, South?",Leo asks chuckling."You wish!",I hiss at him. All of us are good friends at work with a invisible rule of keeping things to work nothing more nothing less.Mr. Grey looks oddly too serious,today.I guess this project is important since the CEO is meeting us.

And it makes me really nervous and sqeezing the hem of my dress with my sweaty hands.Sweat is my ultimate companion in panick.

We stop infront of the conference room."Sir,can I stay behind?I get nervous in this type of things.Please!",I plead Mr.Grey. The guys snickers at my pleading but I could care less.

"South,it's ok.What will you do if you have to give us a presentation in futuer?Chicken out?Face your fears,Morerrti.",Mr.Grey said trying to assuer me and make me understand which was a bad work from me.

"Sir,I will face my fear.But not today.Please, sir!",I plead him.

Mr.Grey shakes his head."South, go inside.You are going first.",he said sternly.I run behind Owen.

"No,thanks.",I said.Grey shakes his head. "Guys,Mr.Reynolds is a bit... harsh and intimating and cold.So,good luck.",Mr.Grey said with a sigh. "Yeah and now Mr.Grey is afraid, too.",I whisper snort.

Mr.Grey shots me a glare.I straighten up looking at him innocemtly.He pushes the conference glass door rolling his eyes.

I go inside clutching on Owen's hand.Atleast he won't take it as a sign of attraction. That is the least thing I want and him being gay is an advantage.

The conference room is so elegant and modern.Everyone takes seat and I take a seat far from the shadow figuer whom I assume is the CEO.

The light was off as a projector was on.But after we took our seats the lights go on and a handsome Adonis camed infront of us.

Platinum blonde hair, blue green eyes, sharp jawline,sharp nose and a tall indimating man sat infront of us.His hair styled in a pompadour hairstyle.

This man was beautiful!"Ms.Morerrti.",Mr.Grey said snapping me ot of my trance."Yes,sir?",I said standing up quickly.

"I was just saying would you like to tell Mr.Reynolds about our design?",Mr.Grey said with an unimpressed look and a tight smile.My eyes widen.

"Umm,yes sure.The design we.. uh..",I slutter going through the files in panick and not finding the design.Owen hands me the design.

"Oh,yes.The design we submitted is a.. ",I am cut off rudely by Mr.Reynolds."Submit it in the digital projector.It is outdated and slightly boring to see a paper this days.",he said in a cold yet deep smooth tone.

I nod embarrased and take the tablet Shelly hands me.I submit it and the digital 3D print is shown on the projector."As I was saying our design is more modern and attractive than other buildings.",I said and start explaining the design with a sweaty palm.

"And that is it.I guess.",I said telling the whole project.

Mr.Reynolds looks deep in thoughts before nodding."It is modern and attractive, Ms.morerrti but not welcoming and warm. The design you and Mr.Grey's group showcased is more advanced.It is..too much.

But it will do.Try giving it a slight change.",Mr.Reynolds said and I nod vigrously even though I think our design is nice.

"As for now.",Mr.Reynolds said and Shelly lights up the dim lighted room.I sat down.

"I like your designs and I am impressed by your and your team's work Mr.Grey.",Mr.Reynolds said. I grin at Owen ear to ear as I clutch his hand under the table in a tight grip in excitement.He cluthes back.

"But try developing Ms.Morerrti's presentation skills and her speaking.",he said with a cocky smirk.My heart dropped to my stomach.Mr.Grey sends me a worried look and nods."Yes,sir.",Mr.Grey said.My hands balled in fist in anger.

Mr.Reynolds leans on his chair and puts his elbows on the table. My hands aumtomatically drifts to his left hand. He has six fingers just like him.

I look in Mr.Reynolds eyes for the same tinkle I awlays used to saw in my best friend's eyes. The mischievous smile,his spiky hair or maybe the cute goofy smile.Nothing.I found nothibg except perfection smile,gelled hair and a smirk.

Maybe it is not Adrian.Honestly I wouldn't expect a suit wearing Adrian in a busniess meeting. I would expect his eating burgers with lions in Africa or being a crazy scientist in Russia.

Boring busniess wasn't his thing.I sigh.It was my fault that he left LA that day but it's not a time to think about past mistakes.

I snap out of ny thoughts as my co-workers stands up to leave.I stand up glancing at Mr.reynolds face one last time as I push my spectacles to my nose.Why didn't I wore lences?

Mr.Reynolds smirks. I wonder why.