The Billionaire’s Proposal

CHAPTER THREE

James rushed back to his office, feeling very disturbed. He was visibly soliloquizing to himself about the call he had with one of the company's shareholders.

"Such ridiculous old miserable men! You'll think I'm stupid right? How dare you even feel I'm going to let almost all of you get access to that company, as far as I'm the heir apparent and new owner of that winery, no one has the possible moral right to control me. I even think it's better I dissolve those men." He mischievously grinned at his thoughts.

He felt that the shareholders that had been working with his dad then didn't fit into his present requirements. James popularly known as Jammie was a hard nut to crack. He immediately put a call through to his secretary.

“Hello good evening sir, I hope you.."The secretary was cut short by James who didn't let her finish what she wanted to say.

"Are you going crazy or something? When did we start exchanging compliments.. huh?” James said, raising his voice.

The secretary knew she needed to apologize immediately because James could fire her immediately.

"Sorry sir." She was already frightened but tried every possible way to conceal it. Getting into a little problem with the boss James was like signing one's death certificate by oneself.

"Now, get me the comprehensive list of the entire shareholders in my winery, I want to dissolve them all." He issued that task to the secretary, who in turn would do exactly what he wanted in record time.

It was unheard of for a staff to try to disobey or go contrary to his commands.

He heard a knock on his door and the secretary walked in with a file in her hand, she handed it to James, her hands trembling with fear.

“This is the only thing I could come up with in a hurry sir”, she said.

"You mean you didn't do what I asked you to do as my secretary, I asked for only the comprehensive list of the shareholders and you could put up nothing. I hate errors and I'll give you one last grace to go correct that garbage you did in the name of paperwork. Scum! Get out now!" Boss James's thundering voice could be heard throughout the administrative office block as it echoed everywhere.

The secretary embarrassingly left his office to fix up her mess.

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It was evening time and James was still worried about the whole scenario from morning. He took his car keys and drove down to the beer parlor, the best place to clear his head each time he faced any difficulties.

"Good afternoon sir, go through the menu and let me know what you need." The angelic voice of the waitress sounded through James' ear, it was soothing and he couldn't seem to get over it.

"Wow! You've got a nice voice, what's your name? I would like to have you on my bed tonight," He said as he had forgotten his problems and was already feeling aroused and he couldn't help it at all.

"Sorry sir, this is against our company policy and I would just like you to give me your orders so that I can serve you immediately”,the waitress replied.

"Ohh, sorry my love if I stepped too far, no normal man would resist such a hot and pretty damsel like you, I think a banana smoothie and grilled chicken wings will be okay for now”, He said apologizing.

The waitress immediately went over to the other end of the restaurant to get his order. He couldn't wait to have her all to himself and the thought of that alone made him deeply aroused. The curves and perfect body of the waitress were turning him on deeply.

It took a little while before she returned with a tray in her hand to attend to the needs of James. He was already drooling over the erotic sight he had formed with his eyes.

"Here sir, this is your order, let me know if you need anything else!" The dazzling voice of the waitress brought back James to reality as he had forgotten where he was.

He had lost control of himself at the instant as he grabbed the bosom of the waitress not minding they were in the eyes of the public.

"What are you doing sir, I'm going to call the cops on you right now." The lady was already weak from the battle of trying to free herself from the strong grip of James when some guys stepped in.

"You punk, what the heck are you doing with my girlfriend?" A rough-looking guy walked up to James to talk to him but he received a punch to the face from James and that infuriated him so much that he called his boys to beat up James to a pulp.

"I'm sorry sir, it's not going to repeat." He couldn't help the moment as he was beaten like a criminal with broken bottles and plates.

James had been a very athletic young man so he seized the opportunity he got to escape immediately. He was already looking dirty and so messed up with blood stains all over his body. He managed to run into his car, and that was how he fled.

As James drove away from the bar, his mind was racing with a mixture of emotions—shame, anger, and a desire for redemption. Little did he know that his reckless actions that night had just ignited a chain of events that would impact not only his life but also the lives of those he had yet to meet.

As he drove into his house, a shadowy figure stepped into the dimly lit street, blocking his path. James slammed on the brakes, heart pounding, as he realized that his troubles were far from over.