Billionaire’s Second Son

“Veronica, am done for the day.” My voice raspy and quiet echoes off the glass walls the office.The entire building should be empty by now. And tired Veronica strides into my office. Long limbs and sharp stilettos. Heels going clink-clunk on the office floors. Stopping In Front of my polished glass desk.All red-rimmed glasses and dark dress pants. Everything in place on my desk , she takes the go-ahead. She speaks.I listen, yearning to be out of this building and be home. Kiki must be hungry. I miss her. “ Yes, of course. I just wanted to remind you of our trip to Las Vegas tomorrow “.Tone tired but still managing to be curt. And here I was thinking I was the only one who wanted to be in the comfort of my peaceful apartment.Alone with my Scottish straight cat and a chocolate bar.All mine,blanketed with the perfect view of the city and the sky- “Miss Jenner?” Shit! Must have zoned out on her again Third time in a day. Agrrh, really need to take that break, Jonathan is always dangling in my face like melting ice cream. Always getting a taste but never savoring the flavor or fully enjoying it. Always a day or two but never a month or two.After these past few years, it no exaggeration if I say i need a year’s rest to recover and refill. “Am all ears Veronica, time is still 7 am?” I let my body slither into my white cushioned office chair. The heels of my palm comes up to rub my archy eyes. I need to cut down screen time. My eyes hurt. “Yes, still is. We need to go over the agenda for meeting you have with Mr Moyga and Mr Moyga” I sigh, rolling my eyes at her habitual use of the same surname for father and son. Mr Moyga,huh I breathe a chuckle at the use of Mr Moyga for the younger Keith. He'd say something flirty and,playful like,”You make sound so sexy…” in a sultry way then he'd spoil it by saying something like,”..and so, so big.” It seems right though. He should be twenty-nine this year. He's Mr Moyga to the world, but to me he's just Keith. My Keith.At least when no one is watching.. “Then there’s the engagement party at the Bellagio Fountains Hotel “ “I know. Same hotel we’ll check into?” My hands curl around the arms of the chair. “Yes.” Knowing her,she’d have more to say than that. “You done packing?” “Yes.” Curious eyes stare at me as I rise from my chair. “Let’s walk and talk.” I make my way towards the door. “Sure.” Veronica rushes for her bag. “I have the Singapore permit files ready ,on your laptop. Your designer will be over to fit your dress right after the meeting.”She immediately blabbers when she reaches me by the elevator doors. She takes a moment to breathe as we step into the elevator. “Then, engagement party later in the evening. The guest list. We’ll have-“ “Guest list?” A frown mares my oval face, my dark and thick brows crease... My brown eyes narrow at her. “Yes, for networking?” Yes,of course. I pursue my full round lips. I was hoping this trip would be less about Work and more about …me.But from the looks of it,that’s not happening anytime soon. I’ll just have to finish hard. Work! Work! And more Work! “ How many people are we looking at?” Ella is the only daughter of Jonathan Moyga and a good friend of mine.This is her engagement party.She and Calvin have been together for years now. It gladdens the heart to hear their tying the knot now. We step out of the elevator. New York coming to life under the orange glow of the sun. Drivers honking, people all over the place. The air fills with the chatter of passersby and street vendors.Trying to get some last minute sales in before they have to leave for the night. The cool air breezes through me by surprise. “About a hundred or more, mostly celebrities, investors and entrepreneurs, and family. “ Butterflies flutter in my stomach at the realization that I’ll be seeing Keith after a while. We haven’t been in the same room since our trip to the Singapore.Sometimes I wonder if it was the right call to draw the line in Singapore.Maybe I was too extreme. My black SUV comes into view. “Get in. I’ll give you a ride.” Veronica compiles.“ And our designers?” There was an hours long conference call with the site supervisors From Europe. I was practically holed in the conference room while Veronica took care of primary work in the office “Erm.. Tony and Micheal were here for the meeting with the architects. But Philip and Miles had to fly to Vegas this evening .” I enter Veronica’s home address into my G.P.S. and pull out of the parking lot. “For what,who authorized that?”. She raises a hand. “ I did,Madam Rebecca said she needed their help with the party.” I pull out of the parking lot and head the car in the direction of Veronica’s apartment. “Put your hand down Veronica...” “And why am I hearing about it now?” I pin her with a look. “You said not to interrupt the conference call unless the building was on fire. ..” She gets squeaky “….and you also said you don’t pay me just to follow you around..” I did tell her that . “- so, I took care of it.” She explains, a bit flustered. Ten years and she still gets flustered around me. I chuckle to myself. “ ….Was that the wrong move? “ “No, good call. “I assure her. A smile graces her face.The car bumps into a port hole and she nearly bumps her forehead into the dashboard. “Thanks.”She rights herself, her face heating up at the near incident. Veronica talks about the various A-listers who will be at Ella Moyga’s engagement party tomorrow. My mind tracking back to a certain someone. Focus on the names of the people you will be socializing with at the engagement. I met Keith through his dad, Jonathan,who wanted to take revenge on a colleague.Show him what’s what after he passed a racist comment about him.Jonathan was a dashing Japanese man in his fifties, who is married to the beautiful British princess, Rebecca. They make a beautiful married couple. And even more beautiful babies with Asian yet soft British features.Which had them looking like such hot anime characters ;you’d think they weren’t real, or that they were made up. But trust me.They’re real.I would know. Am constantly around one. And cue the raging butterflies. And anyone who knew the Moygas, knew them for their money. Sadly But that is the truth. Sure they were constantly featured on Forbes or whichever popular mag there was at the moment …They could even be the most sort after bachelors but with them, it always came back to their money…How rich they were… and blah,blah,blah. Jonathan was mostly into sports cars and luxury cars…Moyga motors. Percy,the first son ,was a world renowned pilot but soon enough,he’d be flying for his dad. Keith runs a chain of luxury hotels across the globe. The business man amongst them all. Timothy is last son. Dont let his name fool you. He is a real trouble making. The crazy hacker,the internet calls him Then there’s the lovely Ella, the bad-ass lawyer and their mother Rebecca, who is kick-ass event planner. “Just there” Veronica points at the bricked apartment building to my left. I pull up infront there. “Thank you.” She exits the car before I can say “You’re welcome “.There’s a man standing by her door , dressed in a suit .She walks up to him as the engage in quite a heated conversation. Oh well. “Time to go home.” And I hate how apethetic I sound. INCOMING CALL Caller: Stacy “Hey” “Hey.” Stacy voice spills into my car. Her Russian accent a little light after years of trying to get rid of it. “To what do I owe the pleasure of this call…” I mimic her when her Russian accent used to be thick,giggling. “Piss off.” She replies amusement slightly amused.Shes probably trying to fight a smile. “Uh! I thought the gorgeous ginger Russian didn’t cuss.” I tease . “Why did I even call you?” She sighs. “Because you missed me..? Because am adorable and you literally can’t leave without me.”I joke. “Olivia..” she warned. “ Come on don’t be a stiff bum.” “Says the girl who wont have s*x with anyone without an emotional connection first.” “Ok now you’re being mean “ “Whatever..” She’s just too cute “ Soo…. what’s up?” I reach my apartment building and pull into the underground parking lot. I disconnect my phone and put it between my head and shoulder blades. I collect my things and exit the car. But I nearly drop my phone as I come to face a calm looking Victor ten feet away. “Ah!” I squeal. My heart beating out of my chest. “Oh my god!”.Blonde hair and downturned creepy eyes.Hand on heart, I breathe deeply through my nose. “What the hell Victor!”Victor has been the legal representative of yours truly for years know.Loyal.But I can’t help the strange feeling I get whenever am around him. “Did I startle you?” Seriously? The word is on the tip of my tongue but I swallow it with a breath. “ Yes!Yes you did!” I yell instead. “Am sorry.” He moves around the car not looking sorry in the least. “Why were you standing there like that anyway? Did you want something “ “Yes,I wanted to ask you to be me date for the engagement but I started you instead.Am sorry “ He looks like he didn’t say what he really wanted to say but I let it go. Can’t say am eager to know anyway Victor has to be at tomorrow meeting to go over the legal parts of part of the final finishes of the Moyga deal.And by default, the invitation to Ella’s party was extended to him. “It’s ok, am fine. And I already have a date to the party sorry.” Liar! I lock my car and hurry into the elevator. It’s not until am inside, that I hear Stacy’s concerned voice. “Olivia, are you ok?” “Yes, am fine, “I say wearily looking at Victor as the doors close. “What was all that about?” “Just got a little startled..Thats all” I tell.My body relaxes once we start moving upwards and away from Victor. “Do you really have a date?” “No… I’ll find one.”