Deal With The Ceo

His first love

CHAPTER TWO (2)

*Twenty years later*

"Lyon!" A distant voice called and he turned back. He was older now. The place was dark and he couldn't locate the person who called his name so he tried to follow the voice instead.

"Lyon!" The person called again and Lyon could detect through the voice that it was a little girl.

He didn't realize it when he whispered "Anna!'.

He sighted a figure in the dark ...more like a silhouette. He had thought it had been just a silhouette but he followed nevertheless.

It was getting brighter and Lyon anticipated seeing her face. She stopped and just when she was about to turn to him, Lyon jerked back to reality.

It was a very regular dream. He would see a young girl call out to him but he was never given enough opportunity to see her face. Not once.

He wanted to know her "Anna" he mumbled. The name sounded familiar but he couldn't just remember who she was or how he had met her. He had forgotten about her. How did he?

He ignored that thought and got off the bed. He had to prepare for work anyways. He stretched a little and he pulled his clothes off. Prepared to take his shower.

He used the towel to dry his hair after his bath. He looked at the mirror and it reflected his rock-hard abs, his strong beautiful long legs. His hand went to his shoulder and he stared at the burn scar.

He has had this since childhood and he was certain it was a fire accident. He just didn't remember the accident, how it happened and what happened exactly. He was only certain that it happened due to the scar that served as proof of the incident.

His phone beeped and he walked to the table to grab it and it was his friend, Alex.

He opened the message and it read 'call me when you're fewer busy wondered if Alex had thought he had settled down. Perhaps, he had thought he would have resumed work and be busy all through the day.

'why do you want to talk ?' Lyon asked and he expected a reply but instead, he received a call from Alex.

Lyon picked it up with a grunt and sat on his bed. "What's up?" Lyon asked, his hand resting on his forehead. He had never enjoyed early morning calls.

"I'm visiting you today " Alex announced and the manner of his presentation confused Lyon...but when he understood what Alex meant, his eyes widened.

"Are you coming here?" He asked with surprise lit in his tone "yes " Alex replied softly "Does the president not have work to do or does he choose to leave them unattended to ?" Lyon asked.

Alex had been expecting that type of question from Lyon. He is his best friend but sometimes, Lyon somehow preferred to refer to him as the president of the company, ignoring the fact that he's his best friend.

"I have to discuss something with you" Alex replied, ignoring Lyon's sarcastic question.

"More important than having meetings with the staff deals with partners, and overseeing the activities in the company?" Lyon asked and Alex sighed.

" Please Lyon...I'm talking to you as Alex and not as the president. Get that difference please" Alex begged. " But it's only one person" Lyon pointed out.

" Lyon...you're the smartest person I know...so you understand what exactly I meant," Alex said.

" Okay, when will you go back ?" Lyon asked and Alex wasn't astonished. He had known Lyon for 10 years, so he had expected this much from the sophisticated Vice Chairman.

"It depends and you might come with me If my visit is successful," Alex said, " What are you up to?" Lyon asked with keen eyes and sheer curiosity.

"I have a plan and if it works out, you would return home " Alex explained.

An article had been released last week which stated that he was gay.

Of course, that wasn't a problem because every human had his /her s****l preferences.

It turned into a nightmare when a reporter woke up the dead rumors about him dating a famous actress.

Everyone blasted him for torturing the innocent lady, keeping her from the fact about the gender he liked.

Within two days, he had become famous for being a selfish, inconsiderate jerk. Proud due to his achievements Shareholders began pulling out.

He had told the media he wasn't dating her but he has only been tagged them as a liar.

He became almost helpless as he couldn't say the truth anymore, it didn't matter anymore.

Lyon has a psychological disorder when he was 9. He couldn't touch women. He didn't understand how he developed this hatred for them but he just couldn't touch them.

'Perhaps, his fear for women aggravated when he saw his mother in that condition' a psychologist had diagnosed.

He didn't understand what they all said. All he understood was that he hated being surrounded by women.

He detested their presence, featured, and smell, and sometimes...he wondered if he was gay.

He didn't detest makes but he had never imagined a romantic session with males and when he tried to, he only got irritated so he decided to stop.

Perhaps, Romantic Relationship, s****l i*********e, Personal feelings, and intimacy wasn't just for him.

He could only be around his Nanny, Madam Kelly. She took care of him since when he was a child and she was almost a mother to him.

Madam Kelly once had a husband, according to his research. But, she lost her husband years back and had a miscarriage due to the pressure.

She didn't have any relatives and she had to work to survive. She got employed as a maid in his house and now...she was the head of maids.

Lyon had never had a positive emotion for his father. It wasn't like he hated his father, he just never liked him and his father didn't act as if he loved him.

Lyon lost his memories of childhood and his father screamed at him and called him weak. 'Is this the son I'll hand over my company to, that can't even face reality! Get lost!".

Lyon remembered clearly the words of his father to him when he had been just a child. He would run to Madam Kelly and she would hug him.

She would reverse his father's words and tell him the opposite.

"You're the strong young master. You're very smart and you'll be an amazing leader. I'm sure of it" she would say and Lyon would smile and hug her. She had been his support and the only woman he didn't detest.

When the news came out and his father saw it. He invited him to his office and Lyon visited him, as she was Vice president of White's.

***

Lyon was 24 when he took the offer of the company as the vice chairman and within thirty-six months, he had been able to make the company the best in the world.

Hey made it become the No 1. He was a businessman so White's was a corporation.

They had several conveniences under them and he made sure to oversee every plan and step they wanted to take.

He established a fashion company that recruits models and trains them to be the face of their company.

The company was established two years ago. When he made White's No 1 in the world, this achievement made him become the youngest and most successful businessman in the world.

At Twenty-eight, he wasn't just the youngest most successful businessman, the hottest guy in America, or even the BizWiz, he was also the richest man in the world.

He had attained so much at a tender age and Madam Kelly was proud of him. She had always said it and now he had shown it ...he was a great leader indeed.

He was more than successful, but his hatred for females could be a barrier at times when he had to meet female clients.

He stayed away from them of course but he practiced also. He had now learned to move a little closer to them but he just couldn't get too close to them yet.

He met a girl in Paris 10 years ago...he had gone there to study the companies over there. He had been eighteen then

He liked her appearance, her eloquent speaking, and how modest and humble she was.

For the first time in his entire life, Lyon had felt attracted to a lady.

It was the first time he experienced such attraction but he wasn't scared. Lyon could still remember how he had met her.

It was a sunny day and he was on his way to the nearest coffee shop, he had craved tea that day.

She worked as an artist. She was painting something on the wall and Lyon was fascinated by it. He remembered his inability to look away from the painting.

The way she was able to do wonders was with just paint and a brush. With every swipe of her brush, she created life.

With the edges of her brush, she was able to create a new object, a new person and it made him interested in that art.

He stood there and didn't realize the day had been far spent. He had stood there till she finished the painting.

She got down with the help of the ladder and her smile was not only charming but captivating. She had a cotton-made apron tied to her body and it was stained with multiple colors of paint.

Her face had some dots of paints of several colors. Her brown hair was headed to the back and clipped with a pin. Her eyes were glowing and she was breathtaking.

He had fallen in love with her at first sight and it was the first time he realized he could move closer to women.

She introduced herself and she was an American. Her name was Jessica. Lyon confessed to her his love for the painting and she smiled and invited him to her studio.

She told him to come to check out a few more paintings of hers and he was more than willing to do that.

He could remember how excited he had been when he got home that day and he was more than excited when he got to her studio the next day.

She had several paintings around and everything was beautiful. He told her he was new to Paris and she promised to take him to the beautiful parts of Paris since she had stayed there for a long time.

She had dropped out of school to pursue her art dream.

That was how they got acquainted.

They went around Paris and they had fun. She painted several portraits but her paintings were nothing compared to her beauty.

Lyon hadn't been scared to tell her that truth.

He kissed a girl for the first time in his life and he felt like he had finally overcome the phobia he had been a victim of for 9 years.

She didn't call it a mistake or apologize to him for doing that. She had rather confessed to him that she liked him.

Lyon liked her also so he kissed her more and they started dating. Lyon didn't disclose his identity to her.

She had accepted him the way he was.

Lyon didn't go back to America because of her when his other had threatened him.

Stating he'll hand his company to someone else and disown him if he refused to return home.

'He caused a fuss because of a heater would say.

Lyon had been forced to leave. He left you to study in London.

When he returned to her she pushed him away.

She had forgotten when she told him to go. She had said she couldn't stay with a young boy with an indefinite future that wouldn't favor her.

This had hurt him a lot.