CHAPTER ONE (Heated Argument)
1272 Words
“I don’t know why you are here, it’s funny you think you are going to get the deal you should just go home, he said mocking me
“You are just intimidated that a woman is able to compete with, awn did I hurt your foolish male ego, his face flared up with anger immediately I said that.
“No it’s just a shame my company is being compared to yours when mine has been around longer” leaning on the table
“That’s just to show you that people like new and young innovative ideas not dead ones from the medieval times
“Those old ideas have been working for years and are the reason your company has basic backing, taking a step closer me trying to intimidate me
“yeah so what all that doesn’t matter I am walking out of this meeting with that deal and there’s nothing not you can do but seat and watch my victory, stepping closer and looking him in the eyes noticing for the first time that he has honey brown eyes, my eyes trailed all round his face stopping at his lips looking perfect I hate him for being for being so perfect and why does he have those clouded look in his eyes every time we have an agreement which very often
“will you two stop fight we came here for business I can’t believe you both are CEO’s of million dollar companies but fight like you’re in kindergarten, Mr. miller commented breaking us from our staring contest
“Billion dollar miller billion unlike someone here” giving me the side eye
“When I get this deal it will be and we will see who brags then” I snapped at him
“Will you two seat down before the investor gets here and you ruin both your chances
“Fine, corky asshole I mumbled when I heard him call me a little minx as we waited for the investor to arrive and speak of the devil he walked through the door
“So I’m late today’s my anniversary and my wife didn’t want me going to work today
“Awn that’s so sweet happy anniversary I congratulated him
“Achoo! Fake, Asher mumbled
“Excuse did you say something?
“No just sneezed a little”
“Ok let’s get started you can begin the presentation
The next hour and a half was spent with each of us presenting our idea to win the deal and it looks like I am winning because Mr. Wilson seems bored of Asher’s presentation which is good for, looks like it has come to an end finally I was about to fall asleep
“Ok after seating through both presentations I have come to the a decision that none of you will be getting the deal” I choke on my the water I was drinking hearing this
“What? How can that happen, Asher asked him.
“none of them appealed to me too boring and it more like a competition than trying to put out a profitable innovative idea, if I was choose either of you the project would have only lasted for a while and they both seemed restricted to a certain demographic instead of people as a whole and that’s what I am looking for. There’s no life in it not family friendly and you both seem experienced in this matter so I can’t invest in either”.
“I have to leave now my wife is waiting for me I have to go.
“Wait at least give us another chance to change the proposal, stopping him from leaving.
“Hmm I am not sure about that but I will get back to you on that now goodbye, walking out the door.
“You have got to be kidding me, after all this hard work for nothing. Mr. Miller please try to get him to give us another chance.
“I will try my best you focus on perfecting your proposal I will call you later” he said and left the room turning around to leave and noticed Asher is still here lost in thought
“Can’t believe you didn’t get the deal well its real don’t seat here moping and go home”
“I know but you don’t have to b***h about it, at least you didn’t get it either and I am happy with that”
“How dare you, you asshole matching up to him to slap him, he grabs my hand before I could do it pulling me closer holding my hands my back
“Now why will you want to do that” he said smirking at me, I wish I could wipe that smirk off his stupid face
“Let me go you i***t, I hissed at him struggling to get free my hands
“No I seeing you like this all tied up against me struggling” he whispers in my ear
“Oh really me too I like seeing you like this” kneeing in the nuts causing him to let go and felling over in pain
“You like minx, he groaned
“Good for you, now if you excuse me I have other places to be at goodbye asshole. Walking out the room
“Come on Daniel let’s go” Calling on my assistant
“ma'am are you alright?
“Yes why do ask?”
“Your face is red, what happened in there?
“Nothing none of your business, go and get the car” I ordered
“Sorry ma'am I go get it right away” he said before running away. Cursing Asher he is the reason forgetting stressed every time we meet he has been doing this since we met, I remember the first time he walked up me at that event two years ago as corky as ever, his flirting game was so weak I laughed so hard it caught people’s attention because I barely speak at such events but he managed to make me laugh and ruined five minutes later like the horny little boy he his. I can remember the pick line clearly going like this
“Are you a parking ticket? Because you’ve got fine written all over you.” With a smug looked on his face feeling cool with himself
“Ok let me try this one, is you’re a boxer? Because you’re a knockout.” I burst in laughter at how cringe he sounded
“I see you are feeling me so why don’t we take this to somewhere private so we can get to know each other better” leaning closer to me
“Not in your dreams asshole thanks for the laughs now if you excuse me” since that day he made a promise to keep annoying me ever since he found out we work in the same field.
Why am I think of him he just keep getting on my nerves, speak of the devil and he appears why is he calling me now? I have always wondered how he got my number.
“What do you want now?”
“I have some important to discuss with regarding the deal, so are you busy right now let’s meet up
“And why should I listen to you”
“I am serious woman, I will send you the address of where we can meet if you are interested come if you don’t then I know you are not” hanging
up the call without giving me a chance to respond.
- Writer
