CAPTURE AND DUMP THE ARROGANT BILLIONAIRE

CAPTURE AND DUMP THE ARROGANT BILLIONAIRE If Kelly had known that her dad would be like this, she probably wouldn't have resumed for work that morning. Meeting this arrogant young man who thinks he is a deity, was probably God's way of punishing her for a sin she refused to confess. Kelly's mind kept saying she should give this tall and huge man in front of a her a punch that would rearrange his handsome face. It took some much self control to keep her from doing what was in her stubborn heart. She tried to keep her daze down as instructed earlier. The man whose name she later found to be Ambrose Stan, the only son of three children of the wealthy owner of STAN HOUSEHOLD GROUPS, the leading group in the business world. Ambrose kept ranting at her stupid she was and she wouldn't have been angry if he hadn't instructed her to use her tongue in cleaning off the mess she made on his shoes. " What?" She finally looked up. " You heard me loud and clear. This shoe you just spilled cake, is worth more than your life and that of your family. Now, clean this off before you enjoy the rest of your days on earth, packing excreta." Ambrose Stan threatened with a smirk on his face. " I'm sorry." Kelly quickly added. Her mum always told her sorry worked most of the time. She was hoping it would this time since she finally used the words she hardly used. " You think sorry is going to clean the mess of my shoe?" Ambrose was now sounding very angry. Kelly wanted to shout how easy it was to clean that stain off. Deep down, she began to wish she was carrying a hot coffee or something really harsh that would give him a scar. " God, this guy is so heartless." She murmured still on her knees. When the manager saw earlier the hot tension between Kelly and a young man, he quickly left what he was doing and came closer. His hear almost jumped out of his mouth when he was who it was. The best way to avoid problems and a reoccurrence of a tragedy that happened months ago because of this young man, he immediately fell on his knees and asked Kelly to do the same. Ambrose heart swelled with joy when he saw them on their knees begging. The manager went as far as bowing his head to the ground to the extent that his chest was touching the ground. This was more than enough food for Ambrose throughout that day.  Ambrose could still see the arrogance and stubbornness in this girl's face and he was determined to bend her but he was stopped by his personal assistant and only friend. " Common Ambrose, we are going to be late for the meeting with your father." Bruce whispered to his ears really tired of Ambrose childish attitude. " With this shoe?" Ambrose yelled. In less than five seconds, Ambrose driver walked in a bag containing pair of new shoes. A chair was brought and he sat on it and the driver bent down ready to change the shoes. " No, let her do it." He said. Kelly rolled her eyes, stood up from where she was sitting earlier and changed his shoes. The two shoes looked really expensive and she wondered how much they cost. When she was done, she raised her big eyes to look at him. There she felt almost lost as they locked eyes. He had this beautiful eyes that could drown whoever stared at them too much. He stood up without a word and left the shop.  The manager heaved a sigh of relief and warned Kelly to avoid this man as much as she could. Kelly felt bad for making the manager embarrass himself because of her in the presence of his customers who kept watching. Without asking further questions, she nodded, showing she understood what he was saying, especially from what she just witnessed. Kelly picked the pair of shoes she accidentally spilled cake on, and made sure to keep it for future purpose. Her mind flashed back to how she was trying to attend to so many customers at the same time in this restaurant where they only sold cake and coffee. Apparently, she was so much in a hurry that she didn't see the little stool a customer moved out of it's place. She tripped and fell with the cake deciding to land on nowhere else but on the shoes of Ambrose Stan who was walking towards the exit. " We will surely meet again." She whispered as she watched him get into his car and zoomed off. * * * This man who had the face that could make any woman melt and had the body that could turn any woman on, was the heir to an empire. Every household one stepped his feet into, had a product of STAN HOUSEHOLD. Ranging from kitchen appliances to household furnitures. Infact, they specialized in making a home beauty and complete with it's necessary appliances. Every month, they signed big deals and won huge contracts with Ambrose taking the lead of course. He preferred going to meetings with just Bruce because winning a contract especially if it involved young women was a piece of cake. The women literally throw themselves at him even in the presence of others. During a meeting one certain time, Ambrose sat opposite the lady that was suppose to award the contract looking breathtaking as always and occasionally giving her a smile. He noticed how intensely she stared at him throughout the presentation by Bruce. Sometimes, Ambrose tells Bruce not to bother but he won't listen. " I will get us this contract without blinking." Ambrose often boasted and most times, he was right. He felt a toe moving up his thigh, up his groin and his attention moved to the lady sitting in front of him.