Chapter 3

As I trailed behind him , few passerby ogled me like , I'm a dirt bag . Although I'm used to it but it still gets me . Who likes hateful stares ? Nobody.

Dad stopped in front of the meeting room . He turned and asked nervously. " You ready ?"

" Yea " my voice trailed as my eyes were fixed on the letters on top of the door .

The door opened .

I held my head high as I walked towards my seat . Dad took the lead chair or whatever its called . Without sparring a glace to my front I took my seat . I need to be strong to do this . I need to be unaffected , stone faced as I can be but all I am right now is terrified .

I looked up from the interesting table I was glaring , as somebody cleared his throat .

Holy coconuts ....

His eyes were even bigger than coconuts , if possible . So dark that it felt a sin starring into those .

" Clark Lint " he held his hand in front of me . But all my attention was lost in his deep voice .

I don't know why I'm making fool of myself . This has to stop right now . But I'm finding unable to stop .

Somehow I managed to snap out and nervously took his hands . " Al-Alexandria Walter "

His palms were ever so soft and warm . Totally against the laws of manliness . And again I embarrassed myself by holding it kinda too long .

This person is messing with my head .

Wish I could get outta here.....

Wish I could say it out loud , though .

I dropped his hands when reality smacked me on the arse .

"This is my brother Jeremy Lint " he spoke and again , my attention diverted to his soft , plump lips .

Oh god . I need to stop .

Finally , I tore my gaze away to his brother . Sneaky , was the first thing came into my mind . He had this cunning smile plastered on his face .

We shook hands . And then I made myself comfortable on my seat .

It was my dad who spoke first .

"So as you know I have many factories . Factories of basically everything . We produce all the goods and sell it . But for a very long time , I've been thinking of having a multiplex . Where I can sell my products . "

Everyone was quite . Listening intently to my dads idea . But my head was jammed with intimidating man in front of me . He is so..... Sharp and mysterious . Like some hard shell has covered him . Or may be it's just how he is . Who knows .....

I focused again on what my dad was saying ....

" You want to get into making things and I want to have a multiplex " dad continued .

I zoned out again . I want to look his way but the fear of embarrassment is keeping me sane and not stare at him . He wasn't even looking at me , so paying attention to me is just one of my crazy wild fantasy .

I don't know what is happening to me . I'm thinking shit . Thank God , I am not talking . I need to get my head straight .

" So do we have the deal ?" My dad asked . I missed the whole detail .

" Yes , we might have the deal but .." Clark took my dad's hand in his , shaking it .

" I want something more as a part of deal " he finished with a smirk .

This feels so wrong , so so wrong .

My dad smiled .

" You can have her until our deals over " there ,there , I AM SOLD .

" That's where you're wrong , Mr. Walter " his smirk showed up shamelessly

My dad looked at me confusedly .