Chapter 20 I will

Sabastian Donovan's P O V

She has been playing with my head and disturbing my work for the whole day.... 

NO! She has been doing it since the moment I saw her yesterday. 

Not only did I see them flirting yesterday, but even today!

All she has to do is ask him if she could sign this contract, because some of the terms affect him! 

I had those rules because she could purely think that I was taking advantage of her if I only included the other things, but why the hell should they start flirting again? Even on the phone while I was waiting in the room. 

So I asked her to make coffee! I could have let her go if she put some work on it like she is doing for that guy! But she didn't! She only made me instant coffee, which I hate so much, and she knew it!

She forgot that while I fucking remembered everything about her, even after all these years!

So I made her do everything until I got the right one. 

But suddenly she asked for her break, and I didn't know what to say, so I told her to take any time she wanted. 

"Ms. Everly, can you..." *come here, we need to discuss something*

She got up and left before I could complete the entire sentence, and I stared at her, dumbfounded. 

What the hell is wrong with her?!

But then again, she came back, asking to have lunch in the cafeteria.

"No!.." She slammed the door and walked out before listening to me. 

She fucking doesn't have a lunch card to get lunch from the cafeteria, and she doesn't even have the slightest bit of patience to hear that. 

I want her to order lunch for her, and here she is, behaving like she knows everything!

I took a sigh and shook my head, whispering, "She didn't change a bit; she had no patience or memory to remember something, but she loved to lecture others about how they were bad people!". 

Then I went back to read the documents for the meeting, checking them again to confirm everything was right. 

It was getting hard to focus, but I did anyway, as always. 

That's when I heard the door banging open, and I thought it was Jasmine and shouted without even looking, "Stop banging the door! If now, then I will make you pay for that!". 

"I can pay." I heard Ethan's voice and raised my head in shock. He stood there, holding his file, and looked dead in my eyes. 

"What the hell are you doing here?" I asked, confused and surprised that he came up here. 

He doesn't come up here often but only does when he wants something or is bored, so I think he is here to cause me a headache. 

"I want to know why you keep rejecting me and the work," he asked with a stright face and walks to me.

"Because I am not satisfied," I replied dryly and continued, "Ethan, you need to understand that I am the boss here and you are my employee. You need to do your job until I am satisfied, so get back to your cabin and start doing it."

"I just don't understand what is wrong with my planning. Tell me one single mistake, and I will do anything you want!" He asked, placing both of his hands on the table and staring dead into my eyes, controlling his anger. 

"I didn't like it," I replied, turning my eyes back to my computer. I am already in a hurry and have wasted a lot of time with Jasmine. I can't do the same to Ethan. 

"What didn't you like it?! I could change if you tell me! You didn't give a feed back and just left, Sabastian?! It is not like you at all! You could give it a chance, as long as it is good and you see the potential! But now, all of your decisions are so bad that you rejected the only good studio that I suggested because I was really impressed with them! They have those classy and elegant types of designs that are so much more good for the event, but you rejected them because of some fucked up reason of your stupid heart, and now you are rejecting my planning?! Are you really good? I highly doubt that!" He rants in anger and frustration. 

Ethan doesn't like it if things don't go his way, and he will do anything and everything in his power to make things go his way. That's how he played everything, and he controlled every single thing in his life and the things he found interesting. I even hid a lot of things from him because of that. I don't have time or the energy to put up with that silly act of his, so I don't really like to play his game. 

But this time is different. I know that he won't turn to other things or look for his target when he has work—or, should I say, unfinished work, to be exact. And I am using that. I don't want him to turn those crazy thoughts on me or Jasmine to his sick game, so I am keeping him under this work till Jasmine finishes her work. 

He will be pressured and won't turn to me, so I have to keep rejecting everything until Jasmine works here. 

"Are you done?" I asked after he rants out at me. 

"What?!" His voice sounded so confused and surpised. 

"If you are as good as you sound, then impress me with something new and refreshing theam than to middle in my decisions," I replied, making him even more into the work. 

"I will!" He replied before stromming out of the room. Not observing anything. 

If he were not angry, he could have noticed that something was not right the moment I said those words without looking at him and then observed Jasmine's desk as soon as he opened the door.