Chapter seven

"The hell?!" Chris groaned. He knew that voice. He turned his face to look and his suspicions were confirmed. "This thing is your daughter?" He asked the state Secretary Mr Lane.

"Yes. This is my darling daughter." Mr. Lane said beaming. "Shyla Lane." He introduced.

Shyla walked in with confidence but when she saw another woman sitting beside Chris, her smile disappeared. She had begged her father to set this meeting. If Chris wouldn't accept her because she was working as a secretary under him then, she needed to come out as who she really was. She wasn't some low-life who he would treat like the way they did in the morning. She was thrown out like a piece of dirt. "We meet again boss, or should I just call you Chris?" She said confidently extending her hand for a handshake.

"Is this why you decided to waste my time?" Chris asked Mr. Lane who was looking at his daughter lovingly.

"Yes. She came back from out of the country three months ago and had decided to keep a very low profile. Isn't she wonderful?" Mr Lane gushed over his daughter.

"You must be as deranged as your crappy daughter," Chris said with a scowl on his face. "This should be the last time you ever think of wasting my time. I won't take it anymore." He added and stood up. "Let's leave this stinky place kitten. It's not healthy for you to inhale such contaminated air." He added as he helped the quiet ivy up.

At that moment, the servers brought in platters of food. Ivy's mouth watered at the table was being filled with food. "Who is this bitch to you?" Shyla stood up to block their path. Ivy could already guess what was happening. This meeting had probably been set up by the state secretary to introduce his daughter to Chris. What Ivy didn't like was being called a bitch but, this was not a setting to talk. She wouldn't risk offending the secretary to the President but, she'd better not meet the daughter somewhere else.

"The next time you open that stinking mouth of yours close to me again, I'll have you sent to your maker. Now, move out of my way!" Chris said his voice dripping with malice.

"Your mother won't be happy with this Chris. She made me work under you because she knew I am the best for you" Shayla refused to be compelled into stepping away. His aura was very frightening but she believed she wouldn't back down if she wanted to have any chance with him.

"Will you get your daughter out of my face or face the consequences" He directed at Mr. Lane who had been watching them.

Mr. Lane quickly pulled his daughter from their side. Everyone has one or two secrets that they would never want to get out. "It's okay dear. Let him go."

"But papa!!"

"That's enough! Just give it up and let them go!" Mr. Lane said and pulled his daughter back.

"This better be the last time you call me out like this. Do you understand?" Chris warned.

He didn't wait for their reply before taking Ivy out of there. She didn't say a word because she was still in shock.

"Are you okay? Should we cancel the night?" Chris asked after sitting in the car.

"Am fine. I am perfectly fine."

"Okay. Don't think about what you saw in there. They just wasted my time." Chris said with a groan. 'Scumbags... I think it's high time I visit that woman who claims to be a mother. What won't she mind her fucking business and leave me alone!' He thought.

"Is this how you treat everyone?" Ivy couldn't stop herself from asking.

"What do you mean?" Chris looked at the angel sitting beside him in his car. He would have loved to be alone with her right now. Maybe, have a taste of those plump red lips and probably do more.

"You were so rude." She said to him.

He smiled at what she said. He couldn't pinpoint what about her that attracted him the most. "But I Am not rude to you. Am I?"

"No, but you barged into my life. We are in this relationship because you forced it." She said while staring into his eyes.

"I know exactly what I want and I go for it." He said while moving closer to her.

"And you want me?" She asked him.

"Isn't it obvious?" Chris replied her with a question.

"Where are we going now?" Ivy asked after a few minutes of quietness.

"Home. Am taking you home." Chris replied by pulling her into his embrace. Ivy's mind screamed for her to pull away but her body was doing the opposite of pulling away. Instead, she leaned more into his arms. They felt so warm it was like being covered with a duvet. She inhaled his scent which was like something she couldn't name. It was both intoxicating and relaxing. Chris smiled a little at her actions. He placed a kiss on the crown of her head and started to draw small circles on the exposed part of her back.

On the other hand, Shayla has trashed all the plates on their table. She was so furious that she had broken the head of the server who had come in to check if they needed anything else. "You have to calm down my child. What if people see you like this?" Mr. Lane tried to stop her.

"Let them see me.! Did you see how he treated me!? He called me trash while his hands were around that poor bitch!" Shayla screamed angrily. She was so furious she could kill someone.

"Just calm down God dammit!!" Mr lane shouted at her. He had also been embarrassed and looked down on by a boy whose age wasn't even halfway close to his own.

"Did... Did you... just shout at me? Papa?" Shayla burst into tears. She was used to getting everything she asked for and Chris won't be any different.

"My gosh, what do you want people to say when they find out what my daughter is doing in public?"

"I just want Chris to he mine. Is that too much to ask?" Shayla cried.

"It's not too much my baby. You just have to lay low and wait. I promise to get him for you. Don't worry yourself. Okay?" He consoled his daughter.

"I can't calm down! He would probably take that bitch home tonight! How can I calm down knowing fully Well that the man I want is with another woman!? I came back to New York because you promised you would make him mine!" Shayla cried.

"And that's why I linked you up with his parents. You didn't use your chance well. I'll create another chance for you. Don't worry dear. Daddy will make it work." He finished and Shayla finally calmed down.

"But I want that stupid girl dealt with. She needs to pay for touching my man." Shayla said.

"I will do that for you. I'll have someone investigate her and find out everything about her. Just wait for me. Okay?" He promised his daughter. He had never denied her anything she wanted and this time wouldn't be any different. 'I will make Chris pay for today's embarrassment and kill or take his woman for myself. He probably thinks he has won. This is just the beginning' he thought within himself. The moment he saw Chris walk in with the girl, he had wanted her as his own. He was just curbing the desire that started to build within him. It took all he had not to stare at her.