Chapter 11- Tension

My dad, he was also here, we hadn't seen each other in quite a long time and that was because I've been very good at avoiding him.

The more reason I didn't want to be here, now my Mom was going to look for a reason to have a family dinner.

Just my luck.

I walked into the room going to my special spot on my father's right hand and Anna took a seat beside me.

My mom looked overly excited to see me, I could see it in the way her smile reached her ears.

" Welcome everyone," My father greeted in that deep voice of his that he always used to scare the shit out of people but not me.

" There has been a recent rumor going on about our new product, is there a reason why it hasn't been taken care of?" He asked.

I knew where this was going, he wanted to paint me the black sheep again.

" Cole, is there something you didn't do right?" I said it, he would find any opportunity he could to make me look incompetent.

It wasn't my fault my older brother died but what pains him is that I have to oversee the company. And so far I've been doing my best, but I'll never be enough. My brother was the perfect child, while I was more of the rebel, doing whatever I liked and he was mad that I dragged the family name to the media.

I didn't ask the reporters to follow me everywhere I went.

" When we introduced that product I made it clear that it was a risk we were taking, I remember a wise man telling me if you don't take risks you'll never know what you are capable of, so whatever is happening is as a result of the risk we took but I assure you that it isn't something that cannot be turned to our favor."

" And how do you plan to achieve that?" He asked me, why did I suddenly feel like he brought me here to interrogate me?

" With proper risk management things would turn in our favor, the product isn't what people paint it to be, from what I've researched all those reviews seem like something our rivals would pay people to do, the new dishwasher just needs the right means of advertising,"

" Enlighten me," What the fuck was going on here?

" Since one of our rivals must be behind this, I suggest we collaborate with a very popular reputable model to help us, that way we can clear all the rumors,"

He looked like he was about to ask more questions but he stopped himself.

" Let's talk about other matters,"

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The atmosphere seemed so tense, I didn't need anyone to tell me that was Mr Lorenzo's dad, they had the same face only that his dad looked older.

I silently took down important notes on my tab as they kept talking, Mr Lorenzo looked like he'd rather be anywhere than here.

As soon as the meeting ended, he was the first to leave the room, I had to speed walk after him and I caught him right in time before the elevator closed.

We were the only ones in the elevator and without warning, I got pushed to the elevator wall, his lips covering mine, I tried to free myself but he held me so tightly.

I didn't want to be in his arms not when I had just seen him in his office with another woman, he didn't stop kissing me until finally he pulled away.

" Why did you do that sir?" I asked him but he didn't reply, he just leaned close to me his eyes on my lips.

" I just needed to taste you, your lips have the power to calm me down," He said before he straightened, standing beside me. We needed to have a serious discussion that he didn't have the right to kiss me just however he wanted.

We got out of the building and then we got into the car driving off. He wasn't driving in the direction of the office.

" Where are we going, sir?" I asked as I turned to look at him.

" To my penthouse, I need to clear my head,"

" Oh okay, you can drop me off somewhere so I can get go back to the office,"

" You're coming with me," I didn't want to, he was the boss and I could only follow what he said, I knew whenever we were alone in a space something unprofessional always happens. Like just a few minutes in the elevator.

" Okay sir," I muttered as I turned to the window.

He stopped outside a very tall building as he gave the key to the valet.

I quietly followed him as he went into the building and then we went into the elevator going up the building, the ride up was very tense. No words were spoken but enough was being said.

We finally entered the penthouse and I was greeted with luxury.

Wow.

Having money was cool, this was the nicest apartment I'd ever seen, it was like I was on the cloud, I could clearly see the city and if you wanted to close the blinds you'd just use the remote.

I didn't know I was lost admiring the penthouse until I saw Mr. Leonard looking at me and I looked down in embarrassment, he just chuckled, making me more embarrassed.

" You like it?" He asked.

" Yeah it's beautiful, and looking down at the city makes it even more beautiful,"

" Hmm," He simply hummed.

" I'll be in my office," Just how many offices did he have? Maybe one in every building he owned.

I sat down and took out my tap to check my email, there was a company that sent a request email for an appointment with Mr. Leonard so I read the mail forwarding it to him to decide if he wanted to see them or not.

My stomach growled reminding me that it was time to eat something, we were on the top of the building, and even if I ordered something it'd take forever for it to arrive.

I groaned as I stood up going to hunt for the kitchen. I found it and opened the fridge and to say I was shocked was an understatement, there were enough things to prepare a good meal for a week.

How often did he come here?

I brought out all the ingredients I'd be using to make pasta, I started cooking lost in what I was doing when suddenly felt hands go around me as a shiver ran down my spine as he pull me closer and whisperer into my ear.

" Wouldn't it be more beautiful if you were in this kitchen with my shirt on looking for something to eat after I must have fucked you all night?"