Can we go back to yesterday

Vivian was finding Susan's reaction a bit funny and disturbing.

"Okay, let's get a seat," Vivian held Susan by the hand as they strode to a sofa.

Immediately they sat Susan started,

"Re...Remember that man from yesterday", Susan stammered.

"Susan, calm down and tell me what is going on" Vivian cut in, still holding her friend's hand.

Susan took in a deep breath and

when she was calmer and she started, "Vivan, the company has been sold. Everything has been sold the logistic company and the transport company now has a new CEO", Susan blurted out.

"Right now I can't tell how much longer we would stay employed". She got up clearly too distraught to sit still.

"And to think just last week, i asked Reginald Snr about the rumour of a buy out and he said, it is his company still and that i should focus on my work. What a slimy ruthless man", Susan exclaimed.

Vivian couldn't understand Susan's outburst. "But its their company. They can sell it if they deem fit. Apparently my boss knew and he didn't even give me a heads up", Vivian said with a quirky smile.

"You still don't get it. Your boss was blind sided", Susan whispered. Vivian obviously still didn't get it, so Susan drew closer.

"Reginald Snr find out that, Reginald Jnr, your Boss is not is biological son", Susan whispered. " And in fact Jnr is his brother's son. So he sold his company to get back at not only his wife but obviously Jnr that had nothing to do with everything ", Susan disclosed still whispering.

Vivian could now understand why Reginald Snr and his now nephew have not had a physical meeting in months, they was obviously trouble in paradise. While Vivian was still trying to digest the news, Susan cut in.

"That guy you kissed yesterday at the bar now owns this company. Its going to be really awkward we thought he was just an investor. Girl you were rude to him. Drinking always makes you mean.

Vivian how do you want to handle this, I hope kissing him was all you did", Susan asked sofly. By this time Vivian's actions light night flashed before her and she realised she had just made the worst impression on her new boss.

When Susan didn't hear her say a word, she asked, "Vivian did you spend the night with that man". The look on Vivian face said it all.

" Susan, how did you find out", Vivian asked when she finally found her voice.

"I overheard some conversations and managed to connect the dots. I couldn't believe it at first, but it seems like it's true. Leslie Luthor, the man you were with last night is your boss",Susan finished giving Vivian's hand a squeeze.

"My friend don't tell me you snuck out as usual", Susan asked her friend with a smile as she walked over to the fridge.

The tension in the room had lifted a bit, Susan didn't want to make her friend feel worse than she already was feeling.

"My dear I attempted fleeing after the deed was done. But he woke up and caught me. Susan that was the most awkward one night stand ever", they both giggled and Susan poured both of them a shot of vodka.

"How did lunch with your mother go, how is your sister and her fiancee", Susan asked, "You look so lovely by the way", Susan added. Vivian remembered her meeting with Reginald Jnr and she sprang up from the sofa.

"Let me see my boss, you completely distracted me. We will talk more about this, "Vivian said as she scurried out. "What are you doing in the office on a Saturday?" Vivian asked as she walked out of the break room

Vivian hurriedly makes her way to Reginald Jr.'s office, her mind racing with a mix of anticipation and nervousness. As she enters the office, she sees Leslie Luthor standing there, a tall and imposing figure, towering at 6 feet 3 inches. Leslie exudes confidence and carries himself with an air of self-assuredness. He has a strong, athletic build and a head full of dark, tousled hair, adding to his rugged charm.

Reginald Jr., noticing Vivian's arrival, stands up from behind his ostentatiously furnished desk and greets her warmly. The office itself is lavishly decorated, with expensive-looking furniture and elegant touches. The walls are adorned with framed certificates and awards, displaying Reginald Jr.'s accomplishments.

"Vivian, I'm glad you could make it. Please, come in and meet Mr Leslie Luthor"

Vivian musters a smile and approaches Leslie, doing her best to maintain her composure and not reveal their past connection. Leslie extends a hand, and they shake.

And she remembered that same hand cupping her boobs as he was riding her from the back. Vivian could feel beads of sweat running down her arms. That hand had been so skillful at spanking her ass just the way she liked her.

"Nice to meet you, Vivian. Reginald has mentioned how valuable you are to the company. I look forward to working with you", Leslie said with a sly smile

"Likewise, Mr Luthor. I've heard great things about your expertise in the industry. I'm sure we'll make a strong team."

The tension in the room is palpable, though both Leslie and Vivian make an effort to act as if they haven't met before. Their interactions are polite but cautious, with an unspoken understanding that their personal history adds an extra layer of complexity to their professional relationship.

Reginald Jr., unaware of their past encounter, continues the conversation, discussing the company's plans and introducing Vivian to her new role and responsibilities. Vivian does her best to focus on the discussion, keeping her attention on the professional matters at hand.

As they continue their conversation, Vivian can't help but steal occasional glances at Leslie, noticing the physical attraction that once drew her to him. She quickly reminds herself of the importance of maintaining professionalism and compartmentalizing their personal history.

As Vivian sat there in Reginald Jr.'s office, trying to maintain her composure, a thought flashed through her mind. Leslie Luthor had known that he would become her boss when they had that one night stand. The realization unsettled her, leaving her with a whirlwind of questions and a lingering sense of unease.

She couldn't help but wonder what his motives had been. Why would Leslie engage in such a personal connection, knowing the professional ramifications it would have? Vivian's thoughts raced, contemplating possible explanations, but she couldn't find a satisfactory answer.

Before she could dwell further on her thoughts, Reginald Jr. interrupted her train of thought, "Vivian, since Mr Leslie will be taking over, I need you to provide him with the contact information for a reliable realtor. He'll also need your assistance in ironing out some details related to the buyout. We anticipate that there might be some restructuring, and unfortunately, that might result in a few people losing their jobs."

Vivian's heart sank, her mind swirling with worry for herself and her colleagues. The uncertainty of what the future held, combined with the awkward dynamic between her and Leslie, heightened the tension in the room.

As the weight of the situation settled on her shoulders, Vivian found herself standing on the precipice of an unknown future.

Just then her mobile phone buzzed, Vivian looked at the message on the screen and her heart sank.