12

Hazel

I found myself attacking my wardrobe with my fist. Damon didn't tell me a thing about the trip. He only said 'we're going on a business trip' as if that was the best thing for him to say. Thank God I have enough outfit to chose from. I went for simple and comfortable outfit. One that will make me look very professional. I pack outfit fewer than three not forgetting to pack my undergarment along.

Damon said he'd come pick me up first thing tomorrow morning. He didn't specify time. He better not come as early as possible. Although I've made the necessary preparation but I wouldn't want to get into a state of rushing.

I still have enough time before the sun goes down for the night. I used the time to binge watch a movie from N*****x. I subscribe to a monthly plan yet I hardly watch more than two movies per month. The subscription going to waste. I reheated the remaining cake and topped it up with a chilled drink.

I engaged myself into what I was watching. The movie wasn't that bad. Although it ended quite early. I have a lot of movies in my list. So funny how I watch all sort of romance movies yet I'm a sucker for one.

Okay, I won't say I'm excited for the business trip. It's not like it's my first time. Although mostly the business trip were within the city. But having to travel to another country is something I'm looking forward to. I went to bed early so as not to zone off. I didn't even tell the girls. I know they will start bringing up unreasonable talks. So, it's better to give them nothing.

I woke up the next morning before my alarm does. I went straight to the bathroom took a nerve calming shower. I was planning to cook a light breakfast for myself when I heard the doorbell which made me raise my brows. I just hope it's not what I'm thinking.

I decrease the level of the fire and made a walk to the door. My mouth hung open when I came face to face with Damon. What the hell!

"What are you doing here so early Mr. Damon?" I uttered. He was dressed into a fitted black tuxedo. I didn't miss to catch a glimpse of his new style of his hair.

"I bet you've not forgotten where we're going" He said in return.

"I know. But don't you think it's too early. I've not even cooked breakfast" I explained flinging my hands in the air.

"Well, we're coming back today so the early we leave the better for us. I'm giving you ten minutes to get set" I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at his remark. What's with him ordering me around?

"Ten minutes won't be enough. You don't expect me to eat in a rush. And I need to bring out my suitcase"

"That isn't necessary. We're coming back today. No need to take any clothes with you. Let's see" He glanced at his wrist watch. "I'm adding five more minutes. I will be waiting at the car. And don't waste my time Miss Dalen" I stared at his disappearing figure.

I wasted time on purpose. I want to see the level of his tolerance. He should know I won't succumb to his demands. He expect me to eat in rush so that I will end up with indigestion.  Hell no. I don't want to throw up in the plane.

I spared my packed luggage a glance. I prepared for nothing. Well, it will be better. I wouldn't want anything that will make me stay in the same room with him.

By the time I arrived out, I was met with a fuming Damon. "Miss Dalen I don't think you value time" was the first thing he uttered. I said nothing.

I got in the back seat without getting invitation. After a while, Damon entered and the driver roared the engine to life and off we made our way to the airport.

No words were exchanged between us. I was consciously quite while Damon was busy making calls.

We arrived at the airport and proceeded with the necessary procedure. I was surprised to see us alone on the plane. Showing off how rich he is. “Miss Dalen make yourself comfortable” Damon’s voice resonates to my eardrums.

“What do you mean? This isn't my first time on plane”

“It doesn't look that to me. You look as if you're going to faint any moment”

“Excuse me. I'm very much well. Nothing is going to happen to me”

A smirk form at his lips in return. He said it on purpose. To test my patient. To keep my thought at bay I plugged in my headphone and played some music.

We arrived at Germany and went straight to where the meeting will take place. The people were already waiting when we arrived at the restaurant. Damon and the two men exchanged greetings. I guess they already know each other because they didn't introduce themselves or sort. They immediately started the talking.

“Mr. Lorenzo, I know we've been in business for many years but this time around we heard your company has change their policy” One of the men said.

“Mr. Bradford, you know our company doesn't beat around the bush. And everyday things are changing. It's better to know what's up your sleeves”

“I understand what you mean but we can't sign off the deal without a concrete plan. I'm sure you have already prepared that” Damon looked at me. I have no idea what they were talking about.

“Um.. I don't think that is necessary considering how we've been in this business for years” Damon ushered.

“Mr. Damon like you said your company doesn't beat around the bush. So I would like to see what you have up your sleeves. We can then sign the deal”

“Mr. Brad-”

“Um.. Mr. Bradford can you give us time to prepare everything. 24 hours is enough”

"Excuse me you were the one who didn't made it clear. How am I supposed to be of help if you don't ask for one" I exclaimed rolling my eyes. His arrogance won't allow him to bow his head and ask for help from me. He wanted to close off the deal in one go when he doesn't have an strategy or tactics to convince them. Now we have to stay an extra two days to come up with better plan to convince them. And he made me keep the outfits I packed. How do I start wearing one outfit for two days?

"Do I have to say it? That was the reason why we're here together. How tiny your brain is" As the words slipped out of his lips it boiled anger in me. How dare him! Is he trying to insult me? For something that isn't my fault.

"Mr. Damon, I will have to tell you my brain is not tiny. If it is I wouldn't have convince them to give us time. What did you do? You practically didn't attempt to convince them" I said making my way to the dining area. I reached for the water bottle and gulped it down.  I needed something to calm my racing heart from lashing out on the man.

"Learn to do your work then"

"I don't seriously understand what you're trying to say here. I'm not your secretary. You can't order me around" I could catch a glimpse of how his jaw was clenching and unclenching. I don't really care. He can be angry. But he needed to know he can't order me around.

"You're paid to do the work. Get that in that tiny skull of yours" He seethe and he turned around and left the house completely. Leaving me in an angry state.

What the hell did I get myself into? Why should I tolerate the arrogance of the man? The least he should do is to thank me. Yet, he's doing the opposite. He's trying to be the good picture. A hiss left my lips when my stomach made a hungry sound. "He didn't even feed me" I hushed out dropping the bottle on the table.

I waited for ten minutes but no sign of him. I better look for something to eat before I faint due to hunger. The kitchen was big than I expected.

There wasn't much in the refrigerator. Just can of soda drink, some vegetables and yogurt. How do I start making something out of it? If I take soda drink on an empty stomach it will disturb me. I checked other drawers but nothing. Great. Just great.

With no other choice I went for the yogurt. At least its better than nothing. I'm sure he's there having a time for himself. If not with his sluts. He will never change.

More than two hours passed by yet no sign of him. The house has started becoming uncomfortable. Me alone in the big house doesn't settle well with me.

It was around past 7 when the entrance door made a sound and Damon walked in. The first thing I was greeted with was the smell of alcohol. He was barely walking straight. He crashed on the couch and let out a groan. "You should be in your room instead of here. You reek of alcohol" I said covering my nose with my palms.

His head was casted down as he let out another groan. "Shit!" I hushed out. The smell is getting unbearable.

"Go away" He said after a while. His voice was a mixture of something I can't pinpoint.

“I think the one who needs to get away is you. You're seriously reeking of alcohol” I exclaimed again.

He did something unexpected. I don't know how it happened. I found my body being pulled and I fell flushed to his body. “What ar-” My words got stucked in my throat when his hands landed on my waist sending ripples of goosebumps down my spine.

My brows creased when our eyes came face to face. Something danced in his eyes when he fixed his dark eyes on me. Lust. If I don't take action, something in appropriate might happen.

I jerked my body off him “You should go to your room” He’s not in his right state of mind at the moment. What alcohol can do. I don't want what happened in the past to repeat itself. Last night I was swayed by the alcohol while now I'm sober.

I was about to walk away when I stopped when my stomach made another sound. “Oh and I would like you to order food. I'm starving”

“You know how to do that” He answered standing up. His dark eyes were on me once again.

“I know how to but I don't have access to the payment. You know that” He didn't answer me instead climb his way upwards. I hiss out in return. J recall back the action that transpires few minutes ago. What if I didn't make a move? Would something have happened? Will he continue doing his tortures to my body?

Instead of going upstairs too, I sat back down on the couch and rummage through some websites to order. Maybe pizza or chicken wings. At least something that will satisfy my hunger for the night.

“Here” my eyes snapped towards the card in his hands. “Use it to order” He added. Well, it's not like I don't have any money with me but he should be a gentleman at least.

“You want too?” I asked when he was about walking away. “I don't eat pizza Miss Dalen. And as you can see I have a disturbing headache. I don't think eating junk food will help”

A thought graced through my head at his statement. “Okay let's do this. Is there any nearby supermarket around. We can cook something instead” I suggested.

“It’s late already Miss Dalen. Order what you want and go to sleep” And he walk away.

I don't want to eat junk food also. If he won't take me, I have my own two legs. I can use the location map from my phone.