CHAPTER THREE

Chapter three

Dave

I had a fight with my father this morning, like I always do almost every morning, it became a habit that made me stop visiting him and his so called wife. I wouldn't have gone there if he hadn't phoned me this morning asking me to come over, now here I am, boiling in anger only to discover that some nincompoop has parked his car in a space reserved specially for me, I don't know if he was blind or not since he didn't see the sign.

My driver left to find him wherever he may be and I just sat in my car doing absolutely nothing. My mind wondered off to when my mother was still alive, I didn't have so much on my plate then and things weren't so strained between my father and I, we used to be best buddies but that ended when I found out he cheated on my mother. And to my greatest surprise, it happens that my mother already know about the illegitimate son who is two years older than I am and what shocked me more was that they both agreed to hide it from me.

I didn't cause a ruckus about it, no, there is a kind of a person I am, whatever I want to do is already in my heart and I couldn't carry on with my anger when I found out about my mother's agreement with my father concerning my step brother and I, but I know he would make trouble and I have always been watchful.

My thoughts were disturbed when I noticed something or rather someone checking themselves out on my window, I furrowed my brows when I realized it was a woman, a brunette with bright Hazel eyes, her face was small that I could imagine it fitting into my palms. Her hair was up in a ponytail and a reading glasses framed her little face, I stopped checking her out when I noticed what she was doing, she had her mouth open as she looked around her teeth I believe.

Normal me would have wound down my window and sent daggers her away to scare her off like I do every other woman but for some reason, I found her amusing. A deep chuckle left my throat when I watch her pick her nose and I ended up chuckling when she looked deeper into her nose before scurrying off.

This mysterious woman has somehow uplifted my mood so I gathered my files and put them into my briefcase. I couldn't wait for Peter, my chauffeur to return as I opened the door and I got down. He can always park the car when he return.

I made my way into my building, there was an extra bustling today and I know not why neither do I care, the two elevators were cramped up with a long queue and I stopped not, to know why, they can always manage themselves.

I matched straight to the elevator I share with my stepbrother Clark, not that he often uses it, he always prefer to portray the image of an easy going boss so often uses the commercial elevators. I see the comments and praises he receives online but I don't care, he can fool all of them with his façade but not me, I know better, I always does.

A little voice calling out to me to hold the door startled me a little but I waved it off, who would dare to ask me to hold the doors for them?

But to my utmost surprise, a petite looking hand did hold the door and I waited to see who dared but only to see my mysterious woman, surprise flashed in my eyes but I soon resumed my cold dominance, fighting the urge to continue checking her out from where I left off in my car.

She beamed at me but I ignored her, I always ignore ladies especially if I'm not working with them. From the corner of my eye, I noticed she looked rather small and underage, I will say she look eighteen if I'm asked. Her white shirt clung onto her little body and her midnight blue skirt didn't try to hide her exquisite curves, this I noticed when she moved to press her floor on the button.

She has a nice ass I must admit and as I watched it move before me, my hand sting with the thought of spanking it, it will really feel good. I stopped my thought, what the hell is wrong with me? I hardly think about a woman like this. All I have always known is that when I'm horny, my assistant Jake arranges one for me in a hotel and she is paid once I leave the room. She has no right to act like she knows me when she sees me or even dare to call my line, none of them has it anyway. So this really is a first.

"Hi" I heard a singsong like voice say beside me but I ignored, "are you here for the interview?" I furrowed my brows? Interview? What interview? Ah yes, today is the day for the interview for my secretary? Oh, no wonder the long queue in the reception.

I glanced at her briefly to see that she is till looking at me patiently, or rather studying my facial features, "yes" I answered. If she believes I'm here for an interview, why not humor her?

"I see. Whose secretary are they looking for anywhere?" She asked.

What? She doesn't know whose secretary they are looking for? Then why is she here? I turned then to her, why dear, my secretary of course, I wanted to say but no, this would be fun, I haven't find any woman amusing for a long time now, "I think it's for Dave Williams" I'm pretty sure my eyes are showing my amusement but she doesn't seem to get it.

"Are you applying as his secretary too?"

"No, I'm not applying as a secretary" I answered, fighting really hard not to smile.

"Really, as what then, I thought it was only secretary that was written on the form" I glanced at her to see her thinking, definitely wondering if she had missed an important detail. My smile was now in my throat and if care is not taken, I might end up busting into laughter, something I can't remember when last I did it.

I decided to put her off her thoughts by saying "I filled a different form."

"Oh, what then?" There was something like relief in her voice.

"As an assistant."

"For Dave Williams too?"

"Yes." She nodded, glancing at the elevator timer while I took the time to study her flawless face, why does she have such effect on me? She turned to me soon and offered her hand to me with a smile, "I will wish you luck, I hope you get the job, I hope I do too because I have been dreaming my whole life to work here." I see.

I shook her hand after a second thought to discover it was the softest thing I have ever touched, if I should tighten my grip, I'm pretty sure her fingers would be packed from the floor, "I wish you luck too."

She gave me her best smile, gladly accepting my good wishes, "I'm Hazel, I hope to see you around."

"Nice meeting you Hazel," I answered, calculating in my mind what she would do if I should say my name, I wanted nothing more but to see that for myself but before I could say anything, the elevator stopped and the doors opened. She smiled, muttering good bye and stepping out. My eyes never leaving her back as the doors closed again.

That was interesting, I'm not surprised she doesn't know me, only a few does anyway. The door opened once again this time on my floor, my office is the next floor after the floor she dropped in. I walked out with my thoughts still filled with Hazel, she and her big Hazel eyes. I have every reason to believe her parents named her after her eye color because of how big it is and nothing would suit her better than it. 

Jake was standing before my office door, definitely waiting for me, I passed the desk that is to belong to my secretary, and I smiled, imagining how she would look while sitting there, "good morning sir," he greeted while I nodded in response, opening my door and entering with him behind me, I went straight to my desk, placing my briefcase on my desk and sitting down on my chair, "the interview has started for the new secretary and Nicole is interviewing the applicants. You have a meeting by twelve and Mr. Clark said to remind you about the lunch this afternoon with Mr. Damien Black" he place some files on my desk for me to look at.

"Didn't he say yesterday he would be going for the lunch?" I asked while picking up one of the files.

"According to him, Mr. Black said he won't see him without you."

I scoffed, I'm not surprise. Even though my brother loves to appear gentle and understanding, our clients always choose to talk to me, the cold and ungentle one. According to him, he said it's because I'm the CEO, that they would like to respect me but I know that's a lie, I'm better than him in business, everybody knows that. Except him.

"Fine. Put it in my schedule."

"Yes sir" he turned and left the office while I look up, already missing some certain Hazel eyes. I took out a remote from my drawer and turned on the TV in my office, searching through it before stopping and clicking, in a second, the conference room was visible on the big screen and I could see Nicole, my right hand woman some would say, she is the only woman I can tolerate in this life apart from my late mother, she was interviewing a blonde lady who I could see through the television is even fidgeting. Bah, she is not worthy to be my secretary.

I dropped the remote and pick up the file I was holding again, my eyes flitting to the TV once in a while. After two hours I think, my eyes went to the TV once more and that's when I saw her, the brunette that I want to see, she was just entering the room, her small face glancing around the room. I had no idea I was smiling but when I did, it only became pronounced as I imagined her face when she sees me as Dave Williams.

I pick up my phone and directly called Nicole, telling her to put a hold on her interview that I'm coming down to interview the current applicant. She sounded surprise when she heard me but I didn't bother explaining myself as I hang up the call, stood up and pick up my jacket which I had removed at some point.

Walking out of my office, my eyes flitted over to the desk that is soon to be hers, I can't wait to see how she would look sitting there. I matched to the elevator in quick strides, not wanting to keep her waiting for long.

When the elevator opened on the floor and I made my way to the conference room, I was surprised at the crowded hallway, I never knew so much applicants were present. There seems to be more to be interviewed after her but too bad for them, they won't even see the inside of my conference room. Some of them recognized me while some has questions in their eyes but all was nothing to me as I pushed opened the big door, my heart gyrating at what her reaction would be.

"Good morning sir" Nicole greeted me but my eyes were on her, waiting for her to look up at me and finally she did, the Hazel eyes I tend to recognize very well in merely hours were first amused, surprised and when Nicole continued "Ms. Moor, this is Mr. Dave Williams" it turned into shock and for a moment, I thought she was going to faint but she seems to be stronger than she looks.

I took a few steps closer to her and stretched my hand out, "pleasure to meet you Ms. Moor," I smiled, imagining the war that would be going on in her head now.