01. Reprimanded For Touching

Adonis POV 🇬🇷

"What in the heavens is wrong with you?" Father spat. I could feel his anger from across the desk that separated us. Quite frankly, that was the question I was still trying to find answers to. What the hell was wrong with me?

  "This is the sixth time you are doing this! Are you insane? Don't you know how to control your urges? How old are you? You think the company is a joke, or don't you know what is at stake here?" He raged on. There was nothing I could say or do other than keep my head low.

I hated confrontations more than anything, so I'd rather shut my mouth and get it over with. I noticed arguing with humans never resulted in any positive results, so what was the use of trying to defend myself when I'd end up looking like a fool? I didn't talk much, everyone knew that; I hated talking to people, because the more I talked to a person, the stronger the urge to touch them.

   "Don't you have anything to say for yourself?" My father asked me. All I could think about at that moment was how weird fathers english was. His deep accented voice made the words sound more Greek than English. It was still a mystery to me how he'd prefer speaking in English when he was angry; if anything, he was supposed to speak in his native language when angry.

   The old man wasn't usually like this, shouting and getting angry; well he was when I was much younger, but as he grew older, he realized he had to respect himself. Today was different though, another article about me sexually assaulting someone, had surfaced the internet again, it was the sixth one so I could understand the man's anger.

Diamond electronics was going through a tough time, where a new CEO would be chosen, as my father announced a few months ago that he was going to step down. I didn't have any brothers or sisters who could take over from father since I seemed like a sex crazed monster, so all of my fathers eggs were in one basket, that basket being me.

There were other candidates for the position, one of them being my fathers best friends son, Achilles, who I hated with everything in me, starting from his useless name, Achi-fucking-lles.

Achilles had always threatened my position in the company, and the worst part was that no one knew he was a snake, he is the biggest hypocrite this world has ever seen, and me being me, knowing his true intentions, tried to talk, but no one, not even my father believed me when I tried to tell him that Achilles was planning something horrible, that would affect the company in many ways.

"I am sorry" was all I could say, it was all Cy, my best friend since childhood, told me to say. Saying sorry was a way of letting my father know that I wasn't up for his disturbing discussions, but for him, he thought I was admitting my wrong doings; funny dude.

"You're sorry? That's it? So the article is true?" He asked me. I took in a deep breath and looked around my fathers huge office, which I was supposed to take after the election. It wasn't the biggest room in the company, but it was the most expensive and convenient for a CEO. The office alone commanded respect, now think of the person walking in and out of it everyday.

If there was anything I admired the most in the office, it was the view. Usually, people had the view of the city, or the view of a river, lake or something, but not this office, this office had the full view of the company. It was situated at the top floor, and had a huge glass window, which served as a wall. From the window, it was easy to see the employees running about, the ones that were gossiping and the ones that were actually doing the work that they were paid to do. I loved it.

"Well, it's not, but I can't explain the details of what happened, if the article says it's true and it was an assault, then there's nothing we can do about it. Anything we release is going to seem like a coverup, and that's worse," I told him.

Father ran his eyes over my body, with a nasty look on his face. I expected it.

"That's the same thing you said the last time, it's what you say all the time! Can't you get a better excuse?"

"I have a meeting in a few minutes, let's continue this discussion later," I smiled at him, adjusted my blazer and walked out of his office. Father asked for a better excuse, I gave him one. He hated it when I did that, but there wasn't anything he could do about it.

"How'd it go?" Cy asked me. He had been waiting for me outside the door.

"Same as always," I sighed.

"At this rate, I should think about kissing the CEO position goodbye," I ran my fingers through my long hair.

"Little bitch! Then you let A-Bitch-illes take the position? Please, let's do that," Cy rolled his eyes. Cy was the only one who knew about my problem, he didn't only know about it, he understood it.

   Convincing Cy to work here with me was one of the best decisions father made. I know that saying it like that made it seem like Cy was not qualified to have the directorate position he had, he was qualified, he had all the qualifications, but father thought about me for once, and decided Cy had to stay.

"I want to say "you can't go touching people whenever you like!" But I can't because I know you don't do it on purpose," Cy eyed me as we walked to my office. Cy was more of a mother to me than a friend, always worried about me, taking care of me. There was no one like him.

    "What do I do now?" I took in a deep breath.

"Wait," Cy was smiling. He had a mischievous glint in his eyes.

"That stupid secretary of yours, we could force her to say the truth, I mean she only reported because you told her you didn't like her that way," Cy said.

"I don't want that. She doesn't work here anymore. I mean it's it like I didn't touch her without her permission, I did, and that's an assault so let's just let her be," I told him.

"But she lied! You never fucked her, so why did she say you did? And more than once. Or did you? You know you can tell me the truth, no one has to know," Cy wiggled his eyebrows at me, earning him a slap on his forehead.

"So you didn't fuck her then. This is why I'm saying we should say something, you've been quiet for too long," Cy shook his head.

"I touched her though. You know me, I'd rather let this die down, than let people talk more than they are supposed to," I took in a deep breath.

"That's it!" Cy snapped his fingers at me.

"What's what?" I shook my head, combing my hair with my fingers. Why I decided to let it down today, was beyond me.

"What if we hire a secretary, no not a secretary, a PA, strictly for your touching?" He smiled.

The smile on my lips faded as I watched him. Cy was supposed to be the street smart one among us, while I was the book smart one, but as I kept my eyes on him, I realized he was stupid and didn't think about the words that he let escape out of his mouth.

"Cy, tell me the truth, did you have alcohol this morning?" I asked him, I inched closer to him to smell his breath.

"Get away from me," Cy pushed me. Luckily we had gotten to my office, so we walked in. I didn't want anyone listening in on us as no one in this company was trustworthy, no one.

"I'm serious, think about it. We could use hiring a new secretary to disguise looking for a PA that you can touch. If you'd like, I can draft the contract and what she'd have to do." I wanted to say no, I really wanted to say no, but the idea was tempting, and I had to do something to make sure I didn't go around touching people I wasn't supposed to touch, in places I wasn't supposed to touch, I didn't want my name coming out in any article for sexual assault, because I knew that even though my father didn't say the words, this was my last straw. I also couldn't say no the hope Cy had in his eyes as he looked at me. I was the one in need, I was the one that was cursed with the disease of touching people, I had myself to blame for needed to hold someone all the fucking time, not him, so how could I say no to him when all he was trying to do was help me?

"Fine! But we have to make it snappy, you know that stupid bitch Achilles is always looking for ways to be in our business," I rolled my eyes.

"Don't you trust me, your one and only?" Cy nudged me in the chest. I laughed and nodded my head.

So a PA I had the right to touch whenever and however, who wouldn't go running their mouths about sexual assault because they read my touch differently, and thought I liked them? I liked the sound of it.