Gunshot

Chapter 6

The whole day at Stone's Corporation was wonderful for Octavia.. as she went through many art images and magazines.

"Hmm... You provide good art." She mumbled to a blonde that was sitting close to her.

"Yes Ma'am, Mr . Bennett expects nothing

but the best." The blonde said, earning a nod from Octavia.

He had mentioned it earlier.

He wanted the best.

That was his forte... Getting the best out of things.

She nodded at that thought and shrugged.

"Where can I meet him please, I want to talk to him about something." She asked the lady that blonde curls.

"Uhmm, Ma'am.. the most top floor, 12th button." The woman answered, and Octavia nodded.

She had forgotten so soon.

She was nervous.

Something that had never happened here before.

She had worked for many companies before.

Taking pictures and of course, being their Wallpaper.

She had done many modeling jobs but why did this one feel different.

Getting into the elevator.. she pressed the 12the button and I took her to the top Building.

She got out and walked to the office that stayed in the east wing.

She gave a slight knock on the door.

And heard his deep baritone voice.

"You can come in."

She walked into the office and sighed.

"Miss Octavia, what can I do for you?" His eyes were intently on her, and she had to shift her foot from one part to the other.

Did he look at every model that had come to work for him like that?

"It's nothing Mr. Bennett, just some paperwork that I think it's necessary to print out." She mumbled.

Shut up Octavia, that wasn't why you came here. Her subconscious mind hit her hard.

Bennett stood up and walked towards her.

He had that expressionless face on, which made her wonder if he indeed was a human.

"You could have gotten it fixed at the designing department Miss Octavia, I hate disturbance when getting a work done." He said, staring up at her.

Octavia frowned.

She glared at him, she was disturbing?

She had barely talked to him and he was calling that disturbing.

If he wanted space... he should have been the model for his company's Wallpaper.

After all, he had the face and the body to do so.

"Sorry, I didn't realize that." She muttered and feigned a smile.

She collected back the paper he held and was going through it.

And head for the door.

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Bennett had never been this distracted his whole life.

Being the first time, he had decided to get his Shit back together.

He had vowed never to let his guard down.

He had made this company the way it is.

He stood tall when the company grew to where it was.

He made it stand and he was going to make sure it soar higher than that.

And he didn't want a woman to take that thought out of his head.

He took a glance at the paper sheet, he had made his secretary collect.

"Octavia Stiles... A model for Companies.

"No Nude available and work for the Cash!"

"If she worked for the cash, why was Nude out from her profiles."

Nude pictures were the ones that brought more money.

More cash, and more business deals

But he didn't want that for his Company.

Putting the sheet away, he continued with his work.

His phone rang and he picked it up quickly.

"Hello, Ran." He called, placing the phone on his right ear.

"The Yuan enterprises are launching a product by Wednesday."

"According to the words that got out of their Department, their IPO ran down by Twenty percent and they're currently looking for who can Invest." The person at the other end Mumbled.

"Hmm."Bennett twitched his lips.

"Okay then, make sure they get no one for the main time."

"Sabotage any investment going to them and let me know if any other thing comes up." He mumbled and sighed.

It was time he took action and make people fear him more.

He was referred to by many names.

Monster, Demon... and he didn't care.

It made people fear him more and he liked it.

"Sir?" His secretary walked in, with a file.

"Speak." He said, his brows knitted to a frown.

"Sir, in two hours. You'll have to attend a meeting with the Russian Investors at McKay's coffee shop."

"And By 3 pm, it's your parent's anniversary." The man said, the other part slowly.

His head down, and his eyes wondering what would become of him soon.

Bennett froze.

Today was his parent's anniversary?

How could he forget?

He closed his eyes and heaved a deep breath.

"You can leave." He muttered, and the other man scurried his way out.

Making the Billionaire Bennett Stone angry was something he would not give a try.

Bennett Stone was a monster unlike the papers wrote.

Bennett stood up and walked to the wall glass, his eyes darting down the City from where he stood.

He clenched his fist and unclenched it.

Clench and unclench.

He bit his lip and sighed.

His head drifted to the night. It all began.

"Get down on the floor. Don't move and keep silent." The man with the black hood yelled.

His parents looked happy, they had just been back from a show and his mother held the large popcorn in her left hand, and her right hand held him tight.

"We have a lot of money, take it but please don't hurt us, don't hurt our Son." His father pleaded, but the man was not there for negotiation.... he was there to kill.

He could still feel the cold rain pouring down on them that night at the alley.

He could still feel the chills... he had when the man pulled the trigger.

He could still feel how it felt that night when his father fell and his mother followed.

He could still hear the Sound of the Gun.

"Bang."

TBC